Shall earth no more inspire thee

Shall earth no more inspire thee

By Emily Bronte

Shall earth no more inspire thee,

Thou lonely dreamer now?

Since passion may not fire thee

Shall Nature cease to bow?


Thy mind is ever moving

In regions dark to thee;

Recall its useless roving—

Come back and dwell with me.


I know my mountain breezes

Enchant and soothe thee still—

I know my sunshine pleases

Despite thy wayward will.


When day with evening blending

Sinks from the summer sky,

I’ve seen thy spirit bending

In fond idolatry.


I’ve watched thee every hour;

I know my mighty sway,

I know my magic power

To drive thy griefs away.


Few hearts to mortals given

On earth so wildly pine;

Yet none would ask a heaven

More like this earth than thine.


Then let my winds caress thee;

Thy comrade let me be—

Since nought beside can bless thee,

Return and dwell with me.

About the author

Emily Jane Brontë (30 July 1818 – 19 December 1848) was an English novelist and poet who is best known for her only novel, Wuthering Heights, which is now considered a classic of English literature. She also published a book of poetry with her sisters Charlotte and Anne. It was titled ‘Poems’ and listed the authors as Currer, Ellis and Acton Bell.  Her poems were very highly regarded. She published under the pen name Ellis Bell. She was just 30 years old when she died of tuberculosis.


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