Quote#Time
But two miles more, and then we rest!
Quote byCharlotte Brontë · 1816–1855
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: The Wood (1846).
English (original)
But two miles more, and then we rest! Well, there is still an hour of day, And long the brightness of the West Will light us on our devious way; Sit then, awhile, here in this wood— So total is the solitude, We safely may delay.
— Charlotte Brontë
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