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Far, far away is mirth withdrawn Part 1
>> Emily Bronte <<
Far, far away is mirth withdrawn 'Tis three long hours before the morn And I watch lonely, drearily - So come thou shade commune with me
Deserted one ! thy corpse lies cold And mingled with a foreign mould - Year after year the grass grows green Above the dust where thou hast been.
I will not name thy blighted name Tarnished by unforgotton shame Though not because my bosom torn Joins the mad world in all its scorn -
Thy phantom face is dark with woe Tears have left ghastly traces there, Those ceaseless tears ! I wish their flow Could quench thy wild despair.
They deluge my heart like the rain On cursed Gomorrah's howling plain - Yet when I hear thy foes deride I must cling closely to thy side -
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