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 triune publication of 1846; which gave also some witness of the latent and labouring powers, as yet unsure of aim and outlet, but feeling their unquiet way to right and left in the deep underworld of Charlotte Brontë's growing genius. But the final expression in verse of Emily's passionate and inspired intelligence was to be uttered from lips already whitened though not yet chilled by the present shadow of unterrifying death. No last words of poet or hero or sage or saint were ever worthy of longer and more reverent remembrance than that appeal which is so far above and beyond a prayer to the indestructible God within herself; a psalm of trust so strangely (as it seems) compounded of personal and pantheistic faith, at once fiery and solemn, full alike of