(I'm slightly obsessed with Emily Bronte..)

 

"..A thousand thousand gleaming fires seemed kindling in the air;

A thousand thousand silvery lyres resounded far and near:

 

Methought, the very breath I breathed was full of sparks divine,

And all my heather-couch was wreathed by that celestial shine!

 

And, while the wide earth echoing rung

To their strange minstrelsy,

The little glittering spirits sung,

Or seemed to sing, to me..."

 

A day dream

By Emily Bronte.

 

Done