Cold in the earth
Far, far removed
Cold in the dreary grave
Have I forgot, my only Love, to love thee
Severed at last by Time's all-severing wave
Cold in the earth, and fifteen wild Decembers
From those brown hills have melted into spring
Faithful indeed is the spirit that remembers
After such years of change and suffering
But when the days of golden dreams had perished
And even Despair was powerless to destroy
Then did I learn how existence could be cherished
Then did I check the tears of useless passion
Weaned my young soul from yearning after thine
Sternly denied its burning wish to hasten
Down to that tomb already more than mine
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Cold in the earth
Far, far removed
Cold in the dreary grave
Have I forgot, my only Love, to love thee
Severed at last by Time's all-severing wave
Cold in the earth, and fifteen wild Decembers
From those brown hills have melted into spring
Faithful indeed is the spirit that remembers
After such years of change and suffering
But when the days of golden dreams had perished
And even Despair was powerless to destroy
Then did I learn how existence could be cherished
Then did I check the tears of useless passion
Weaned my young soul from yearning after thine
Sternly denied its burning wish to hasten
Down to that tomb already more than mine
Far, far removed
Cold in the dreary grave
Have I forgot, my only Love, to love thee
Severed at last by Time's all-severing wave
Cold in the earth, and fifteen wild Decembers
From those brown hills have melted into spring
Faithful indeed is the spirit that remembers
After such years of change and suffering
But when the days of golden dreams had perished
And even Despair was powerless to destroy
Then did I learn how existence could be cherished
Then did I check the tears of useless passion
Weaned my young soul from yearning after thine
Sternly denied its burning wish to hasten
Down to that tomb already more than mine
Writer: Emily Brontë
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