['Often rebuked, yet always back returning'] by Emily Brontë


Hi Readers,

This is the third poems I recited during a regional Poetry Out Loud competition earlier this year. I hope you all appreciate the empowering message behind this piece, and if you have any poems you would like to share, please feel free to do so right here at Reading Soup!

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['Often rebuked, yet always back returning']
By Emily Brontë

Often rebuked, yet always back returning
     To those first feelings that were born with me,
And leaving busy chase of wealth and learning
     For idle dreams of things which cannot be:

To-day, I will seek not the shadowy region;
     Its unsustaining vastness waxes drear;
And visions rising, legion after legion,
     Bring the unreal world too strangely near.

I'll walk, but not in old heroic traces,
     And not in paths of high morality,
And not among the half-distinguished faces,
     The clouded forms of long-past history.

I'll walk where my own nature would be leading:
     It vexes me to choose another guide:
Where the gray flocks in ferny glens are feeding;
     Where the wild wind blows on the mountain side.

What have those lonely mountains worth revealing?
     More glory and more grief than I can tell:
The earth that wakes one human heart to feeling
     Can centre both the worlds of Heaven and Hell. 

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