Emily Brontë: I’m happiest when most away
6. September 2010
I’m happiest when most away
I can bear my soul from its home of clay
On a windy night when the moon is bright
And my eye can wander through worlds of light
When I am not and none beside
Nor earth nor sea nor cloudless sky
But only spirit wandering wide
Through infinite immensity
(Emily Brontë aus „Ums Haus der Sturm“, Insel 1998)
Keine Kommentare »