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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;
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 Brontë 💜
— Apr 19, 2022 07:27AM
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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;
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 Brontë 💜
Karen Witzler
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Just jumping in at the middle and will continue wandering and marking throughout the year. Began somehow at Lewis Carroll and William Morris; a treasure and delight.
— Mar 03, 2022 07:31AM
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