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THAT DREARY LAKE by EMILY JANE BRONTE

Poet Analysis

First Line: THAT DREARY LAKE, THAT MIDNIGHT SKY
Subject(s): DECAY; ROT; DECADENCE;
That dreary lake, that moonlight sky,
āàThat wan moon struggling through the cloud,
That sullen murmur whispering by
āàAs if it dared not speak aloud,
Fall on my heart so sadly now,
āàWhither my joys so lonely flow.
Touch them not, they bloom and smile,
But their roots are withering all the while.




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