In A Human Moment

Miscellany from the 19th century

The night is darkening round me

The night is darkening round me
The wild winds coldly blow;
But a tyrant spell has bound me,
And I cannot, cannot go.

The giant trees are bending,
Their bare boughs weighed with snow;
The storm is fast descending,
And yet I cannot go.

Clouds beyond clouds above me,
Wastes upon wastes below;
But nothing drear can move me,
And I will not, cannot go.

— Emily Bronte

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