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Emily Brontë

Emily Brontë

Shall earth no more inspire thee

Shall earth no more inspire thee,
Thou lonely dreamer now?
Since passion may not fire thee
Shall Nature cease to bow?
 
Thy mind is ever moving
In regions dark to thee;
Recall its useless roving—
Come back and dwell with me.
 
I know my mountain breezes
Enchant and soothe thee still—
I know my sunshine pleases
Despite thy wayward will.
 
When day with evening blending
Sinks from the summer sky,
I’ve seen thy spirit bending
In fond idolatry.
 
I’ve watched thee every hour;
I know my mighty sway,
I know my magic power
To drive thy griefs away.
 
Few hearts to mortals given
On earth so wildly pine;
Yet none would ask a heaven
More like this earth than thine.
 
Then let my winds caress thee;
Thy comrade let me be—
Since nought beside can bless thee,
Return and dwell with me.

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