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Oh, for the time when I shall sleep Without identity.

Emily Bronte

What kind of living will it be when you – Oh, God! Would you like to live with your soul in the grave?
EMILY BRONTE

Deep Grave Kind Live Soul Yourself
In secret pleasure — secret tears, This changeful life has slipped away.
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Change Happiness Life Secret Tears
They forgot everything the minute they were together again.
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Forget Love Relationship Togetherness
Last night, I was on the threshold of hell. To-day, I am within sight of my heaven. I have my eyes on it: hardly three feet to sever me!
EMILY BRONTE

Eyes Heaven Hell Myself Night
It is hard to forgive, and to look at those eyes, and feel those wasted hands,’ he answered. ‘Kiss me again; and don’t let me see your eyes! I forgive what you have done to me. I love my murderer—but yours! How can I?
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Eyes Feeling Forgiveness Hands Hard Love Murder Myself See Wasted
And, even yet, I dare not let it languish, Dare not indulge in memory’s rapturous pain; Once drinking deep of that divinest anguish, How could I seek the empty world again?
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Anger Dare Divine Drinking Empty Engagement Memories Myself Pain Seek World
I see heaven’s glories shine and faith shines equal.
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Equality Faith Glory Heaven See Shine
There is not room for Death, Nor atom that his might could render void: Thou – Thou art Being and Breath, And what Thou art may never be destroyed.
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Art Breathe Death Destroy Room
The old church tower and garden wall Are black with autumn rain And dreary winds foreboding call The darkness down again.
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Autumn Black Darkness Old Wind
Good words,” I replied. “But deeds must prove it also; and after he is well, remember you don’t forget resolutions formed in the hour of fear.
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Action Evidence Fear Forget Goodness Myself Remember Resolution Word
Sweet Love of youth, forgive, if I forget thee, While the world’s tide is bearing me along; Sterner desires and darker hopes beset me, Hopes which obscure, but cannot do thee wrong.
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Desire Forget Hope Love Myself World Wrong Youth
No coward soul is mine.
EMILY BRONTE

Coward Myself One Liner Soul
He was attached by ties stronger than reason could break — chains, forged by habit, which it would be cruel to attempt to loosen.
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Attachment Break Cruelty Habit Himself Lose Reason Strong
You know that I could as soon forget you as my existence!
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Existence Forget Myself Yourself
You’re hard to please: so many friends and so few cares, and can’t make yourself content.
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Care Friendship Hard Satisfaction Yourself
You must forgive me, for I struggled only for you.
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Forgiveness Struggle Yourself

Oh, for the time when I shall sleep Without identity.

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