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POEMS OF EMILY BRONTË

PAGE LXIV. It was night, and on the mountains 219 LXV. And first an hour of mournful musing 220 LXVI. Had there been falsehood in my breast 222 LXVII. Yes, holy be thy resting-place 223 UNPUBLISHED POEMS I. Gods of the old mythology 227 II. Its faded buds already lie 228 III. Bitterly, deeply I've drunk of thy woe 229 IV. Companions all day long we've stood 231 V. Oh, all the cares these noontide airs 233 VI. There's something in this glorious hour 234 VII. Sleep, mourner, sleep!—I cannot sleep 236 VIII. Oh might my footsteps find a rest! 237 IX. How Edenlike seem palace walls 240 X. Now—but one moment—let me stay 241 XI. RETIREMENT  O let me be alone awhile! 242 XII. DESPONDENCY  I have gone backward in the work 243 XIII. IN MEMORY OF A HAPPY DAY IN FEBRUARY  Blessed be Thou for all the joy 245 XIV. A PRAYER  My God! O let me call Thee mine! 248 XV. CONFIDENCE  Oppressed with sin and woe 249 XVI. There let thy bleeding branch atone 251 XVII. I am the only being whose doom 252 XVIII. 'Tis moonlight, summer moonlight 253 XIX. A sudden chasm of ghastly light 254 XX. AT CASTLE WOOD  The day is done, the winter sun 257