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Bronte, Emily - Yes, as I mused, the naked room The flickering firelight died away
Identifier
002831
Type of Spiritual Experience
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Yes, as I mused, the naked room
The flickering firelight died away
And from the midst of cheerless gloom
I passed to bright unclouded day
A little and a lone green lane
That opened on a common wide
A distant, dreamy, dim blue chain
Of mountains circling every side
A heaven so clear, an earth so calm
So sweet, so soft, so hushed an air
And deepening still the dream like charm
Wild moor sheep feeding everywhere
That was the scene, I knew it well
I knew the pathways far and near
That, winding o'er each billowy swell
Marked out the tracks of wandering deer
Could I have lingered but an hour
It well had paid a week of toil
But truth has banished fancy's power
I hear my dungeon bars recoil
Even as I stood with raptured eye
Absorbed in bliss so deep and clear
My hour of rest had fleeted by
And given me back to weary care