Charlotte Bront — I now had only to retrace

I now had only to retrace The long and lonely road So lately in the rainbow chase With fearless ardour trod Behind I left the sunshine now The evening setting sun, Before a storm rolled dark & low Some gloomy hills upon It came with rain — it came with wind With swollen stream it howled And night advancing black and blind In ebon horror scowled Lost in the hills — all painfully I climbed a heathy peak I sought I longed afar to see My life's light's parting streak The West was black as if no day Had ever lingered there As if no red, expiring ray Had tinged the enkindled air And morning's portals could not lie Where yon dark orient spread The funeral North — the black dark sky Alike mourned {for the} dead