All Round was Solitary

Emily Jane Brontë and the natural world

The nature and landscape around Haworth, West Yorkshire—also known as Brontë country—play a central role in Emily Brontë’s work, both in Wuthering Heights and in her poetry. The landscape has a major impact on the characters in the book and gives Wuthering Heights a unique power. Brontë was deeply attached to the natural environment in which she grew up. In the bleakness, beauty, and isolation of the Yorkshire landscape, she found joy, freedom, and imagination. To her, the moors were an eternal, powerful, and mysterious force. That energy is tangible in the story of the tumultuous youthful love between Catherine and Heathcliff and all the betrayal, revenge, violence, and sorrow that follows.

I have always felt a deep connection with the book and with the author. It led me to a lifelong  passion for the English language and literature making it the most important book in my life. My interest in photography emerged when I was older, and in 2023 I came up with the idea to create a photo series in the area. I didn't have a strict plan. Ultimately, it became a photo series inspired by Brontë’s work.

Poems and quotes by Emily Jane Brontë (1818 - 1848)

What use is it to slumber here:

Though the heart be sad and weary?

What use is it to slumber here

Though the day rise dark and dreary

For that mist may break when the sun is high

And this soul forget its sorrow

And the rosy ray of the closing day

May promise a brighter morrow

The sun has set and the long grass now

Waves drearily in the evening wind

And the wild bird has flown from that old grey stone

In some warm nook a couch to find

In all the lonely landscape round

I see no sight and hear no sound

Except the wind that far away

Comes sighing o'er the heathy sea

‘Oh, I’m burning! I wish I were out of doors! I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free…and laughing at injuries, not maddening under them! Why am I so changed? why does my blood rush into a hell of tumult at a few words? I’m sure I should be myself were I once among the heather on those hills.’

Wuthering Heights

Catherine’s face was just like the landscape - shadows and sunshine flitting over it in rapid succession.

Wuthering Heights

Twas one of those dark cloudy days

That sometimes come in summer's blaze

When heaven drops not when earth is still

And deeper green is on the hill

It’s a rough journey, and a sad heart to travel it.

Wuthering Heights

There are two trees in a lonely field

They breathe a spell to me

A dreary thought their dark boughs yield

All waving solemnly

‘Oh, if I were but in my own bed in the old house!’ She went on bitterly, wringing her hands. ‘And that wind sounding in the firs by the lattice. Do let me feel it–it comes straight down the moor–do let me have one breath!’

Wuthering Heights

It blew bleak as Winter - all round was solitary …

Wuthering Heights

O come with me thus ran the song

The moon is bright in Autumn’s sky

And thou hast toiled and laboured long

With aching head and weary eye