The Sun Has Set
Read 'The Sun Has Set' by 'Emily Brontë' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
The sun has set, and the long grass now
Waves dreamily in the evening wind;
And the wild bird has flown from that old gray stone
In some warm nook a couch to find.
In all the lonely landscape round
I see no light and hear no sound,
Except the wind that far away
Come sighing o'er the healthy sea.
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