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    Poems by Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell
    Poems by Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell
    Poems by Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell
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    Poems by Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell

    By Charlotte Bronte, Anne Brontë and Emily Brontë

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    "Forced to sit by his side and see his deeds; Forced to behold that visage, hour by hour, In whose gaunt lines the abhorrent gazer reads A triple lust of gold, and blood, and power; A soul whom motives fierce, yet abject, urge—Rome's servile slave, and Judah's tyrant scourge." 'Poems by Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell' was a volume of poetry published jointly by the three Brontë sisters, Charlotte, Emily and Anne in 1846 and their first joint work in print. Charlotte is famous as the author of the classic novel "Jane Eyre".
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherDigiCat
    Release dateSep 15, 2022
    ISBN8596547318590
    Poems by Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell
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    Charlotte Bronte

    Charlotte Brontë (1816–1855) was an English novelist and poet, the eldest of the three Brontë sister authors. Her novels are considered masterpieces of English literature – the most famous of which is Jane Eyre.

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