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Emily Brontë (1818-1848):

Upon her soothing breast

    She lulled her little child,

A winter sunset in the west

    A heav'nly glory smiled.

I gazed within thine earnest eyes

    And read the sorrow brooding there;

I heard thy young breast torn with sighs,

    And envied such despair.

Arthur C. Benson, ed., Brontë Poems, Selections

Branwell Brontë (New York and London: The

Knickerbocker Press, 1915) 130.