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POEMS OF EMILY BRONTË
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| | |align=right|PAGE |- |align=right|XIII. |align=left|Now trust a heart that trusts in you |align=right|106 |- |align=right|XIV. |align=left|Sleep brings no joy to me |align=right|107 |- |align=right|XV. |align=left|Strong I stand, though I have borne |align=right|108 |- |align=right|XVI. |align=left|O Mother! I am not regretting |align=right|109 |- |align=right|XVII. |align=left|Awake, awake! how loud the stormy morning |align=right|112 |- |align=right|XVIII. |align=left|O wander not so far away! |align=right|113 |- |align=right|XIX. |align=left|Why do I hate that lone green dell? |align=right|115 |- |align=right|XX. |align=left|GLENEDEN'S DREAM |- | |Tell me, whether it is winter? |align=right|116 |- |align=right|XXI. |align=left|It's over now; I've known it all |align=right|119 |- |align=right|XXII. |align=left|SONG |- | |This shall be thy lullaby |align=right|121 |- |align=right|XXIII. |align=left|'Twas one of those dark, cloudy days |align=right|122 |- |align=right|XXIV. |align=left|DOUGLAS RIDE |- | |Well narrower draw the circle round |align=right|124 |- |align=right|XXV. |align=left|SONG |- | |What rider up Gobeloin's glen |align=right|125 |- |align=right|XXVI. |align=left|SONG |- | |Geraldine, the moon is shining |align=right|128 |- |align=right|XXVII. |align=left|Where were ye all? and where wert thou? |align=right|129 |- |align=right|XXVIII. |align=left|Light up thy halls! 'Tis closing day |align=right|130 |- |align=right|XXIX. |align=left|O dream, where art thou now? |align=right|133 |- |align=right|XXX. |align=left|How still, how happy! These are words |align=right|134 |- |align=right|XXXI. |align=left|The night was dark, yet winter breathed |align=right|136 |- |align=right|XXXII. |align=left|THE ABSENT ONE |- | |From our evening fireside now |align=right|139 |- |align=right|XXXIII. |align=left|TO THE BLUEBELL |- | |Sacred watcher, wave thy bells! |align=right|141 |- |align=right|XXXIV. |align=left|The busy day has hurried by |align=right|142 |- |align=right|XXXV. |align=left|And now the house dog stretched once more |align=right|144 |- |align=right|XXXVI. |align=left|Come hither, child; who gifted thee |align=right|146 |- |align=right|XXXVII. |align=left|How long will you remain? The midnight hour |align=right|148

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