100 Poems: 7. Emily Brönte's I'm Happiest When Most Away.
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 the eye can wander through worlds of light--
When I am nor and none beside--
Nor earth nor sea nor cloudless sky--
But only spirit wandering wide
Through infinite immensity.
Emily Brönte, 1838
http://www.online-literature.com/bronte/
I can bear my soul from its home of clay
On a windy night when the moon is bright
And the eye can wander through worlds of light--
When I am nor and none beside--
Nor earth nor sea nor cloudless sky--
But only spirit wandering wide
Through infinite immensity.
Emily Brönte, 1838
http://www.online-literature.com/bronte/