No coward soul is mine

Original Text: 
Emily Brontë, The Complete Poems of Emily Jane Brontë, ed. Clement Shorter, collected by C. W. Hatfield (London: Hodder and Stoughton, 1923): 55-56. PR 4172 A1 1923 Robarts Library
1    No coward soul is mine,
2No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere :
3    I see Heaven's glories shine,
4And Faith shines equal, arming me from Fear.
5    O God within my breast,
6Almighty, ever-present Deity !
7    Life, that in me has rest,
8As I, undying Life, have power in Thee !
9    Vain are the thousand creeds
10That move men's hearts : unutterably vain ;
11    Worthless as withered weeds,
12Or idlest froth amid the boundless main,
13    To waken doubt in one
14Holding so fast by Thy infinity,
15    So surely anchored on
16The steadfast rock of Immortality.
17    With wide-embracing love
18Thy Spirit animates eternal years,
19    Pervades and broods above,
20Changes, sustains, dissolves, creates, and rears.
21    Though earth and moon were gone,
22And suns and universes ceased to be,
23    And Thou wert left alone,
24Every existence would exist in Thee.
25    There is not room for Death,
26Nor atom that his might could render void :
27    Thou -- THOU art Being and Breath,
28And what THOU art may never be destroyed.
Publication Start Year: 
RPO poem Editors: 
Ian Lancashire
RPO Edition: 
RPO 1996-2000.