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 Shall Earth No More Inspire Thee by Emily Bronte 
						Shall Earth no more inspire thee,Thou lonely dreamer now ?
 Since passion may not fire thee
 Shall nature cease to bow ?
 
 Thy mind is ever moving
 In regions dark to thee;
 Recall its useless roving -
 Come back and dwell with me -
 
 I know my mountain breezes
 Enchant annd soothe thee still -
 I know my sunshine pleases
 Despite thy wayward will -
 
 When day with evening blending
 Sinks from the summer sky,
 I've seen thy spirit bending
 In fond idolotry -
 
 I've watched thee every hour -
 I know my mighty sway -
 I know my magic power
 To drive thy griefs away -
 
 Few hearts to mortal given
 On earth so wildly pine
 Yet none would ask a Heaven
 More like this Earth than thine -
 
 Then let my winds caress thee -
 Thy comrade let me be -
 Since nought beside can bless thee
 Return and dwell with me -
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