ᐅ The winter wind is loud and wild, Come close to me, my darling child; Forsake thy books, and mate less play; And, while the night is gathering grey, We'll talk its pensive hours away. – Emily Bronte | QuotesTrue.com

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The winter wind is loud and wild, Come close to me, my darling child; Forsake thy books, and mate less play; And, while the night is gathering grey, We'll talk its pensive hours away.

Emily Bronte

Emily Bronte (2007). “Wuthering Heights”, Broadview Press

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