Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
Lengthen night and shorten day!
Every leaf speaks bliss to me,
Fluttering from the autumn tree.
Lengthen night and shorten day!
Every leaf speaks bliss to me,
Fluttering from the autumn tree.
I shall smile when wreaths of
snow
Blossom where the rose should
grow;
I shall sing when night’s
decay
Ushers in a drearier day.
~ Emily Brontë ~
*Photion reblogged from tumblr
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