"The Night Wind" by Emily Bronte 

Emily is only remembered for her only novel, Wuthering Heights, now considered a classic of English literature. Emily, an English poet and novelist is the third eldest of her four siblings. She wrote under the pen name Ellis Bell because she was not fond of the name Emily.

 In summer's mellow midnight,
A cloudless moon shone through
Our open parlour window,
And rose-trees wet with dew.

I sat in silent musing;
The soft wind waved my hair;
It told me heaven was glorious,
And sleeping earth was fair.

I needed not its breathing
To bring such thoughts to me;
But still it whispered lowly,
How dark the woods will be!

"The thick leaves in my murmur
Are rustling like a dream,
And all their myriad voices
Instinct with spirit seem."

I said, "Go, gentle singer,
Thy wooing voice is kind:
But do not think its music
Has power to reach my mind.

"Play with the scented flower,
The young tree's supple bough,
And leave my human feelings
In their own course to flow."

The wanderer would not heed me;
Its kiss grew warmer still.
"O come!" it sighed so sweetly;
"I'll win thee 'gainst thy will.

"Were we not friends from childhood?
Have I not loved thee long?
As long as thou, the solemn night,
Whose silence wakes my song.

"And when thy heart is resting
Beneath the church-aisle stone,
I shall have time for mourning,
And THOU for being alone."

It's a summer night and the moon is shining bright in the sky. There is nothing in the sky but the large and abundant moon that brings so much light. You can feel the coolness of the summer night. "In Summer's mellow midnight, a cloudless moon shone through"-The author's description of the moon is extremely soft, showing that she is content with her surroundings and that she is enjoying herself. She is in a state of relaxation. This feeling of contentment is almost as if she is in a dream. Although there is only one person in this poem, the night wind is acting like a second speaker telling her that "Heaven was glorious, and sleeping Earth was fair." She is alone, staring off into the night. The night wind represents the soul of nature, the soul that gives life to all the living. It sweeps through the air breathing life into all the living. She is fixed on the sight she is seeing as she gazes out her window. She daydreams and then beings to question her sanity. She knows that is foolish to have imaginations. She wants to the Night Wind that is breathing life into everything to leave because she wants to resist the temptation of it breathing life into her fantasies. She tells us that, “Thy wooing voice is kind, But do not think its music it has power to reach my mind”.  She doesn’t want it to take over. She wants to be awaken before her wildest of dreams become realities.