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Bronte, Emily - The Old Stoic

Identifier

000022

Type of Spiritual Experience

Background

she was dying from TB.

A description of the experience

The Old Stoic

Riches I hold in light esteem
And love I laugh to scorn
And lust of fame was but a dream
That vanished with the morn

And if I pray, the only prayer
That moves my lips for me
Is – '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.

The source of the experience

Bronte, Emily

Concepts, symbols and science items

Concepts

Adversity
Soul

Symbols

Science Items

Activities and commonsteps

Commonsteps

Courage

References

Emily Bronte - The Old Stoic