Poems by Patrick Bronte

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"Study to show thyself approved unto God, a workman that needeth not to be ashamed, rightly dividing the word of truth." 2 TIMOTHY ii. 15.
All you who turn the sturdy soil,
When warm'd with zeal, my rustic Muse
Aloft on the brow of a mountain,
One sunny morn of May,
Should poverty, modest and clean,
The shower is past, and the sky
The sun shines bright, the morning's fair,
When, Reverend Sir, your good design,
The joyous day illumes the sky
Rude winter's come, the sky's o'ercast,