Emily Jane Brontë

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

'Tis Moonlight, Summer Moonlight - Poem by Emily Jane Brontë

'Tis moonlight, summer moonlight,
All soft and still and fair;
The solemn hour of midnight
Breathes sweet thoughts everywhere,

But most where trees are sending
Their breezy boughs on high,
Or stooping low are lending
A shelter from the sky.

And there in those wild bowers
A lovely form is laid;
Green grass and dew-steeped flowers
Wave gently round her head.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002



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