Long neglect has worn away
Half the sweet enchanting smile;
Time has turned the bloom to gray;
Mold and damp the face defile.
But that lock of silky hair,
Still beneath the picture twined,
Tells what once those features were,
Paints their image on the mind.
Fair the hand that traced that line,
“Dearest, ever deem me true”;
Swiftly flew the fingers fine
When the pen that motto drew.
loveliest stanza- Fair the hand that traced that line, “Dearest, ever deem me true”; Swiftly flew the fingers fine When the pen that motto drew.
Amazing eloquence and emotions. A beautiful rendition of words
Beautiful poem rhyming with gentle words. Emily Bronte painting the image of love through sweet verses.
A beautiful poem is nicely executed. Thanks and congratulations for being chosen this poem as modern poem of the day. odern
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Pen is mightier than anything; when pen draws the solid motto of life than all obnoxious things ready to flee away! nice to read the poem again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a great poem by Emily Jane Bronte......................