Come, the wind may never again
Blow as now it blows for us;
And the stars may never again shine as now they shine;
Long before October returns,
Seas of blood will have parted us;
And you must crush the love in your heart, and I the love in mine!
More verses by Emily Jane Brontë
- The Lady To Her Guitar
- Loud Without The Wind Was Roaring
- Riches I Hold In Light Esteem
- Oh, For The Time When I Shall Sleep
- R. Alcona To J. Brenzaida