<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=386500" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>R. Alcona to J. Brenzaida</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Cold in the earth, and the deep snow piled above thee! <br>Far, far removed, cold in the dreary grave! <br>Have I forgot, my Only Love, to love thee, <br>Severed at last by Time's all-wearing wave?<br>Now, when alone, do my thoughts no longer hover <br>Over the mountains on Angora's shore; <br>Resting their wings where heath and fern-leaves cover <br>That noble heart for ever, ever more?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Cold in the earth, and fifteen wild Decembers <br>From those brown hills have melted into spring-- <br>Faithful indeed is the spirit that remembers <br>After such years of change and suffering!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sweet Love of youth, forgive if I forget thee <br>While the World's tide is bearing me along: <br>Sterner desires and darker hopes beset me, <br>Hopes which obscure but cannot do thee wrong.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No other Sun has lightened up my heaven; <br>No other Star has ever shone for me: <br>All my life's bliss from thy dear life was given <br>All my life's bliss is in the grave with thee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But when the days of golden dreams had perished <br>And even Despair was powerless to destroy, <br>Then did I learn how existence could be cherished, <br>Strengthened and fed without the aid of joy;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then did I check the tears of useless passion, <br>Weaned my young soul from yearning after thine; <br>Sternly denied its burning wish to hasten <br>Down to that tomb already more than mine!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And even yet, I dare not let it languish, <br>Dare not indulge in Memory's rapturous pain; <br>Once drinking deep of that divinest anguish, <br>How could I seek the empty world again?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> (March 3, 1845)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Emily+Jane+Bront%C3%AB">Emily Jane Brontë</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=386500" data-title="R. Alcona to J. Brenzaida de Emily Jane Brontë" data-description="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-wearing wave? Now, when alone, do my thoughts no longer hover Over the ..."></div> </div> </div>

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