𝚃𝚑𝚎 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.
𝙰𝚗𝚍 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.
Spellbound, Emily Bronte
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