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Emily Jane Brontë: The Complete Poems | ||
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[Mild the mist upon the hill]
Mild the mist upon the hill
Telling not of storms tomorrow
No the day has wept its fill
Spent its store of silent sorrow
Telling not of storms tomorrow
No the day has wept its fill
Spent its store of silent sorrow
110
Oh I'm gone back to the days of youth
I am a child once more
And 'neath my father's sheltering roof
And near the old hall door
I am a child once more
And 'neath my father's sheltering roof
And near the old hall door
I watch this cloudy evening fall
After a day of rain
Blue mists sweet mists of summer pall
The horizon's mountain chain
After a day of rain
Blue mists sweet mists of summer pall
The horizon's mountain chain
The damp stands in the long green grass
As thick as morning's tears
And dreamy scents of fragrance pass
That breathe of other years
As thick as morning's tears
And dreamy scents of fragrance pass
That breathe of other years
Emily Jane Brontë: The Complete Poems | ||