Emily Brontë

“ Like common blood—retain thy breath
Or scheme, if thou canst purchase death.
When men are poor we sometimes hear
And pitying grant that dastard prayer;
When men are rich, we make them buy
The pleasant privilege, to die. ”

“ I could not rescue him; his child
I found alive and tended well;
But she was full of anguish wild,
And hated me, like burning [?] hell;
And weary with her savage woe
One moonless night I let her go.
This work was published before January 1, 1928, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago. ”