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Anne Brontë (Энн Бронте)


Yes Thou Art Gone


Yes, thou art gone! and never more
Thy sunny smile shall gladden me;
But I may pass the old church door,
And pace the floor that covers thee,
May stand upon the cold, damp stone,
And think that, frozen, lies below
The lightest heart that I have known,
The kindest I shall ever know.

Yet, though I cannot see thee more,
'Tis still a comfort to have seen;
And though thy transient life is o'er,
'Tis sweet to think that thou hast been;

To think a soul so near divine,
Within a form, so angel fair,
United to a heart like thine,
Has gladdened once our humble sphere.



Anne Brontë's other poems:
  1. Oh, They have Robbed Me of The Hope
  2. Vanitas Vanitatis, Etc
  3. A Prisoner in a Dungeon Deep
  4. Severed And Gone
  5. The Student's Serenade


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