Love And Friendship
Love is like the wild rose-briar,
Friendship like the holly-tree—
The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms
But which will bloom most constantly?
The wild rose-briar is sweet in spring,
Its summer blossoms scent the air;
Yet wait till winter comes again
And who will call the wild-briar fair?
Then scorn the silly rose-wreath now
And deck thee with the holly’s sheen,
That when December blights thy brow
He still may leave thy garland green.
by Emily Brontë
Born on July 30, 1818, in Thornton, Yorkshire, England. She was a novelist and poet who is best known for her only novel,Wuthering Heights , now considered a classic of English literature. Died: December 19, 1848 (age 30).
Lovely! 🙂
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