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Poem by Emily Jane Brontë


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The sun has set, and the long grass now
Waves dreamily in the evening wind;
And the wild bird has flown from that old gray stone
In some warm nook a couch to find.

In all the lonely landscape round
I see no light and hear no sound,
Except the wind that far away
Come sighing o'er the healthy sea.



Emily Jane Brontë


Emily Jane Brontë's other poems:
  1. The Wanderer from the Fold
  2. Honour's Martyr
  3. I See Around Me Tombstones Grey
  4. Yes, Holy Be Thy Resting Place
  5. Self-Interrogation


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