<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=115624" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Night-Wind</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here again is the same mind in converse with a like abstraction. 'The Night-Wind,' breathing through an open window, has visited an ear which discerned language in its whispers.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In summer's mellow midnight,<br> A cloudless moon shone through<br>Our open parlour window,<br> And rose-trees wet with dew.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I sat in silent musing;<br> The soft wind waved my hair;<br>It told me heaven was glorious,<br> And sleeping earth was fair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I needed not its breathing<br> To bring such thoughts to me;<br>But still it whispered lowly,<br> How dark the woods will be!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'The thick leaves in my murmur<br> Are rustling like a dream,<br>And all their myriad voices<br> Instinct with spirit seem.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I said, "Go, gentle singer,<br> Thy wooing voice is kind:<br>But do not think its music<br> Has power to reach my mind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Play with the scented flower,<br> The young tree's supple bough,<br>And leave my human feelings<br> In their own course to flow.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The wanderer would not heed me;<br> Its kiss grew warmer still.<br>'O come!' it sighed so sweetly;<br> 'I'll win thee 'gainst thy will.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Were we not friends from childhood?<br> Have I not loved thee long?<br>As long as thou, the solemn night,<br> Whose silence wakes my song.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'And when thy heart is resting<br> Beneath the church-aisle stone,<br>I shall have time for mourning,<br> And thou for being alone.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Emily+Bront%C3%AB">Emily Brontë</a> from <i>Selections from the literary remains of Emily and Anne Brontë</i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=115624" data-title="The Night-Wind de Emily Brontë" data-description="Here again is the same mind in converse with a like abstraction. 'The Night-Wind,' breathing through an open window, has visited an ear which discerned language in its whispers./In summer's mellow midnight,/ A cloudless moon shone through/Our open..."></div> </div> </div>

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