Stanzas To

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Stanzas To

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Well, some may hate and some may scorn And some may quite forget thy name But my sad heart must ever mourn Thy ruined hopes, they blighted fame! 'Twas thus I thought, an hour ago Even weeping o'er that wretch's woe One word turned back my gushing tears And lit my altered eye with sneers Then "Bless the friendly dust," I said "That hides the unlamented head! Vain as thou wert, and weak as vain The slave of Falsehood, Pride, and Pain My heart has nought akin to thine Thy soul is powerless over mine." But these were thoughts that vanished too; Unwise, unholy, and untrue: Do I despise the timid deer Because his limbs are fleet with fear? Or, would I mock the wolf's death—howl Because his form is gaunt and foul? Or, hear with joy the leveret's cry Because it cannot bravely die? No! Then above his memory Let pity's heart as tender be: Say, "Earth lie lightly on that breast And, kind Heaven, grant that spirit rest

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  • Emily Brontë