A Celebration of Women Writers

"The Old Stoic." by Emily Jane Brontë (1818-1848)

First Publication: Poems by Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell London: Aylott and Jones, 8, Paternoster Row, 1846. pp. 163.

Editor: Mary Mark Ockerbloom

THE OLD STOIC.

RICHES I hold in light esteem;
  And Love I laugh to scorn;
And lust of fame was but a dream
  That vanished with the morn:

And if I pray, the only prayer
  That moves my lips for me
Is, " Leave the heart that now I bear,
  And give me liberty !"

Yes, as my swift days near their goal,
  'Tis all that I implore;
In life and death, a chainless soul,
  With courage to endure.

ELLIS.

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Editor: Mary Mark Ockerbloom