Emily BrontëW.H. Allen, 1883 - 235 pages |
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A. C. Swinburne Agnes Grey beautiful Branwell Brontë Branwell's brother Brussels Catharine Catharine's Cathy Char character Charlotte Brontë Charlotte's child cold Cowan's Bridge creature daughters dead dear death dreams Earnshaw Edgar Linton Elizabeth Brontë Ellen Dean Emily and Anne Emily Brontë Emily's eyes fancy father fear feel Gaskell genius girls grew grey Grundy hand happy Hareton Haworth heart Heathcliff Hindley Hindley Earnshaw hope imagination Jane Eyre knew letters living looked lotte Luddendenfoot Maria mind misery Miss Branwell Monsieur Héger moors morning mother nature Nelly Dean never night parlour parsonage passion Patrick Brontë poems pupils quiet remember round says Charlotte scarcely seemed servant Shirley sisters sorrow soul spirit story strange suffering sweet Sydney Dobell things thought tion took verses village violent walk weak wild woman writing Wuthering Heights Yorkshire young
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Page 133 - COLD in the earth, and the deep snow piled above thee ; Far, far removed, cold in the dreary grave ! Have I forgot, my only love, to love thee, Severed at last by time's all-severing wave ? Now, when alone, do my thoughts no longer hover Over the mountains, on that northern shore...
Page 228 - No coward soul is mine, No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere ; I see heaven's glories shine, And faith shines equal, arming me from fear.
Page 181 - If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger: I should not seem a part of it.
Page 180 - I was only going to say that heaven did not seem to be my home ; and I broke my heart with. weeping to come back to earth; and the angels were so angry that they flung me out into the middle of the heath on the top of Wuthering Heights ; where I woke sobbing for joy.
Page 180 - It would degrade me to marry Heathcliff, now; so he shall never know how I love him; and that, not because he's handsome, Nelly, but because he's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same, and Linton's is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire.
Page 136 - Oh, dreadful is the check — intense the agony — When the ear begins to hear, and the eye begins to see; When the pulse begins to throb, the brain to think again, The soul to feel the flesh, and the flesh to feel the chain.
Page 56 - My sister Emily loved the moors. Flowers brighter than the rose bloomed in the blackest of the heath for her ; out of a sullen hollow in a livid hill-side her mind could make an Eden. She found in the bleak solitude many and dear delights ; and not the least and best loved was — liberty.
Page 42 - Papa bought Branwell some wooden soldiers at Leeds; when Papa came home it was night, and we were in bed, so next morning Branwell came to our door with a box of soldiers. Emily and I jumped out of bed, and I snatched up one and exclaimed, "This is the Duke of Wellington! This shall be the Duke!
Page 42 - Our Fellows, July, 1827; Islanders, December, 1827. These are our three great plays, that are not kept secret. Emily's and my best plays were established the ist of December, 1827; the 'others March, 1828. Best plays mean secret plays; they are very nice ones. All our plays are very strange ones. Their nature I need not write on paper, for I think I shall always remember them. The Young Men's...
Page 136 - My sister Emily was not a person of demonstrative character, nor one, on the recesses of whose mind and feelings, even those nearest and dearest to her could, with impunity, intrude unlicensed; it took hours to reconcile her to the discovery I had made, and days to persuade her that such poems merited publication.