Poetic Openings : Emily Bronte to Emily Bronte
Poet : Emily Bronte :
Poem : At Castle Wood :
First Line : The day is done, the winter sun
Poet : Emily Bronte :
Poem : Blue Bell, The :
First Line : The blue bell is the sweetest flower
Poet : Emily Bronte :
Poem : Come Hither, Child :
First Line : Come hither, child--who gifted thee
Poet : Emily Bronte :
Poem : Come, Walk With Me :
First Line : Come, walk with me,
Poet : Emily Bronte :
Poem : Come, Walk With Me, :
First Line : Come, walk with me,
Poet : Emily Bronte :
Poem : Death :
First Line : Death! that struck when I was most confiding
Poet : Emily Bronte :
Poem : Faith And Despondency :
First Line : The winter wind is loud and wild,
Poet : Emily Bronte :
Poem : Fall, Leaves, Fall' :
First Line : Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
Poet : Emily Bronte :
Poem : Far, Far Away Is Mirth Withdrawn :
First Line : Far, far away is mirth withdrawn
Poet : Emily Bronte :
Poem : High Waving Heather 'neath Stormy Blasts Bending :
First Line : High waving heather 'neath stormy blasts bending,
