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Impressions of Nature [BW]


In the woods

12 Nov 2005 2 1 746
Spellbound Emily Brontë 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.

Flaky snow

Pupavä

Púpavä II.

Tiene a kôra


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