I'm buried now; I've done with life;
I've done with hate, revenge and strife;
I've done with joy, and hope and love
And all the bustling world above.
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Yikes! And...great rhyming. 'anuary 1820 - 28 May 1849) was an English novelist and poet, and the youngest member of the Brontë literary family. '
Perhaps the poet creates their own dreams by putting words to paper. A grouping of words that will let the writer, and maybe the reader, find a different reality for a few moments.
So captivating and beautiful to read. Must of been heartbreaking to wake from this dream.
A life of sorrow and sadness wrapped in quite desperation, this feels like she knows her time is coming fast and is writing a will of her dreams and fears for the world to read. She articulates her psyche with great understanding that even close to two hundred years later it still resonates. A perfect work.
That first long verse leaves no room for misunderstanding. The person talking is done with life. There are dreams, however, that release her from her prison, that make her feel joy again.... but they fade and she is back where she is stuck and the dungeon is darker and more devoid of hope than before. This poem has layer upon layer. Utterly great writing.
That world - that when I wake and see Those dreary phantoms fade and flee, Even in my dungeon I can smile, And taste of joy a little while..........impressive expression. Beautiful poem shared.
The youngest Bronte sister and the one we no little of A great writer and died too young Love her work
Alas! Alas! That cursed scream Aroused me from my heavenly dream; I looked around in wild despair, I called them, but they were not there; The father and the child are gone, And I must live and die alone. Anne Bronte's poem tugs at your heart strings. A sad poem.
This marvelous poetess inspired Keith Reed, who wrote the lyrics for the Procol Harum. This gloomy despair mixed with ecstatic joy and the play with constrast nonetheless the darker side seems to succeed is of course often so by Procol Harum.
All three Brontë sisters were so pretty talented. This is superb, Anne, just superb.
I don't know anything about Anne Bronte but it seems from the biography that she never married or had a child. So her dream is like the fantasy world she reportedly retreated to as a child. Unrequited love is supposed to be a repeated theme of hers. The poem is very sad but very good in my opinion.
A lovely poem with disciplined rhyme scheme. Anne deserves applause...which im giving out now. Papapapa... Well job done!
Really a poignant piece written from the heart