D. (dalaruan) wrote,
D.
dalaruan

chainless soul

O between distress and pleasure
Fond affection cannot be;
Wretched hearts in vain would treasure
Friendship's joys when others flee.

Well I know thine eye would never
Smile while mine grieved willingly;
Yet I know thine eye for ever
Could not weep in sympathy.

Let us part; the time is over
When I thought and felt like thee;
I will be an ocean rover,
I will sail the desert sea.

[...]

Day by day some dreary token
Will forsake thy memory,
Till at last, all old links broken,
I shall be a dream to thee.

Emily Brontë, Song, October 15, 1839


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