Emily Jane Brontë

(30 July 1818 – 19 December 1848 / Thornton / Yorkshire)

Spellbound - Poem by Emily Jane Brontë

The night is darkening round me,
The wild winds coldly blow;
But a tyrant spell has bound me
And I cannot, cannot go.

The giant trees are bending
Their bare boughs weighed with snow.
And the storm is fast descending,
And yet I cannot go.

Clouds beyond clouds above me,
Wastes beyond wastes below;
But nothing drear can move me;
I will not, cannot go.

Comments about Spellbound by Emily Jane Brontë

  • Rajnish Manga (1/2/2015 9:43:00 AM)

    You have painted a lovely landscape of winter days in this beautiful poem. I would like to quote at least one line:
    But a tyrant spell has bound me
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  • (1/2/2015 9:00:00 AM)

    wonderful writings and it is awesome. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 19, 2011

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