Happy Winter Solstice 

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This year, for the first time since 1967, the winter solstice coincides with a full moon. 

Let's celebrate with some beautiful, wintery poetry by Emily Brontë...

Spellbound

The night is darkening round me,

The wild winds coldly blow;

But a tyrant spell has bound me

And I cannot, cannot go. The giant trees are bending

Their bare boughs weighed with snow.

And the storm is fast descending,

And yet I cannot go. Clouds beyond clouds above me,

Wastes beyond wastes below;

But nothing drear can move me;

I will not, cannot go.