English Poetry. Charlotte Brontё. Apostasy. Шарлотта Бронте.

Charlotte Brontё (Шарлотта Бронте) Apostasy THIS last denial of my faith, Thou, solemn Priest, hast heard; And, though upon my bed of death, I call not back a word. Point not to thy Madonna, Priest,­ Thy sightless saint of stone; She cannot, from this burning breast, Wring one […]

English Poetry. Charlotte Brontё. Regret. Шарлотта Бронте.

Charlotte Brontё (Шарлотта Бронте) Regret Long ago I wished to leave “The house where I was born;” Long ago I used to grieve, My home seemed so forlorn. In other years, its silent rooms Were filled with haunting fears; Now, their very memory comes O’ercharged with tender tears. […]