Friday poem: 'Moonlight, Summer Moonlight'

21 July 2016

By Emily Brontë

'Tis moonlight, summer moonlight,
All soft and still and fair;
The solemn hour of midnight
Breathes sweet thoughts everywhere,

But most where trees are sending
Their breezy boughs on high,
Or stooping low are lending
A shelter from the sky.

And there in those wild bowers
A lovely form is laid;
Green grass and dew-steeped flowers
Wave gently round her head.  

 

Holiday season is now well and truly upon us and, whether you're going to be reading on a far-flung beach or in your own back garden, we've got a brilliant new book for you.

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