On the Death of Anne Bronte by Charlotte Bronte

Written in 1949 by Charlotte Bronte to express her grief for the loss of her sister.

There’s little joy in the life of me,
And little terror in the grave;
I’ve lived the parting hour to see
Of one I would have died to save.

Calmly to watch the failing breath, 
Wishing each sigh might be the last;
Longing to see the shade of death
O’er those beloved features cast.

The cloud, the stillness that must part
The darling of my life from me;
And then to thank God from my heart,
To thank Him well and fervently;

Although I knew we had lost
The hope and glory of our life;
And now, benighted, tempest-tossed,
Must bear alone the weary strife.

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