Sunday, May 11, 2014

Upon Her Soothing Breast by Emily Brontë





"Upon her soothing breast
She lulled her little child,
A winter sunset in the west
A heavy glory smiled.
I gazed within thine earnest eyes
And read the sorrow brooding there;
I heard thy young breast torn with sighs,
And envied such despair."


~Emily Brontë~


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