The Night is Darkening Round Me

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 

Credit

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