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About Emily Bronte

Emily Brontë was an English novelist and poet who wrote a single novel, Wuthering Heights (1847), a highly imaginative work of passion and hate set on the Yorkshire moors. It received terrible reviews when first published but came to be considered one of the finest novels in the English language.

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Books of Emily Bronte

Wuthering Heights

Wuthering Heights

Wuthering Heights", Emily Brontë's only novel, is one of the pinnacles of 19th-century English literature. It's the story of Heathcliff, an orphan who falls in love with a girl above his class, loses her, and devotes the rest of his life to wreaking

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Wuthering Heights

Wuthering Heights

Wuthering Heights", Emily Brontë's only novel, is one of the pinnacles of 19th-century English literature. It's the story of Heathcliff, an orphan who falls in love with a girl above his class, loses her, and devotes the rest of his life to wreaking

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34 Articles
Best Poems of Emily Bronte

Best Poems of Emily Bronte

Collection of all the famous poems of Emily Bronte

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Best Poems of Emily Bronte

Best Poems of Emily Bronte

Collection of all the famous poems of Emily Bronte

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14 Articles

Articles of Emily Bronte

The Two Children

13 June 2023
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Heavy hangs the raindrop  From the burdened spray;  Heavy broods the damp mist  On uplands far away;     Heavy looms the dull sky,  Heavy rolls the sea—  And heavy beats the young heart  Benea

Stanzas

13 June 2023
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I'll not weep that thou art going to leave me,  There's nothing lovely here;  And doubly will the dark world grieve me,  While thy heart suffers there.     I'll not weep, because the summer's glo

from Silent is the House

13 June 2023
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Come, the wind may never again  Blow as now it blows for us;  And the stars may never again shine as now they shine;  Long before October returns,  Seas of blood will have parted us;  And you mus

Shall earth no more inspire thee

13 June 2023
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Shall earth no more inspire thee,  Thou lonely dreamer now?  Since passion may not fire thee  Shall Nature cease to bow?     Thy mind is ever moving  In regions dark to thee;  Recall its useles

CHAPTER XXXIV

13 June 2023
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For some days after that evening Mr. Heathcliff shunned meeting us at meals; yet he would not consent formally to exclude Hareton and Cathy. He had an aversion to yielding so completely to his feeling

CHAPTER XXXIII

13 June 2023
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On the morrow of that Monday, Earnshaw being still unable to follow his ordinary employments, and therefore remaining about the house, I speedily found it would be impracticable to retain my charge be

CHAPTER XXXII

13 June 2023
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1802. – This September I was invited to devastate the moors of a friend in the north, and on my journey to his abode, I unexpectedly came within fifteen miles of Gimmerton. The ostler at a roadside pu

CHAPTER XXXI

13 June 2023
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Yesterday was bright, calm, and frosty. I went to the Heights as I proposed: my housekeeper entreated me to bear a little note from her to her young lady, and I did not refuse, for the worthy woman wa

CHAPTER XXX

13 June 2023
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I have paid a visit to the Heights, but I have not seen her since she left: Joseph held the door in his hand when I called to ask after her, and wouldn’t let me pass. He said Mrs. Linton was ‘thrang,’

CHAPTER XXIX

13 June 2023
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The evening after the funeral, my young lady and I were seated in the library; now musing mournfully – one of us despairingly – on our loss, now venturing conjectures as to the gloomy future. We had