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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.

- Emily #Brontë, #English #Novelist & #Poet, #Spellbound

#Poetry #Poem #Writer #Woodland #Forest
#Trapped #Stuck #HoldFast #Captive