Emily Jane Brontë: The Complete Poems Edited by Janet Gezari |
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xiii. Sympathy
There should be no despair for you
While nightly stars are burning;
While evening pours its silent dew
And sunshine gilds the morning.
There should be no despair—though tears
May flow down like a river:
Are not the best beloved of years
Around your heart for ever?
While nightly stars are burning;
While evening pours its silent dew
And sunshine gilds the morning.
There should be no despair—though tears
May flow down like a river:
Are not the best beloved of years
Around your heart for ever?
They weep, you weep, it must be so;
Winds sigh as you are sighing,
And Winter sheds his grief in snow
Where Autumn's leaves are lying:
Yet, these revive, and from their fate
Your fate cannot be parted:
Then, journey on, if not elate,
Still, never broken-hearted!
Winds sigh as you are sighing,
And Winter sheds his grief in snow
Where Autumn's leaves are lying:
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Your fate cannot be parted:
Then, journey on, if not elate,
Still, never broken-hearted!
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