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Poem by Anne Brontë


Farewell


Farewell to thee! but not farewell
To all my fondest thoughts of thee:
Within my heart they still shall dwell;
And they shall cheer and comfort me.
O, beautiful, and full of grace!
If thou hadst never met mine eye,
I had not dreamed a living face
Could fancied charms so far outvie.

If I may ne'er behold again
That form and face so dear to me,
Nor hear thy voice, still would I fain
Preserve, for aye, their memory.

That voice, the magic of whose tone
Can wake an echo in my breast,
Creating feelings that, alone,
Can make my tranced spirit blest.

That laughing eye, whose sunny beam
My memory would not cherish less; --
And oh, that smile! whose joyous gleam
Nor mortal language can express.

Adieu, but let me cherish, still,
The hope with which I cannot part.
Contempt may wound, and coldness chill,
But still it lingers in my heart.

And who can tell but Heaven, at last,
May answer all my thousand prayers,
And bid the future pay the past
With joy for anguish, smiles for tears? 



Anne Brontë


Anne Brontë's other poems:
  1. A Word To The Calvinists
  2. Despondency
  3. Lines Written From Home
  4. Past Days
  5. In Memory of a Happy Day in February


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Sydney Dobell Farewell ("Can I see thee stand")
  • Robert Stevenson Farewell ("Farewell, and when forth")
  • Caroline Lamb Farewell ("Ah! frown not thus-nor turn from me")

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