I read this poem two years ago in "Very Far Away from Anywhere Else" by Ursula K. Le Guin and thought it was a nice little poem. I spent a good amount of time looking for it this morning because all I could remember was it was written by one of the Bronte sisters and it was in some short Le Guin book. Those clues were barely enough to get me there. I'm glad I found it.
Riches I Hold In Light Esteem
by Emily Jane Brontë
Riches I hold in light esteem
And Love I laugh to scorn
And lust of Fame was but a dream
That vanished with the morn–
And if I pray, the only prayer
That moves my lips for me
Is–'Leave the heart that now I bear
And give me liberty.'
Yes, as my swift days near their goal
'Tis all that I implore
Through life and death, a chainless soul
With courage to endure!
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