by Emily Brontë (1818 - 1848)
Come, walk with me
Language: English
Come, walk with me, There's only thee To bless my spirit now Come, walk with me, There's only thee To bless my spirit now We used to love on winter nights To wander thru the snow; Can we not woo back our delights? The clouds rush dark and wild They fleck with shade our mountain heights And on the horizon rest at last The same as long ago. Come, walk with me There's only thee; We once were not so few, But Death has stolen our company He took them one by one and we Are left the only two; So closer do my feelings twine Because they have no stay but thine.
Authorship
- by Emily Brontë (1818 - 1848) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)
- by John Mitchell (b. 1941), "Come, walk with me", op. 17 no. 4 (1976), from Visions from the Earth, no. 4. [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Victoria Brago
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 21
Word count: 113