Cathy, This Lamb Of Yours Threatens Like

He Wanted All To Lie In An Ecstasy Of Peace; I Wanted All To Sparkle And Dance In A Glorious Jubilee. I Said His Heaven Would Be Only Half Alive; And He Said Mine Would Be Drunk: I Said I Should Fall Asleep In His; And He Said He Could Not Breathe In Mine.

But You Might As Well Bid A Man Struggling In The Water, Rest Within Arm's Length Of The Shore! I Must Reach It First, And Then I'll Rest.

The Night Is Darkening Round Me, The Wild Winds Coldly Blow; But A Tyrant Spell Has Bound Me And I Cannot, Cannot Go. The Giant Trees Are Bending Their Bare Boughs Weighed With Snow; The Storm Is Fast Descending, And Yet I Cannot Go. Clouds Beyond Clouds Above Me, Wastes Beyond Wastes Below; But Nothing Drear Can Move Me; I Will Not, Cannot Go.

I Wish I Were A Girl Again, Half Savage And Hardy, And Free... Why Am I So Changed? I'm Sure I Should Be Myself Were I Once Among The Heather On Those Hills.

He Had Been Content With Daily Labour And Rough Animal Enjoyments, 'till Catherine Crossed His Path. Shame At Her Scorn, And Hope Of Her Approval, Were His First Prompts To Higher Pursuits; And, Instead Of Guarding Him From One And Winning Him To The Other, His Endeavors To Raise Himself Had Produced Just The Contrary Result.