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ON THE DEATH OF ANNE BRONTE, by                 Poet Analysis     Poet's Biography
First Line: There's little joy in life for me
Last Line: Must bear alone the weary strife.
Alternate Author Name(s): Bell, Currer
Variant Title(s): 21 June 1849
Subject(s): Bronte, Anne (1820-1849); Death; Dead, The


There's little joy in life for me,
And little terror in the grave;
I've lived the parting hour to see
Of one I would have died to save.

Calmly to watch the failing breath,
Wishing each sigh might be the last;
Longing to see the shade of death
O'er those belovéd features cast;

The cloud, the stillness that must part
The darling of my life from me;
And then to thank God from my heart,
To thank him well and fervently;

Although I knew that we had lost
The hope and glory of our life;
And now, benighted, tempest-tossed,
Must bear alone the weary strife.





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