I know not how it falls on me : Emily Brontë : : Evening Poems : :

I know not how it falls on me : : By Emily Brontë : : : : I know not how it falls on me, 1This summer evening, hushed and lone; 2Yet the faint wind comes soothingly 3With something of an olden tone. 4 Forgive me if I’ve shunned so long 5Your gentle greeting, earthContinue reading “I know not how it falls on me : Emily Brontë : : Evening Poems : :”

Love And Friendship : Emily Bronze : : December Poems : : Months Poems : :

Love and Friendshipby Emily Brontë Love is like the wild rose-briar,Friendship like the holly-tree —The holly is dark when the rose-briar bloomsBut which will bloom most contantly?The wild-rose briar is sweet in the spring,Its summer blossoms scent the air;Yet wait till winter comes againAnd who will call the wild-briar fair?Then scorn the silly rose-wreath nowAndContinue reading “Love And Friendship : Emily Bronze : : December Poems : : Months Poems : :”

Love And Friendship : Emily Brontë : : Happy Friendship Day ( National : 1 st Sunday Of August : International : July 30 th ) : : Friendship Poems :

Love and FriendshipBY EMILY BRONTËLove is like the wild rose-briar,Friendship like the holly-tree—The holly is dark when the rose-briar bloomsBut which will bloom most constantly? The wild rose-briar is sweet in spring,Its summer blossoms scent the air;Yet wait till winter comes againAnd who will call the wild-briar fair? Then scorn the silly rose-wreath nowAnd deckContinue reading “Love And Friendship : Emily Brontë : : Happy Friendship Day ( National : 1 st Sunday Of August : International : July 30 th ) : : Friendship Poems :”

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