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
And 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
The Complete Poems of Emily Jane Brontë, edited from the manuscripts by C. W. Hatfield (New York, Columbia University Press, 1941, rept. 1995).