Heavy hangs the raindrop From the burdened spray Heavy broods the damp mist On uplands far away Heavy looms the dull sky Heavy rolls the sea And heavy beats the young heart Beneath that lonely tree Never has a blue streak Cleft the clouds since morn Never has his grim fate Smiled since he was born Frowning on the infant, Shadowing childhood's joy Guardian angel knows not That melancholy boy Day is passing swiftly Its sad and sombre prime Youth is fast invading Sterner manhood's' time All the flowers are praying For sun before they close And he prays too unknowing That sunless human rose Blossoms that the west-wind Has never wooed to blow Scentless are thy petals Your dew as cold as snow Soul, where kindred kindness No early promise woke Barren is your beauty As weed upon the rock Whither [brother]1 whither [Your life was]2 vainly given Earth reserves no blessing For the unblessed of heaven
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Note: in the Fisk work, this is sung by Earnshaw
1 Bronte: "brothers"
2 Bronte: "you were"
- by Emily Brontë (1818 - 1848), no title [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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- by Terry Fisk , "Heavy hangs the raindrop", published 2002 [voice, piano], from Wuthering Heights, no. 8. [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Terry Fisk
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