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Pilate's Wife's Dream by Charlotte Bronte — Sad Poetry Lines

By Charlotte Bronte

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I've quenched my lamp, I struck it in that start Which every limb convulsed, I heard it fall­ The crash blent with my sleep, I saw depart Its light, even as I woke, on yonder wall; Over against my bed, there shone a gleam Strange, faint, and mingling also with my dream. It sunk, and I am wrapt in utter gloom; How far is night advanced, and when will day Retinge the dusk and livid air with bloom, And fill this void with warm, creative ray ? Would I could sleep again till, clear and red,

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"I've quenched my lamp, I struck it in that start..."

"Pilate's Wife's Dream" by Charlotte Bronte is a sad and love and deep and nature and inspirational and spiritual and romantic english poem consisting of 190 lines. This English poem by Charlotte Bronte demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "I've quenched my lamp, I struck it in that start Which every limb convulsed, I heard it fall­...", this piece explores themes of sad and love and deep and nature and inspirational and spiritual and romantic through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. Charlotte Bronte's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.

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About Charlotte Bronte

Charlotte Brontë (1816–1855) was an English novelist and poet best known for "Jane Eyre" (1847), a groundbreaking novel about a governess asserting her independence. Her poetry, published with her sisters as "Poems by Currer, Ellis and Acton Bell," explores passion and isolation.

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