Sweet love of youth

"Sweet love of youth, forgive if I forget thee

While the world's tide is bearing me along;

Sterner desires and darker hopes beset me,

Hopes which obscure but cannot do thee wrong.

 

No other sun has brightened up my heaven,

No other star has ever shone for me;

All my life's bliss from thy dear life was given,

All my life's bliss is in the grave with thee. "

 

-Emily Bronte

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