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			<pubDate>Mon, 07 Oct 2013 07:35:39 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>No coward soul is mine      --Emily Bronte</title>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 26 Nov 2012 04:54:46 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[No coward soul is mine 
No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere  
I see Heaven's glories shine  
And Faith shines equal arming me from Fear ...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">No coward soul is mine<br />
No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere <br />
I see Heaven's glories shine <br />
And Faith shines equal arming me from Fear <br />
God within my breast <br />
Almighty ever-present Deity <br />
Life, that in me hast rest <br />
As I Undying Life, have power in Thee! <br />
Vain are the thousand creeds <br />
That move men's hearts, unutterably vain, <br />
Worthless as withered weeds <br />
Or idlest froth amid the boundless main <br />
To waken doubt in one <br />
Holding so fast by thy infinity <br />
So surely anchored on <br />
The steadfast rock of Immortality <br />
With wide-embracing love <br />
Thy spirit animates eternal years <br />
Pervades and broods above, <br />
Changes, sustains, dissolves, creates and rears <br />
Though Earth and moon were gone <br />
And suns and universes ceased to be <br />
And thou wert left alone <br />
Every Existence would exist in thee <br />
There is not room for Death <br />
Nor atom that his might could render void <br />
Since thou art Being and Breath <br />
And what thou art may never be destroyed</blockquote>

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			<title>I posted two poems of Emily Bronte here</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 22 Nov 2012 07:44:39 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>I have posted two poems of Emily Bronte here. Though she is famous for her novel :The wuthering heights. 
But I found her poem echo the same feeling...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">I have posted two poems of Emily Bronte here. Though she is famous for her novel :The wuthering heights.<br />
But I found her poem echo the same feeling like her novel.  It make me feel chilly especially the winter is coming.<br />
Everything withers. However, from the lines ,you will much appreciate the imagination of the landscape that make you  think about things about eternity, nature.Well.It is just my my personal feeling when I read her poems. <br />
And I believe I will keep find the beauty thing lying in her other poems :nod:</blockquote>

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			<title>The Sun Has Set            ---Emily Bronte</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 22 Nov 2012 07:40:30 GMT</pubDate>
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&#12288;&#12288;The sun has set, and the long grass now <br />
&#12288;&#12288;Waves dreamily in the evening wind; <br />
&#12288;&#12288;And the wild bird has flown from that old gray stone <br />
&#12288;&#12288;In some warm nook a couch to find. <br />
&#12288;&#12288; <br />
&#12288;&#12288;In all the lonely landscape round <br />
&#12288;&#12288;I see no light and hear no sound, <br />
&#12288;&#12288;Except the wind that far away <br />
&#12288;&#12288;Come sighing o'er the healthy sea.</blockquote>

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			<title>I am the only being   --Emily Bronte</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 22 Nov 2012 07:39:35 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[I am the only being whose doom  
&#12288;  No tongue would ask no eye would mourn  
&#12288;&#12288;I never caused a thought of gloom  
&#12288;&#12288;A smile of joy since I was born ...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">I am the only being whose doom <br />
&#12288;  No tongue would ask no eye would mourn <br />
&#12288;&#12288;I never caused a thought of gloom <br />
&#12288;&#12288;A smile of joy since I was born <br />
&#12288;&#12288; <br />
&#12288;&#12288;In secret pleasure - secret tears <br />
&#12288;&#12288;This changeful life has slipped away <br />
&#12288;&#12288;As friendless after eighteen years <br />
&#12288;&#12288;As lone as on my natal day <br />
&#12288;&#12288; <br />
&#12288;&#12288;There have been times I cannot hide <br />
&#12288;&#12288;There have been times when this was drear <br />
&#12288;&#12288;When my sad soul forgot its pride <br />
&#12288;&#12288;And longed for one to love me here <br />
&#12288;&#12288; <br />
&#12288;&#12288;But those were in the early glow <br />
&#12288;&#12288;Of feelings since subdued by care <br />
&#12288;&#12288;And they have died so long ago <br />
&#12288;&#12288;I hardly now believe they were <br />
&#12288;&#12288; <br />
&#12288;&#12288;First melted off the hope of youth <br />
&#12288;&#12288;Then Fancy's rainbow fast withdrew <br />
&#12288;&#12288;And then experience told me truth <br />
&#12288;&#12288;In mortal bosoms never grew <br />
&#12288;&#12288; <br />
&#12288;&#12288;'Twas grief enough to think mankind <br />
&#12288;&#12288;All hollow servile insincere - <br />
&#12288;&#12288;But worse to trust to my own mind <br />
&#12288;&#12288;And find the same corruption there <br />
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			<title>About Emily Bronte</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 20 Nov 2012 09:10:42 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>I love her poems very much.</description>
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			<title>Your little hand</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 20 Nov 2012 09:01:08 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Your little hand 
   
 Lying in the arms 
  
 With no smile and no cry 
 
 for you are in the dream forever 
 
How can I be slient</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">Your little hand<br />
  <br />
 Lying in the arms<br />
 <br />
 With no smile and no cry<br />
<br />
 for you are in the dream forever<br />
<br />
How can I be slient<br />
<br />
with the memory of your smile <br />
<br />
with the  imagination of your little hand waving in the air<br />
<br />
The young life <br />
<br />
The innnocent ones<br />
<br />
All gone with the hatred</blockquote>

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			<title>Lost in life</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 01 Jun 2010 05:04:55 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>I am lost in the guide of life, I felt confused,blur and uncertain. Despite I am out of the age of adolescence,I am bit of hesitant. I imagined that...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">I am lost in the guide of life, I felt confused,blur and uncertain. Despite I am out of the age of adolescence,I am bit of hesitant. I imagined that my favourite new age music, enya's music can't touch me anymore, but it is just imagination. I shall pick it up again, but I am lazy to do it. How many times I used to walk along the path of countryside, and how many time I used to enjoy the rhythm of rain, but now I am not excited about these things. Do I feel old or do I feel bored? I don't have much idea of it. I told myself this is life, and everyone gonna go through this sometimes in his or her life.</blockquote>

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			<title>Memorize the past</title>
			<link>https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?8223-Memorize-the-past</link>
			<pubDate>Fri, 15 May 2009 07:38:08 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>The past, 
      Like the incubus surrounds me, 
      Every second,Every Minute,and Every day. 
       
