I shall smile when wreaths of snow Blossom where the rose should grow.
EMILY BRONTEThe night is darkening round me, The wild winds coldly blow; But a tyrant spell has bound me, And I cannot, cannot go.
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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I understand that most ladies tend to prefer lap dogs…. Perhaps I am an exception.
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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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You’re hard to please: so many friends and so few cares, and can’t make yourself content.
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Cold in the earth and the deeps now piled above thee, Far, far, removed, cold in the dreary grave! Have I forgot, my only Love, to love thee, Severed at last byTime’s all-serving wave?
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The winter wind is loud and wild, Come close to me, my darling child; Forsake thy books, and mate less play; And, while the night is gathering grey, We’ll talk its pensive hours away.
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In secret pleasure — secret tears, This changeful life has slipped away.
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It’s no company at all, when people know nothing and say nothing,’ she muttered.
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It is for God to punish wicked people; we should learn to forgive.
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I cannot love thee; thou ‘rt worse than thy brother. Go, say thy prayers, child, and ask God’s pardon. I doubt thy mother and I must rue that we ever reared thee!
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If I had caused the cloud, it was my duty to make an effort to dispel it.
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The night is darkening round me, The wild winds coldly blow; But a tyrant spell has bound me, And I cannot, cannot go.
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It is strange people should be so greedy, when they are alone in the world.
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A heaven so clear, an earth so calm, So sweet, so soft, so hushed an air; And, deepening still the dreamlike charm, Wild moor-sheep feeding everywhere.
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I have dreamed in my life, dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they have gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind.
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Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves.
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