How clear she shines ! How quietly
I lie beneath her guardian light;
While heaven and earth are whispering me,
" To morrow, wake, but, dream to-night."
Yes, Fancy, come, my Fairy love !
These throbbing temples softly kiss;
And bend my lonely couch above
And bring me rest, and bring me bliss.

The world is going; dark world, adieu !
Grim world, conceal thee till the day;
The heart, thou canst not all subdue,
Must still resist, if thou delay !

Thy love I will not, will not share;
Thy hatred only wakes a smile;
Thy griefs may wound–thy wrongs may tear,
But, oh, thy lies shall ne'er beguile !
While gazing on the stars that glow
Above me, in that stormless sea,
I long to hope that all the woe
Creation knows, is held in thee !

And, this shall be my dream to-night;
I'll think the heaven of glorious spheres

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Is rolling on its course of light
In endless bliss, through endless years;
I'll think, there's not one world above,
Far as these straining eyes can see,
Where Wisdom ever laughed at Love,
Or Virtue crouched to Infamy;

Where, writhing 'neath the strokes of Fate,
The mangled wretch was forced to smile;
To match his patience 'gainst her hate,
His heart rebellious all the while.
Where Pleasure still will lead to wrong,
And helpless Reason warn in vain;
And Truth is weak, and Treachery strong;
And Joy the surest path to Pain;
And Peace, the lethargy of Grief;
And Hope, a phantom of the soul;
And Life, a labour, void and brief;
And Death, the despot of the whole !


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It is better to arm and strengthen your hero, than to disarm and enfeeble your foe.
ANNE BRONTë
Conventionality is not morality. Self-righteousness is not religion. To attack the first is not to a...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
It is hard work to control the workings of inclination and turn the bent of nature; but that it may ...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
Happiness quite unshared can scarcely be called happiness; it has no taste.
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
You are no ruin sir--no lighting-struck tree: you are green and vigorous. Plants will grow about you...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
She sang, as requested. There was much about love in the ballad: faithful love that refused to aband...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
Your god, sir, is the World. In my eyes, you, too, if not an infidel, are an idolater. I conceive th...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
At that time, I well remember whatever could excite - certain accidents of the weather, for instance...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
Jane, my little darling (so I will call you, for so you are), you don't know what you are talking ab...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
All true histories contain instruction; though, in some, the treasure may be hard to find, and when ...
ANNE BRONTë
It is a long way off, sir"
"From what Jane?"
"From England and from Thornfield: and ___" CHARLOTTE BRONTë
No reflection was to be allowed now, not one glance was to be cast back; not even one forward. Not o...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
An odour of camphor and burnt vinegar warned me when I came near the fever room: and i passed its do...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
Her book has perhaps been a good one; it has refreshed, refilled, rewarmed her heart; it has set her...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
But life is a battle: may we all be enabled to fight it well!
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
It is in vain to say human beings ought to be satisfied with tranquility: they must have action; and...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
The negation of severe suffering was the nearest approach to happiness I expected to know. Besides, ...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
You — you strange — you almost unearthly thing! — I love as my own flesh. You — poor and obs...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
I will give my whole heart and soul to my Maker if I can,' I answered, 'and not one atom more of it ...
ANNE BRONTë
I am, as Miss Scatcherd said, slatternly; I seldom put, and certainly never keep, things in order; I...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
The word book acted as a transient stimulus
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
I wished to tell the truth, for truth always conveys its own moral to those who are able to receive ...
ANNE BRONTë
You may think it all very fine, Mr. Huntingdon, to amuse yourself with rousing my jealousy; but take...
ANNE BRONTë
Cheerfulness, it would appear,
is a matter which depends fully as much on the state
of t...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
As to the mouth, it delights at times in laughter; it is disposed to impart all that the brain conce...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
Evening Solace

The human heart has hidden treasures,
In secret kept, in silence sea...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
A spirit of candor and frankness, when wholly unaccompanied with coarseness, he
admired in othe...
ANNE BRONTë
So you shun me? - you shut yourself up and grieve alone! I would rather you had come and upbraided m...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
. . . because we cannot conceive that as we grow up our own minds will become so enlarged and elevat...
ANNE BRONTë
Already, I seemed to feel my intellect deteriorating, my heart petrifying, my soul contracting; and ...
ANNE BRONTë
How odd it is that we so often weep for each other’s distresses, when we shed not a tear for our o...
ANNE BRONTë
I mentally shake hands with you for your answer, despite its inaccuracy." Mr. Rochester
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
Rochester: "I am no better than the old lightning-struck chestnut-tree in Thornfield orchard…And w...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
Tell me, now, fairy as you are, - can't you give me a charm, or a philter, or something of that sort...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
My hopes were all dead --- struck with a subtle doom, such as, in one night, fell on all the first-b...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
To women who please me only by their faces, I am the very devil when I find out they have neither so...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
I thank my Maker, that in the midst of judgment he has remembered mercy. I humbly entreat my Redeeme...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
Oh! that gentleness! how far more potent is it than force!
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
Then my sole relief was to walk along the corridor of the third storey, backwards and forwards, safe...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
I could not help it: the restlessness was in my nature; it agitated me to pain sometimes.
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
Am I a liar in your eyes?" he asked passionately. "Little skeptic, you shall be convinced. What love...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
And it is you, spirit--with will and energy, and virtue and purity--that I want, not alone with your...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
Relinquish! What! my vocation? My great work? My foundation laid on earth for a mansion in heaven? M...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
Friendship however is a plant which cannot be forced -- true friendship is no gourd spring up in a n...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
And as for the vague something --- was it a sinister or a sorrowful, a designing or a desponding exp...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
I love the silent hour of night,
For blissful dreams may then arise,
Revealing to my charm...
ANNE BRONTë
I hold another creed, which no one ever taught me, and which I seldom mention, but in which I deligh...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
The charm of variety there was not, nor the excitement of incident; but I liked peace so well, and s...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
I see at intervals the glance of a curious sort of bird through the close set bars of a cage: a vivi...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
What tale do you like best to hear?' 'Oh, I have not much choice! They generally run on the same the...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
To talk to each other is but a more animated and an audible thinking.
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
And what is hell? Can you tell me that?”
“A pit full of fire.”
“And should you lik...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
I am no bird, no net ensnares me.
CHARLOTTE BRONTë