so, in the summer I read Emily Brontë’s book “Wuthering Hights”, which I totally loved. I litterally walked with my suitcase in one hand, book in the other on my way home from Turkey. After that, I read her poems, which were really good.
so, when we for english lit. class had to chose a poem, I chose:
“What use is it to slumber here”
By Emily Brontë
What use is it to slumber here:
Though the heart be sad and weary?
What use is it to slumber here
Though the day rise dark and dreary?
For that mist may break when the sun is high
And this soul forget its sorrow
And the rose ray of the closing day
May promise a brighter morrow.
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