Charlotte Bront — The Autumn Day its Course Has Run - The Autumn Evening Falls

The Autumn day its course has run--the Autumn evening falls Already risen the Autumn moon gleams quiet on these walls And Twilight to my lonely house a silent guest is come In mask of gloom through every room she passes dusk and dumb Her veil is spread, her shadow shed o'er stair and chamber void And now I feel her presence steal even to my lone fireside Sit silent Nun--sit there and be Comrade and Confidant to me.