by Emily Brontë (1818 - 1848)

The pessimist
Language: English 
O for the time when I shall sleep without Identity,
And never care how rain or snow may cover me!
No promised Heav'n these wild Desires
Could all or half fulfill;
No threatened Hell with quenchless fires
subdue this quenchless will!

So said I, and still say the same;
Still to my Death will say
Three Gods within this little frame
Are warring night and day.

Heaven could not hold them all
Yet they all are held in me,
And must be mine till I forget
My present entity.

O for the time when in my breast
Their struggles will be o'er;
O for the day when I shall rest
And never suffer more!


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Researcher for this text: Victoria Brago

This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 18
Word count: 114