"On The Death Of Anne Brontë" by Charlotte Brontё

And finally, a touching poem by the oldest of the three Brontё sisters Charlotte, dedicated to Anne who died on May 28, 1849.

Portrait of Anne, Emily and Charlotte Brontё by their brother Branwell (whose later removed image you can see between Emily and Charlotte)

There's little joy in life for me,
 And little terror in the grave;
I've lived the parting hour to see
 Of one I would have died to save.

Calmly to watch the failing breath,
 Wishing each sigh might be the last;
Longing to see the shade of death
 O'er those belovèd features cast.

The cloud, the stillness that must part
 The darling of my life from me;
And then to thank God from my heart,
 To thank Him well and fervently;

Although I knew that we had lost
 The hope and glory of our life;
And now, benighted, tempest-tossed,
 Must bear alone the weary strife.