Emily Jane Brontë

Far, Far Away Is Mirth Withdrawn

Tis Moonlight, Summer Moonlight

The Sun Has Set

The Old Stoic

Stanzas

Honour’s Martyr

Yes, Holy Be Thy Resting Place

Self-Interrogation

My Comforter

Shall Earth No More Inspire Thee

The Wind Was Rough Which Tore

The Night – Wind

Plead For Me

Prisoner, The – (A Fragment)

Song

The Philosopher

Encouragement

Speak, God Of Visions

Often Rebuked, Yet Always Back Returning

Stanzas To –

The Lady To Her Guitar

The Two Children

Oh, For The Time When I Shall Sleep

Loud Without The Wind Was Roaring

Warning And Reply

Riches I Hold In Light Esteem

R. Alcona To J. Brenzaida

Well Hast Thou Spoke

Past, Present, Future

Oh, Thy Bright Eyes Must Answer Now

The Prisoner. A Fragment

Silent Is The House

The Elder’s Rebuke

The Wanderer From The Fold

I Am The Only Being Whose Doom

Come, Walk With Me

A Little While, A Little While…

Hope

Love And Friendship

Fall, Leaves, Fall

[long Neglect Has Worn Away]

At Castle Wood

Me Thinks This Heart…

A Little While, A Little While,

How Still, How Happy!

A Day Dream

Death, That Struck When I Was Most Confiding

The Night Is Darkening Around Me

If Grief For Grief Can Touch Thee

A Little Budding Rose

Ah! Why, Because The Dazzling Sun

Sympathy

She Dried Her Tears

A Death – Scene

Spellbound

I See Around Me Tombstones Grey

To Imagination

My Lady’s Grave

Come Hither, Child

Stars