Reflection: Three Poems by Emily Brontë

Song Cycle by Ronald A. Beckett

Word count: 168

1. Fall, leaves, fall  [sung text not yet checked]

Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
Lengthen night and shorten day;
Every leaf speaks bliss to me
Fluttering from the autumn tree.

I shall smile when wreaths of snow
Blossom where the rose should grow;
I shall sing when night's decay
Ushers in a drearier day.

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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

2. The sun has set  [sung text not yet checked]

 The sun has set, and the long grass [now]1
 Waves [dreamily]2 in the evening wind; 
 [And the wild bird has flown from that old gray stone 
 In some warm nook a couch to find. 

 In all the lonely landscape round 
 I see no [light]3 and hear no sound, 
 Except the wind [that far away]4
 Come sighing o'er the healthy sea.]5

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Note: in the Fisk work, this is sung by Nelly
1 omitted by Mitchell.
2 Fisk: "dreaming"
3 Mitchell: "sight"
4 Mitchell: "which"
5 omitted by Fisk

Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

3. The sun has set  [sung text not yet checked]

 The sun has set, and the long grass [now]1
 Waves [dreamily]2 in the evening wind; 
 [And the wild bird has flown from that old gray stone 
 In some warm nook a couch to find. 

 In all the lonely landscape round 
 I see no [light]3 and hear no sound, 
 Except the wind [that far away]4
 Come sighing o'er the healthy sea.]5

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View original text (without footnotes)
Note: in the Fisk work, this is sung by Nelly
1 omitted by Mitchell.
2 Fisk: "dreaming"
3 Mitchell: "sight"
4 Mitchell: "which"
5 omitted by Fisk

Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]