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Come, Walk With Me

By Emily Bronte

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Come, walk with me,     There's only thee     To bless my spirit now     We used to love on winter nights     To wander through the snow;     Can we not woo back old delights?     The clouds rush dark and wild     They fleck with shade our mountain heights     The same as long ago     And on the horizon rest at last     In looming masses piled;     While moonbeams flash and fly so fast     We scarce can say they smiled     Come walk with me, come walk with me;     We were not once so few     But Death has stolen our company     As sunshine steals the dew     He took them one by one and we     Are left the only two;     So closer would my feelings twine     Because they have no stay but thine     'Nay call me not, it may not be     Is human love so true?     Can Friendship's flower droop on for years     And then revive anew?     No, though the soil be wet with tears,     How fair soe'er it grew     The vital sap once perished     Will never flow again     And surer than that dwelling dread,     The narrow dungeon of the dead     Time parts the hearts of men'

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About Emily Bronte

Emily Brontë (1818–1848) was an English novelist and poet best known for "Wuthering Heights." Her poetry—intense, visionary, and often exploring themes of nature, death, and spiritual longing—was praised by critics after her early death at age 30.

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