Frases de Anne Brontë

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Anne Brontë

Fecha de nacimiento: 17. Enero 1820
Fecha de muerte: 28. Mayo 1849
Otros nombres:آن برونته, ಅನ್ನೆ ಬ್ರೊನ್

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Anne Brontë fue una novelista y poetisa británica, la más joven de la familia Brontë, autora de dos novelas que hoy son clásicas de la literatura inglesa.

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Frases Anne Brontë

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„All novels are, or should be, written for both men and women to read, and I am at loss to conceive how a man should permit himself to write anything that would be really disgraceful to a woman, or why a woman should be censured for writing anything that would be proper and becoming for a man.“

—  Anne Brontë, The Tenant of Wildfell Hall
Context: I am satisfied that if a book is a good one, it is so whatever the sex of the author may be. All novels are, or should be, written for both men and women to read, and I am at loss to conceive how a man should permit himself to write anything that would be really disgraceful to a woman, or why a woman should be censured for writing anything that would be proper and becoming for a man. Preface, 2nd edition (22 July 1848)

„But he, that dares not grasp the thorn
Should never crave the rose.“

—  Anne Brontë
Context: On all her breezes borne Earth yields no scents like those; But he, that dares not grasp the thorn Should never crave the rose.

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„I ask not how remote the day
Nor what the sinner's woe
Before their dross is purged away,
Enough for me to know“

—  Anne Brontë
Context: p>I ask not how remote the day Nor what the sinner's woe Before their dross is purged away, Enough for me to knowThat when the cup of wrath is drained, The metal purified, They'll cling to what they once disdained, And live by Him that died.</p

„But then to wake and find it flown,
The dream of happiness destroyed,
To find myself unloved, alone,
What tongue can speak the dreary void?
A heart whence warm affections flow,
Creator, thou hast given to me,
And am I only thus to know
How sweet the joys of love would be?“

—  Anne Brontë
Context: But then to wake and find it flown, The dream of happiness destroyed, To find myself unloved, alone, What tongue can speak the dreary void? A heart whence warm affections flow, Creator, thou hast given to me, And am I only thus to know How sweet the joys of love would be?

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„How sweet to feel its helpless form
Depending thus on me alone!
And while I hold it safe and warm
What bliss to think it is my own!
To feel my hand so kindly prest,
To know myself beloved at last,
To think my heart has found a rest,
My life of solitude is past!“

—  Anne Brontë
Context: How sweet to feel its helpless form Depending thus on me alone! And while I hold it safe and warm What bliss to think it is my own! To feel my hand so kindly prest, To know myself beloved at last, To think my heart has found a rest, My life of solitude is past!

„While on my lonely couch I lie,
I seldom feel myself alone,
For fancy fills my dreaming eye
With scenes and pleasures of its own.“

—  Anne Brontë
Context: While on my lonely couch I lie, I seldom feel myself alone, For fancy fills my dreaming eye With scenes and pleasures of its own. Then I may cherish at my breast An infant's form beloved and fair, May smile and soothe it into rest With all a Mother's fondest care.

„My God! O let me call Thee mine!
Weak, wretched sinner though I be,
My trembling soul would fain be Thine,
My feeble faith still clings to Thee.“

—  Anne Brontë
Context: My God! O let me call Thee mine! Weak, wretched sinner though I be, My trembling soul would fain be Thine, My feeble faith still clings to Thee.

„I have no horror of death: if I thought it inevitable I think I could quietly resign myself to the prospect ... But I wish it would please God to spare me not only for Papa's and Charlotte's sakes, but because I long to do some good in the world before I leave it.“

—  Anne Brontë
Context: I have no horror of death: if I thought it inevitable I think I could quietly resign myself to the prospect... But I wish it would please God to spare me not only for Papa's and Charlotte's sakes, but because I long to do some good in the world before I leave it. I have many schemes in my head for future practice – humble and limited indeed – but still I should not like them all to come to nothing, and myself to have lived to so little purpose. But God's will be done. Letter to Ellen Hussey (5 April 1849), published in The Letters of Charlotte Brontë : With a Selection of Letters by Family and Friends (1995), edited by Margaret Smith, Vol. II: 1848–1851, p. 195

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