I'm happiest now when most away
I can tear my soul from its mould of clay,
On a windy night when the moon is bright,
And my eye can wander through worlds of light.
On a windy night when the moon is bright,
And my eye can wander through worlds of light.
Evening Stroll
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When I am not, and none beside,
Nor earth, nor sea, nor cloudless sky,
But only spirit wandering wide
Through infinite immensity.
But only spirit wandering wide
Through infinite immensity.
"I'm Happiest Now When Most Away"
Emily Bronte
(1818-1848)
English novelist and poetess
Emily Bronte
(1818-1848)
English novelist and poetess
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