Poems Of The Week

[jazzy_dave]

Two more English Poets -

The Night Is Darkening Around Me

Poem by Emily Jane Brontë

he night is darkening round me,
The wild winds coldly blow ;
But a tyrant spell has bound me,
And I cannot, cannot go.

The giant trees are bending
Their bare boughs weighed with snow ;
The storm is fast descending,
And yet I cannot go.

Clouds beyond clouds above me,
Wastes beyond wastes below ;
But nothing drear can move me :
I will not, cannot go.


When I Have Fears

Poem by John Keats



When I have fears that I may cease to be
Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain,
Before high-piled books, in charactery,
Hold like rich garners the full ripen'd grain;
When I behold, upon the night's starr'd face,
Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,
And think that I may never live to trace
Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance;
And when I feel, fair creature of an hour,
That I shall never look upon thee more,
Never have relish in the faery power
Of unreflecting love; - then on the shore
Of the wide world I stand alone, and think
Till love and fame to nothingness do sink.

Comments

[thespian15.livejournal.com]

Go Emily Go. :p
Hugs, Jon

[kabuldur.livejournal.com]

I like both these poems :)

[a-phoenixdragon.livejournal.com]

*HUGS*