Tag Archives: 19th century

May Day in England 1851

This depiction is Queen Victoria holding little Prince Arthur who has Lily of the Valley (or Muguet des Bois) in his right hand to present to the Duke of Wellington (whose name was Arthur, as well!). The Duke is also … Continue reading

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Riches

This poem was written at a time when she had given up on a teaching post at nearby Halifax in West Yorkshire and had yet to have gone abroad with Charlotte, her older sister, to study European languages in Brussels. … Continue reading

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The Visionary

by Emily Brontë Silent is the house: all are laid asleep: One alone looks out o’er the snow-wreaths deep; Watching every cloud, dreading every breeze That whirls the wildering drift, and bends the groaning trees.   Cheerful is the hearth, … Continue reading

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Shall Earth No More Inspire Thee?

Shall Earth no more inspire thee, Thou lonely dreamer now? Since passion may not fire thee Shall Nature cease to bow?   Thy mind is ever moving In regions dark to thee; Recall its useless roving- Come back and dwell … Continue reading

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Evening Solace

Today marks the 203rd anniversary of Charlotte Brontë’s birth. I know it’s also Easter but this poem, I think, gives a true case for the grace of her poetry and insight far beyond her years at the time. Ever the … Continue reading

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Emily’s Own Story

     Born in 1818, Emily Jane Brontë, next to the last of six children born and of four whom survived childhood, was considered reclusive and was harbored this way by her literary family. Her parents, Patrick and Maria (nee … Continue reading

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Emily Brontee’s World

Since we are starting a little late for poetry month I thought I’d highlight one particular poet for the entire month and could find none other so deserving of such attention than Emily whose 200th anniversary of her birth was … Continue reading

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The Mountain Castle

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1748-1832) THERE stands on yonder high mountain A castle built of yore, Where once lurked horse and horseman In rear of gate and of door. Now door and gate are in ashes, And all around is … Continue reading

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