" His land may burst the galling chain
His people may be free again
For them a thousand hopes remain
But hope is dead for him
Soft falls the moonlight on the sea
Whose wild waves play at liberty
And Gondal’s wind sings solemnly
Its [native] midnight hymn
Around his prison walls it sings
His heart is stirred through all its string
Because that sound remembrance brings
Of scenes that once have been
His soul has left the storm below
And reached a realm of sunless snow
The region of [unchanging] woe
Made voiceless by despair "
― Emily Brontë , The Complete Poems
![Emily Brontë quote : His land may burst the galling chain<br />His people may be free again<br />For them a thousand hopes remain<br />But hope is dead for him<br />Soft falls the moonlight on the sea<br />Whose wild waves play at liberty<br />And Gondal’s wind sings solemnly<br />Its [native] midnight hymn<br /><br />Around his prison walls it sings<br />His heart is stirred through all its string<br />Because that sound remembrance brings<br />Of scenes that once have been<br /><br />His soul has left the storm below<br />And reached a realm of sunless snow<br />The region of [unchanging] woe<br />Made voiceless by despair](/image/1641937.jpg)