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.