Emily Jane Brontë (Эмили Бронте)

Silent Is the House

Come, the wind may never again
Blow as now it blows for us;
And the stars may never again shine as now they shine;
Long before October returns,
Seas of blood will have parted us;
And you must crush the love in your heart, and I the love in mine! 

1. The Elder's Rebuke
2. Well Hast Thou Spoke
3. Often Rebuked, Yet Always Back Returning
4. High Waving Heather 'Neath Stormy Blasts Bending
5. Warning and Reply

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