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By Emily Brontë

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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Emily Brontë
Emily Brontë’s first verses appeared in a book with work by her sisters Charlotte and Anne, pseudonymously titled Poems by Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell in order to conceal the authors’ gender. Emily’s poems are distinguished from her siblings’ by their sober tone and visionary spirituality, qualities also found in her famous novel, Wuthering Heights. See More By This Poet

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