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Lyric Poem · Nature

How still, how happy!

by Emily Brontë

1How still, how happy! Those are words

2That once would scarce agree together;

3I loved the plashing of the surge -

4The changing heaven the breezy weather,

5More than smooth seas and cloudless skies

6And solemn, soothing, softened airs

7That in the forest woke no sighs

8And from the green spray shook no tears.

9How still, how happy! now I feel

10Where silence dwells is sweeter far

11Than laughing mirth's most joyous swell

12However pure its raptures are.

13Come, sit down on this sunny stone:

14'Tis wintry light o'er flowerless moors -

15But sit - for we are all alone

16And clear expand heaven's breathless shores.

17I could think in the withered grass

18Spring's budding wreaths we might discern;

19The violet's eye might shyly flash

20And young leaves shoot among the fern.

21It is but thought - full many a night

22The snow shall clothe those hills afar

23And storms shall add a drearier blight

24And winds shall wage a wilder war,

25Before the lark may herald in

26Fresh foliage twined with blossoms fair

27And summer days again begin

28Their glory - haloed crown to wear.

29Yet my heart loves December's smile

30As much as July's golden beam;

31Then let us sit and watch the while

32The blue ice curdling on the stream -

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How still, how happy!
Poet
Emily Brontë
Length
32 lines
Form
Lyric Poem
Themes
Nature, Winter, Love

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Emily Brontë1818–1848
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