has darkened. In earlier days, [Emily] Brontë could sing to it, with no sense of past woes. Yet now the notes have quite different connotations. The same note that brought joy now brings "sounds of sorrow." But is this, on reflection, such a terrible thing? Surely one of the functions of art is to make us sad.from Christopher Nield: The Epoch Times: The Antidote--Classic Poetry for Modern Life: A Reading of 'The Harp' by Emily Brontë
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