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Poem by Emily Jane Brontë


Spellbound


The night is darkening round me,
The wild winds coldly blow;
But a tyrant spell has bound me
And I cannot, cannot go.

The giant trees are bending
Their bare boughs weighed with snow.
And the storm is fast descending,
And yet I cannot go.

Clouds beyond clouds above me,
Wastes beyond wastes below;
But nothing drear can move me;
I will not, cannot go. 



Emily Jane Brontë


Emily Jane Brontë's other poems:
  1. The Elder's Rebuke
  2. Often Rebuked, Yet Always Back Returning
  3. Well Hast Thou Spoke
  4. The Wind Was Rough Which Tore
  5. Shall Earth No More Inspire Thee


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