The Complete Poems of Emily Brontë/Douglas Ride

by Emily Brontë

XXIV

DOUGLAS RIDE

Well narrower draw the circle round,
And hush that music's solemn sound,
And quench the lamp and stir the fire,
To rouse its flickering radiance higher;
Toss up the window's velvet veil,
That we may hear the night-wind wail,
For wild those gusts, and well their chimes
Blend with a song of troubled times.

July 11, 1838.