Emily Bronte (1818-1848)
Love and friendship 1839
Love is like the wild rose_ briar,
Friendship like the holly tree_
The holly is dark when the rose _ briar blooms
But which will bloom most constantly?
The wild rose_ briar is sweet in spring,
Its summer blossoms scent the air;
Yet wait till winter comes again
And who will call the wild_ briar fair?
Love and friendship 1839
Love is like the wild rose_ briar,
Friendship like the holly tree_
The holly is dark when the rose _ briar blooms
But which will bloom most constantly?
The wild rose_ briar is sweet in spring,
Its summer blossoms scent the air;
Yet wait till winter comes again
And who will call the wild_ briar fair?
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