Kiss Painting

Stanzas BY EMILY BRONTË I'll not weep that thou art going to leave me, There's nothing lovely here; And doubly will the dark world grieve me, While thy heart suffers there. I'll not weep, because the summer's glory Must always end in gloom; And, follow out the happiest story— https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_dH_eiQgRRY&list=RDGMEMG7aFwOxS-EHNvvz9tB7RmA&index=3 It closes with a tomb! And I am weary of the anguish Increasing winters bear; Weary to watch the spirit languish Through years of dead despair. So, if a tear, when thou art dying, Should haply fall from me, It is but that my soul is sighing, To go and rest with thee.