09-09-2009, 01:28 PM
<b><font color="red">Riches I hold in light esteem
And Love I laugh to scorn
And lust of Fame was but a dream
That vanished with the mornâ
And if I pray, the only prayer
That moves my lips for me
Isâ"Leave the heart that now I bear
And give me liberty."
Yes, as my swift days near their goal
'Tis all that I implore
Through life and death, a chainless soul
With courage to endure!</font id="red"></b>
<b><font color="blue">By Emily Bronte</font id="blue"></b>
And Love I laugh to scorn
And lust of Fame was but a dream
That vanished with the mornâ
And if I pray, the only prayer
That moves my lips for me
Isâ"Leave the heart that now I bear
And give me liberty."
Yes, as my swift days near their goal
'Tis all that I implore
Through life and death, a chainless soul
With courage to endure!</font id="red"></b>
<b><font color="blue">By Emily Bronte</font id="blue"></b>