'Tis moonlight, summer moonlight,
All soft and still and fair-
The solemn hour of midnight
Breathes sweet thoughts everywhere.
Reflections On The Summer Solstice Full Moon
(2016)
Photograph by Tim Kirchoff
Image courtesy/Fine Art America
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 around her head.
'Tis Moonlight, Summer Moonlight
(1840)
Emily Bronte
(1818-1848)
English novelist and poet
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