"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
Such atmospheric and effective prose. Too bad that she did not write more.
ReplyDeleteHi 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.
ReplyDeleteBrian,
ReplyDeleteI concur with your thought.
Kathy,
ReplyDeleteThanks for the recommendation. I will definitely check that out.