Aye there it is - it wakes tonight Sweet thoughts that will not die And feeling's fires flash all as bright As in the years gone by [...]1 Yes I could swear that glorious wind Has swept the world aside Has dashed its memory from [my]2 mind Like foam bells from the tide And thou art now a spirit pouring Thy presence into all The essence of the Tempest's roaring And of the Tempest's fall A universal influence From [my]3 own influence free A principle of life intense Lost to mortality Thus truly when the breast is cold [The]4 prisoned soul shall rise The dungeon mingle with the mould The captive with the skies
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Note: in the Fisk work, this is sung by Heathcliff
1 lines 5-8 omitted by Fisk
2 Bronte: "thy"
3 Bronte: "thine"
4 Bronte: "Thy
- by Emily Brontë (1818 - 1848) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
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- by Terry Fisk , "Aye there it is, it wakes tonight", published 2002 [voice, piano], from Wuthering Heights, no. 41. [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Terry Fisk
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