It’s the birthday of Emily Brontë (1818-1848), who is remembered — when she’s remembered at all — as the author of Wuthering Heights, her only novel. Not many know that she was also one of the finest English poets of the nineteenth century. Here is a choral setting by Ola Gjeilo of one of her poems.
When days of beauty deck the earth
Or stormy nights descend
How well my spirit knows the path
On which it ought to wend
It seeks the consecrated spot
Beloved in childhood’s years
The space between is all forgot
Its sufferings and its tears.
I loved that book, and I loved “Jane Eyre” written by Emily’s sister. That poetry was beautiful! Thanks for sharing it! 🙂
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You’re welcome! I’m always happy to find another fan of the Brontës. 🙂
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Beautiful. Happy Birthday, Emily. 🙂 — Suzanne
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Lovely poignant words that I had not read before.I have found the Bronte family fascinating since I was a teenager and read Wuthering Heights.
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