The starry night shall comfort bring: Go out upon the breezy moor; Watch for a bird with sable [wing]2 And beak and talons dropping gore. It will perch on a heathy swell Against the light of the coming moon; Then, poor wretch, thy misery tell: Thou shalt have the wished-for boon.
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1 Jeffreys: "wings" (in the facsimile edition) ; however, sometimes sung "wing".
- by Emily Brontë (1818 - 1848), no title, written 1838 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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