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All for myself the sigh would swell,
The tear of anguish start;
I little knew what wilder woe
Had filled the Poet's heart. I did not know the nights of gloom,
The days of misery;
The long, long years of dark despair,
That crushed and tortured thee.

— Anne Brontë Poems by Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell (1846)

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