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POEMS OF EMILY BRONTË
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| | |align=right|PAGE |- |align=right|LXIV. |align=left|It was night, and on the mountains |align=right|219 |- |align=right|LXV. |align=left|And first an hour of mournful musing |align=right|220 |- |align=right|LXVI. |align=left|Had there been falsehood in my breast |align=right|222 |- |align=right|LXVII. |align=left|Yes, holy be thy resting-place |align=right|223 |- |

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UNPUBLISHED POEMS

| |- |align=right|I. |align=left|Gods of the old mythology |align=right|227 |- |align=right|II. |align=left|Its faded buds already lie |align=right|228 |- |align=right|III. |align=left|Bitterly, deeply I've drunk of thy woe |align=right|229 |- |align=right|IV. |align=left|Companions all day long we've stood |align=right|231 |- |align=right|V. |align=left|Oh, all the cares these noontide airs |align=right|233 |- |align=right|VI. |align=left|There's something in this glorious hour |align=right|234 |- |align=right|VII. |align=left|Sleep, mourner, sleep!—I cannot sleep |align=right|236 |- |align=right|VIII. |align=left|Oh might my footsteps find a rest! |align=right|237 |- |align=right|IX. |align=left|How Edenlike seem palace walls |align=right|240 |- |align=right|X. |align=left|Now—but one moment—let me stay |align=right|241 |- |align=right|XI. |align=left|RETIREMENT |- | |⁠O let me be alone awhile! |align=right|242 |- |align=right|XII. |align=left|DESPONDENCY |- | |⁠I have gone backward in the work |align=right|243 |- |align=right|XIII. |align=left|IN MEMORY OF A HAPPY DAY IN FEBRUARY |- | |⁠Blessed be Thou for all the joy |align=right|245 |- |align=right|XIV. |align=left|A PRAYER |- | |⁠My God! O let me call Thee mine! |align=right|248 |- |align=right|XV. |align=left|CONFIDENCE |- | |⁠Oppressed with sin and woe |align=right|249 |- |align=right|XVI. |align=left|There let thy bleeding branch atone |align=right|251 |- |align=right|XVII. |align=left|I am the only being whose doom |align=right|252 |- |align=right|XVIII. |align=left|'Tis moonlight, summer moonlight |align=right|253 |- |align=right|XIX. |align=left|A sudden chasm of ghastly light |align=right|254 |- |align=right|XX. |align=left|AT CASTLE WOOD |- | |⁠The day is done, the winter sun |align=right|257

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