by Emily Brontë (1818 - 1848)

Language: English 
Ah! because the dazzling sun
Restored my earth to joy
Why, have you departed, every one,
And left a desert sky?

Thru the glorious night, your eyes
Were gazing down in mine
And with a full heart's thankful sighs
I blessed that watch divine!

I was at peace, and drank your beams
As they were life to me
Thought followed thought,  star followed star
Thru boundless regions on
while one sweet influence near and far,
Thrilled thru and proved us one.

Why did the morning rise to break so great, so pure a spell
And scorch with fire the tranquil cheek
Where your cool radiance fell?

O stars and dreams and Gentle Night
O Night and stars return!
And hide me from the hostile light
That does not warm, but burn

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Set in a modified version by Terry Fisk, Alfred Jepson.

Researcher for this text: Victoria Brago

This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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Word count: 131