Emily Bronte - I Am the Only Being Whose Doom

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I am the only being whose doom No tongue would ask, no eye would mourn; I never caused a thought of gloom A smile of joy, since I was born In secret pleasure, secret tears This changeful life has slipped away As friendless after eighteen years As lone as on my natal day There have been times I cannot hide There have been times when this was drear When my sad soul forgot its pride And longed for one to lovе me here But thosе were in the early glow Of feelings since subdued by care; And they have died so long ago I hardly now believe they were First melted off the hope of youth Then fancy's rainbow fast withdrew; And then experience told me truth In mortal bosoms never grew 'Twas grief enough to think mankind All hollow, servile, insincere; But worse to trust to my own mind And find the same corruption there