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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO A.S., by EMILY JANE BRONTE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Where beams the sun the brightest Last Line: Should cause such bitter woe? Alternate Author Name(s): Bell, Ellis | |||
Where beams the sun the brightest In the noons of sweet July? Where falls the snow the lightest From bleak December's sky? Where can the weary lay his head And lay it safe the while In a grave that never shuts its dead From heaven's benignant smile? Upon the earth in sunlight Spring grass grows green and fair But beneath the earth is midnight -- Eternal midnight there! Then why lament that those we love Escape Earth's dungeon Tomb? As if the flowers that blow above Could charm its undergloom -- From morning's faintest dawning Till evening's deepest shade Thou wilt not cease thy mourning To know where she is laid; But if to weep above her grave Be such a priceless boon Go, shed thy tears in Ocean's wave And they will reach it soon. Yet midst thy wild repining Mad though that anguish be Think heaven on her is shining Even as it shines on thee -- With thy mind's vision pierce the Deep Look how she rests below And tell me why such blessed sleep Should cause such bitter woe? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AH! WHY, BECAUSE THE DAZZLING SUN by EMILY JANE BRONTE ALL HUSHED AND STILL WITHIN THE HOUSE by EMILY JANE BRONTE IF GRIEF FOR GRIEF CAN TOUCH THEE by EMILY JANE BRONTE IN SUMMER'S MELLOW MIDNIGHT by EMILY JANE BRONTE LONG NEGLECT HAS WORN AWAY by EMILY JANE BRONTE LOUD WITHOUT THE WIND WAS ROARING by EMILY JANE BRONTE NO COWARD SOUL IS MINE by EMILY JANE BRONTE THAT WIND I USED TO HEAR IT SWELLING by EMILY JANE BRONTE THE NIGHT IS DARKENING ROUND ME by EMILY JANE BRONTE A DAY DREAM by EMILY JANE BRONTE |
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