"My walk home was lengthened by a diversion in the direction of the kirk. When beneath its walls, I perceived decay had made progress, even in seven months: many a window showed black gaps deprived of glass; and slates jutted off, here and there, beyond the right line of the roof, to be gradually worked off in coming autumn storms.
I sought , and soon discovered, the three headstones on the slope next the moor: the middle one grey, and half buried in heath; Edgar Linton's only harmonized by the turf, and moss creeping up its foot; Heathcliff's still bare.
I lingered round them, under that benign sky: watched the moths fluttering among the heath and hare-bells; listened to the soft wind breathing through the grass; and wondered how any one could ever imagine unquiet slumbers for the sleepers in that quiet earth."
E. Bronte, 1847
4 comments:
Such atmospheric and effective prose. Too bad that she did not write more.
Hi James, Emily Bronte, what a brilliant writer and what a remarkable family the Brontes were. Have you seen To Walk Invisible. Its a two part miniseries of the Brontes on Amazon Prime and the actresses who play the roles of Charlotte, Emily and Anne are first rate.
Brian,
I concur with your thought.
Kathy,
Thanks for the recommendation. I will definitely check that out.
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