(30 July 1818 – 19 December 1848 / Thornton / Yorkshire)

[long Neglect Has Worn Away]

Long neglect has worn away
Half the sweet enchanting smile;
Time has turned the bloom to gray;
Mold and damp the face defile.

But that lock of silky hair,
Still beneath the picture twined,
Tells what once those features were,
Paints their image on the mind.

Fair the hand that traced that line,
“Dearest, ever deem me true”;
Swiftly flew the fingers fine
When the pen that motto drew.

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Fading of a beauty due to long negalect is not uncommon but it still retains tale telll marks of beauty with it. Well deserved classic poem of the day.
Fair the hand that traced that line, “Dearest, ever deem me true”; Swiftly flew the fingers fine When the pen that motto drew. ///// beautiful poetic expression
this is a beautiful piece, but takes skills to understand
CONGRATULATIONS to the Bronte Family in the UK for being chosen as The Classic Poem Of The Day bt Poem Hunter and Team. Hurray! Thank you so much for sharing. May she rest in peace.
(2) In those days, hygiene was still a long way off, by the way not only in England, but hygiene was still on the back burner throughout the world, which is why many children died in the Bronté house and this poem is about aging or about an illness she had seen. Beautiful words as I know hers. Excellent poem and oft so touching. CONGRATS.
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