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Stanzas by Anne Bronte

Oh, weep not, love! each tear that springs

In those dear eyes of thine,

To me a keener suffering brings,

Than if they flowed from mine.

And do not droop! however drear

The fate awaiting thee;

For my sake combat pain and care,

And cherish life for me!
I do not fear thy love will fail;

Thy faith is true, I know;

But, oh, my love! thy strength is frail

For such a life of woe.
Were’t not for this, I well could trace

(Though banished long from thee,)

Life’s rugged path, and boldly face

The storms that threaten me.
Fear not for me -­ I’ve steeled my mind

Sorrow and strife to greet;

Joy with my love I leave behind,

Care with my friends I meet.
A mother’s sad reproachful eye,

A father’s scowling brow -­

But he may frown and she may sigh:

I will not break my vow!
I love my mother, I revere

My sire, but fear not me­

Believe that Death alone can tear

This faithful heart from thee.

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