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Poem by Emily Jane Brontë


Warning and Reply


In the earththe earththou shalt be laid,
A grey stone standing over thee;
Black mould beneath thee spread,
And black mould to cover thee.

'Wellthere is rest there,
So fast come thy prophecy;
The time when my sunny hair
Shall with grass roots entwined be.'

But coldcold is that resting-place,
Shut out from joy and liberty,
And all who loved thy living face
Will shrink from it shudderingly,

'Not so. Here the world is chill,
And sworn friends fall from me:
But therethey will own me still,
And prize my memory.'

Farewell, then, all that love,
All that deep sympathy:
Sleep on: Heaven laughs above,
Earth never misses thee.

Turf-sod and tombstone drear
Part human company;
One heart breaks onlyhere,
But that heart was worthy thee! 



Emily Jane Brontë


Emily Jane Brontë's other poems:
  1. The Elder's Rebuke
  2. The Wanderer from the Fold
  3. If Grief For Grief Can Touch Thee
  4. She Dried Her Tears
  5. Often Rebuked, Yet Always Back Returning


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