Evening Poetry, February 25

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In Memory of a Happy Day in February
by Anne Brontë

Was it the smile of early spring
That made my bosom glow?
'Twas sweet, but neither sun nor wind
Could raise my spirit so.

Was it some feeling of delight,
All vague and undefined?
No, 'twas a rapture deep and strong,
Expanding in the mind!

You can find this poem in The Collected Poems of the Brontë Sisters.