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Above the city hung the moon	A
Right o'er a plot of ground	B
Where flowers and orchard trees were fenced	C
With lofty walls around	B
'Twas Gilbert's garden there to night	D
Awhile he walked alone	E
And tired with sedentary toil	F
Mused where the moonlight shone	E
	-
This garden in a city heart	G
Lay still as houseless wild	H
Though many windowed mansion fronts	I
Were round it closely piled	H
But thick their walls and those within	J
Lived lives by noise unstirred	H
Like wafting of an angel's wing	K
Time's flight by them was heard	H
	-
Some soft piano notes alone	E
Were sweet as faintly given	L
Where ladies doubtless cheered the hearth	M
With song that winter even	J
The city's many mingled sounds	N
Rose like the hum of ocean	L
They rather lulled the heart than roused	H
Its pulse to faster motion	L
	-
Gilbert has paced the single walk	O
An hour yet is not weary	P
And though it be a winter night	H
He feels nor cold nor dreary	P
The prime of life is in his veins	Q
And sends his blood fast flowing	K
And Fancy's fervour warms the thoughts	R
Now in his bosom glowing	K
	-
Those thoughts recur to early love	S
Or what he love would name	T
Though haply Gilbert's secret deeds	U
Might other title claim	T
Such theme not oft his mind absorbs	V
He to the world clings fast	H
And too much for the present lives	W
To linger o'er the past	H
	-
But now the evening's deep repose	X
Has glided to his soul	Y
That moonlight falls on Memory	P
And shows her fading scroll	Y
One name appears in every line	Z
The gentle rays shine o'er	A2
And still he smiles and still repeats	B2
That one name Elinor	A2
	-
There is no sorrow in his smile	C2
No kindness in his tone	E
The triumph of a selfish heart	H
Speaks coldly there alone	E
He says She loved me more than life	D2
And truly it was sweet	H
To see so fair a woman kneel	E2
In bondage at my feet	H
	-
There was a sort of quiet bliss	F2
To be so deeply loved	H
To gaze on trembling eagerness	G2
And sit myself unmoved	H
And when it pleased my pride to grant	H
At last some rare caress	H2
To feel the fever of that hand	H
My fingers deigned to press	H2
	-
'Twas sweet to see her strive to hide	H
What every glance revealed	H
Endowed the while with despot might	H
Her destiny to wield	H
I knew myself no perfect man	I2
Nor as she deemed divine	Z
I knew that I was glorious but	H
By her reflected shine	Z
	-
Her youth her native energy	P
Her powers new born and fresh	J2
'Twas these with Godhead sanctified	H
My sensual frame of flesh	J2
Yet like a god did I descend	H
At last to meet her love	S
And like a god I then withdrew	K2
To my own heaven above	S
	-
And never more could she invoke	L2
My presence to her sphere	M2
No prayer no plaint no cry of hers	N2
Could win my awful ear	O2
I knew her blinded constancy	P
Would ne'er my deeds betray	P2
And calm in conscience whole in heart	H
I went my tranquil way	P2
	-
Yet sometimes I still feel a wish	Q2
The fond and flattering pain	R2
Of passion's anguish to create	H
In her young breast again	S2
Bright was the lustre of her eyes	T2
When they caught fire from mine	Z
If I had power this very hour	A2
Again I'd light their shine	Z
	-
But where she is or how she lives	W
I have no clue to know	U2
I've heard she long my absence pined	H
And left her home in woe	U2
But busied then in gathering gold	H
As I am busied now	V2
I could not turn from such pursuit	H
To weep a broken vow	V2
	-
Nor could I give to fatal risk	W2
The fame I ever prized	H
Even now I fear that precious fame	T
Is too much compromised	H
An inward trouble dims his eye	X2
Some riddle he would solve	Y2
Some method to unloose a knot	H
His anxious thoughts revolve	Y2
	-
He pensive leans against a tree	P
A leafy evergreen	Z2
The boughs the moonlight intercept	H
And hide him like a screen	Z2
He starts the tree shakes with his tremor	A2
Yet nothing near him pass'd	H
He hurries up the garden alley	P
In strangely sudden haste	H
	-
With shaking hand he lifts the latchet	H
Steps o'er the threshold stone	E
The heavy door slips from his fingers	N2
It shuts and he is gone	A3
What touched transfixed appalled his soul	Y
A nervous thought no more	B3
'Twill sink like stone in placid pool	C3
And calm close smoothly o'er	A2

Charlotte Bronte

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