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Оглавление - Poems by Patrick Branwell Brontё
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- Poems by Patrick Branwell Brontë
- Poetry
- Dirge of the Genii
- Interior of a Pothouse
- Ode to the cheif Genius BANY
- On seeing the ruins of the tower of Babylon…
- Ode to Napoleon
- Address to the Genius &c
- The shipwrecked mans comoplaint
- Song 1
- Song 2
- Address to the Genius of War
- Ode to the Polar Star
- Thermopylae
- The Pass of Thermopylae
- To the horse black Eagle which I rode at the battle of Zamorna
- «Sing for the power of thy foeman hath gone…»
- Song
- Song
- Song
- Lines
- The Spirit of Poetry
- The Doubters Hymn
- Misery
- Elrington
- «My Ancient ship upon my Ancient sea…»
- Memory
- «Still and bright, in twilight shining…»
- An Angrian Battle Song
- The Battle Eve
- Ashworths Hymn
- Lucifer
- Lines composed at day break before the Revolution of June 26, 1836 by Percy
- Percy’s Musings upon the Battle of Edwardston
- «Yet o’er his face a solemn light…»
- «The heart which cannot know another…»
- «There’s something in this glorious hour…»
- «Hours annd [sic] days my Heart has lain…»
- «Forgotten one! I know not when nor how…»
- The Vision of Velino
- The CXXVIIth Psalm
- An Analogy
- «Sleep, mourner, sleep! — I cannot sleep…»
- «Well! I will lift up my eyes once more…»
- Song
- The Rover
- Augusta
- Sound the Loud Trumpet
- The Angrian Hymn
- The Angrian Welcome
- Northangerlands Name
- Morning
- Mary’s Prayer
- «Upon that dreary winter’s night…»
- Lines
- An Hours Musings on the Atlantic
- «Alone she paced her ancient Hall…»
- On Caroline
- Caroline
- Harriet I
- Song
- Sonnet
- «Now — but one moment, let me stay…»
- «Cease, mourner, cease thy sorrowing for the dead…»
- «How Edenlike seem palace walls…»
- Harriet II
- «There’s many a grief to shade the scene…»
- Death Triumphant
- «Drink to me only with thine eyes…»
- «From the thunder of the battle…»
- «Happy sinks a summer day…»
- Sir Henry Tunstall
- Black Comb
- «Oh Thou, whose beams were most withdrawn…»
- Sonnet
- «Amid the world’s wide din around…»
- «The man who will not know another…»
- «The desolate earth, the wintery sky…»
- Dec/19 1841 at Luddenden Church
- Robert Burns
- On the Melbourne Ministry
- Heaven and Earth
- The Triumph of Mind over Body
- Sonnet I
- The Affgan War
- The Epicurean’s Song
- Azrael, or The Eve of Destruction
- The Callousness produced by Care
- Peaceful Death and painful Life
- «When first old Time with me shook hands…»
- «When side by side, at twilight, sitting…»
- Song
- Caroline’s Prayer
- Thorp Green
- «Oer Graftons Hill the blue heaven smiled serene…»
- The Emigrant I
- The Emigrant II
- Penmænmawr
- «Before Our mighty Makers throne…»
- Real rest
- Epistle from a Father to a Child in her Grave
- «Home thoughts are not, with me…»
- «By Babel’s waters Israel, long ago…»
- Sonnet
- Juan Fernandez
- Speak kindly
- «Tell me what is the most important page…»
- Lydia Gisborne
- «He said «I scarce know why we have…»
- Morley Hall. Leigh, Lancashire
- The End of All
- Percy Hall
- «Oh, all our cares these noontide airs…»
- «I saw a picture yesterday…»
- Fragment
- «While fabled scenes and fancied forms…»
- Thermopylae
- Queen Mary’s Grave
- «Man thinks too often that the ills of life …»
- A Fragment
- «Now the sweet hour of closing day…»
- «He rode across the moor at night…»
- «Our hopes on earth seem wholly gone…»
- «A breeze embued with rich perfumes…»
- «Behold the waste of waving sea…»
- «What seek my eyes? They rest not on the columns arching o’er me…»
- «Far up in heaven I view the brightest star…»
- «The moon in glory mounts above…»
- «When on the thorny bed of Death…»
- «When on the thorny bed of death…»
- «My soul is flown…»
- «While holy Wheelhouse far above…»
- «Say Dr Wheelhouse is a jewel…»
- An Echo from Indian Cannon
- «Best loved of womankind, canst
…» - «Think not that life is happiness…»
- «Oh, all the cares these noontide airs…»
- Might rough rocks find neath calmest sea