Emily Jane Bronte

Emily Jane Bronte

1,000 карма
United Kingdom (Great Britain)

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IS moonlight, summer moonlight,
All soft and still and fair;
The solemn hour of
Breathes sweet thoughts everywhere,
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Hope was but a timid friend-She sat without my grated
Watching how my fate would
Even as selfish-hearted men
She was cruel in her fear
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I do not weep;
I would not weep;
Our mother needs no tears:
Dry thine eyes, too; 'tis vain to
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"The winter wind is loud and wild,
Come close to me, my darling child;
Forsake thy books, and mateless play;
And, while the night is gathering gray,
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The moon is full this winter night;
The stars are clear, though few;
And every window glistens
With leaves of frozen dew
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Well hast thou spoken, and yet, not taught A feeling strange or new;
Thou hast but roused a latent thought,
A cloud-closed beam of sunshine, brought To gleam in open view
Deep down, concealed within my soul, That light lies hid from...
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I knew not 'twas so dire a
To say the word, "Adieu;"But this shall be the only
My lips or heart shall sue
That wild hill-side, the winter morn,
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