Full version of rare Brontë poem

I've been wandering in the greenwoods

And mid flowery smiling plains

I've been listening to the dark floods

To the thrushes thrilling strains

I have gathered the pale primrose

And the purple violet sweet

I've been where the Asphodel grows

And where lives the red deer fleet.

I've been to the distant mountain,

To the silver singing rill

By the crystal murmering mountain,

And the shady verdant hill.

I've been where the poplar is springing

From the fair Inamelled ground

Where the nightingale is singing

With a solemn plaintive sound.