by Emily Brontë (Author), Anne (Author), Charlotte (Author)

I've quench'd my lamp, I struck it in that start

Which every limb convulsed, I heard it fall—

The crash blent with my sleep, I saw depart

Its light, even as I woke, on yonder wall;

Over against my bed, there shone a gleam

Strange, faint, and mingling also with my dream.

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January 25, 2017
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