       The desolation, 
       Like the old...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">The past,<br />
      Like the incubus surrounds me,<br />
      Every second,Every Minute,and Every day.<br />
      <br />
       The desolation,<br />
       Like the old song,<br />
       never stop sigh.<br />
       And the Beloved one,<br />
       Sitting in the swing,<br />
       Listening to the sounds from the past,<br />
            <br />
        The wind,<br />
        Touch her slient face,<br />
        Echo with her voice inside.<br />
       <br />
        Life, <br />
        Like the quiet lake,<br />
        No dimple,but cold.</blockquote>

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			<title>Atlantic Sky</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 12 May 2009 08:52:48 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Atlantic Sky 
 
Drifting on the Atlantic 
Walking through the iceberg, 
For the moon, 
It becomes clear and bright. 
 
Standing alone in the...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">Atlantic Sky<br />
<br />
Drifting on the Atlantic<br />
Walking through the iceberg,<br />
For the moon,<br />
It becomes clear and bright.<br />
<br />
Standing alone in the darkness,<br />
For the belief,<br />
I conquer the fear,<br />
And enjoy the quiet sky<br />
<br />
Watching the northern star,<br />
For the whisper from the universe,<br />
I feel the destination of my soul,<br />
And see the Eden in the distant.<br />
<br />
Atlantic,<br />
You, waiting for me forever<br />
Wrap me in all the way,<br />
For the cold sunshine in my eyes,<br />
I am being home.</blockquote>

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			<title>Live life in imagination</title>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 11 May 2009 08:34:27 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Being independent, 
When you were thousands of miles away, 
 
I picked up my books and pen again, 
And return to innocence. 
 
Live my life in...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">Being independent,<br />
When you were thousands of miles away,<br />
<br />
I picked up my books and pen again,<br />
And return to innocence.<br />
<br />
Live my life in imagination,<br />
With the golden sunshine and golden barley,<br />
With white lilies in my hand,<br />
With my eye insight towards the far,<br />
With my long hair going with the wind.<br />
<br />
And wild child,<br />
With dream as wing,<br />
Stride firmly again.</blockquote>

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			<title>desired life</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 14 Apr 2009 08:57:48 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Desired life, without desire, 
  Desired life, walking in the road hand in hand, 
  Desired life, looking at the sky with 45 angle,  
  and Smiling....</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">Desired life, without desire,<br />
  Desired life, walking in the road hand in hand,<br />
  Desired life, looking at the sky with 45 angle, <br />
  and Smiling.<br />
  Desired life, trouble is a friend,<br />
  Desired life ,with music dancing around you,<br />
  Desired life, with fresh air,<br />
  Desired life, with innovated idea</blockquote>

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			<title>Waiting.</title>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 02 Mar 2009 11:50:48 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Sky, 
       blue as always, 
       dizzy, and florid. 
        
        Sun, 
        dazzling as always, 
        dry, and bored. 
        
  
   ...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">Sky,<br />
       blue as always,<br />
       dizzy, and florid.<br />
       <br />
        Sun,<br />
        dazzling as always,<br />
        dry, and bored.<br />
       <br />
 <br />
        North Africa,<br />
        As it used to be,<br />
        In my dream.<br />
        and there, <br />
<br />
       I am waiting as usual,<br />
       waiting for something,<br />
       waiting for the future,<br />
        cold,serene,and far.<br />
<br />
 ChinaRose.</blockquote>

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			<title>Echo</title>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 07 Feb 2009 13:43:13 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Walking in the moonlight, 
Peaceful starts like the flying notes, 
Shining over my head, 
Guide me to the eternity. 
 
The familiar voice, 
I...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore"><div style="text-align: center;">Walking in the moonlight,<br />
Peaceful starts like the flying notes,<br />
Shining over my head,<br />
Guide me to the eternity.<br />
<br />
The familiar voice,<br />
I recognize for centuries,<br />
Echo to my soul again.<br />
<br />
On the way toward the light,<br />
Hope cherished in the hand,<br />
The back dim in the darkness,<br />
Isolator linger along the path,<br />
To find the silence,<br />
Who is around everywhere,<br />
And whose beauty never be known.<br />
<br />
Remember it,<br />
For it never end.</div><br />
C.R :p</blockquote>

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			<title>To my lovely niece</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 03 Feb 2009 07:40:05 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Lovely girl, 
with the apple-cheeked , 
with the big eyes glittering, 
on the face, 
Since you were born, 
 
Lovely girl, 
With the naive appearence,...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore"><div style="text-align: center;">Lovely girl,<br />
with the apple-cheeked ,<br />
with the big eyes glittering,<br />
on the face,<br />
Since you were born,<br />
<br />
Lovely girl,<br />
With the naive appearence,<br />
With the kind heart,<br />
With the cluck,<br />
Like the angel bring cheer to her around world,<br />
<br />
Lovely girl,<br />
For my wish,<br />
To keep out all the danger for you,<br />
To hope you grow like the wild flower,<br />
Strong and Brilliant.<br />
<br />
C.R:yawnb:<br />
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