Poems by Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell (eBook, ePUB) - Bronte, Anne; Bronte, Charlotte; Bronte, Emily
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MEMENTOS.
     Arranging long-locked drawers and shelves      Of cabinets, shut up for years,      What a strange task we've set ourselves!      How still the lonely room appears!      How strange this mass of ancient treasures,      Mementos of past pains and pleasures;      These volumes, clasped with costly stone,      With print all faded, gilding gone;
     These fans of leaves from Indian trees—      These crimson shells, from Indian seas—      These tiny portraits, set in rings—      Once, doubtless, deemed such precious things;      Keepsakes bestowed by Love on Faith,      And…mehr

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MEMENTOS.

     Arranging long-locked drawers and shelves
     Of cabinets, shut up for years,
     What a strange task we've set ourselves!
     How still the lonely room appears!
     How strange this mass of ancient treasures,
     Mementos of past pains and pleasures;
     These volumes, clasped with costly stone,
     With print all faded, gilding gone;

     These fans of leaves from Indian trees—
     These crimson shells, from Indian seas—
     These tiny portraits, set in rings—
     Once, doubtless, deemed such precious things;
     Keepsakes bestowed by Love on Faith,
     And worn till the receiver's death,
     Now stored with cameos, china, shells,
     In this old closet's dusty cells.

     I scarcely think, for ten long years,
     A hand has touched these relics old;
     And, coating each, slow-formed, appears
     The growth of green and antique mould.

     All in this house is mossing over;
     All is unused, and dim, and damp;
     Nor light, nor warmth, the rooms discover—
     Bereft for years of fire and lamp.