15 de ago de 2009

THE NIGHT IS DARKENING ROUND ME

(Tela de John Atkinson Grimshaw)

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 beyond wastes below ;
But nothing drear can move me :
I will not, cannot go.


Emily Bronte

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