Speak of the North

model @jessicajulynmodel hmua @aarledge1983 photographer @tehben

model @jessicajulynmodel
hmua @aarledge1983
photographer @tehben

Speak of the North

Speak of the North! A lonely moor
Silent and dark and tractless swells,
The waves of some wild streamlet pour
Hurriedly through its ferny dells.

Profoundly still the twilight air,
Lifeless the landscape; so we deem
Till like a phantom gliding near
A stag bends down to drink the stream.

And far away a mountain zone,
A cold, white waste of snow-drifts lies,
And one star, large and soft and lone,
Silently lights the unclouded skies. 

Charlotte Brontë