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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=115558" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Song</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=115558" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The linnet in the rocky dells,<br> The moor-lark in the air,<br>The bee among the heather bells<br> That hide my lady fair:</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=115558" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The wild deer browse above her breast;<br> The wild birds raise their brood;<br>And they, her smiles of love caressed,<br> Have left her solitude!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=115558" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I ween, that when the grave's dark wall<br> Did first her form retain,<br>They thought their hearts could ne'er recall<br> The light of joy again.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=115558" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">They thought the tide of grief would flow<br> Unchecked through future years;<br>But where is all their anguish now,<br> And where are all their tears?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=115558" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Well, let them fight for honour's breath,<br> Or pleasure's shade pursue—<br>The dweller in the land of death<br> Is changed and careless too.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=115558" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And, if their eyes should watch and weep<br> Till sorrow's source were dry,<br>She would not, in her tranquil sleep,<br> Return a single sigh!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=115558" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Blow, west-wind, by the lonely mound,<br> And murmur, summer-streams—<br>There is no need of other sound<br> To soothe my lady's dreams.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Emily+Bront%C3%AB">Emily Brontë</a></strong> from <em><a href="http://sources.citatepedia.com/from.php?a=Emily+Bront%C3%AB&d=Poems+by+Currer%2C+Ellis%2C+and+Acton+Bell">Poems by Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell</a></em></div>

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