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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LINES, by EMILY JANE BRONTE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Far away is the land of rest Last Line: You shall win the land of rest Alternate Author Name(s): Bell, Ellis Subject(s): Heaven; Paradise | |||
Far away is the land of rest Thousand miles are stretched between Many a mountain's stormy crest Many a desert void of green Wasted worn is the traveller Dark his heart and dim his eye Without hope or comforter Faltering faint and ready to die Often he looks to the ruthless sky Often he looks o'er his dreary road Often he wishes down to lie And render up life's tiresome load But yet faint not mournful man Leagues on leagues are left behind Since your sunless course began Then go on to toil resigned If you still despair control Hush its whispers in your breas[t] You shall reach the final goal You shall win the land of rest | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE END OF LIFE by PHILIP JAMES BAILEY SEVEN TWILIGHTS: 6 by CONRAD AIKEN THE BOOK OF THE DEAD MAN (#19): 2. MORE ABOUT THE DEAD MAN AND WINTER by MARVIN BELL THE WORLDS IN THIS WORLD by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR A SKELETON FOR MR. PAUL IN PARADISE; AFTER ALLAN GUISINGER by NORMAN DUBIE BEAUTY & RESTRAINT by DANIEL HALPERN HOW IT WILL HAPPEN, WHEN by DORIANNE LAUX IF THIS IS PARADISE by DORIANNE LAUX A DAY DREAM by EMILY JANE BRONTE |
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