bbc2's monty hall returns to scotland for another wonderful series of discovery within the outer hebrides.
immersing himself in island life, monitoring the wildlife and looking after his insane dog, reuben, monty gives us an envious glimpse of island life.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b00s75z7
hope...by emily jane bronte
hope was but a timid friend;
she sat without the grated den,
watching how my fate would tend,
even as selfish-hearted men.
she was cruel in her fear;
through the bars, one dreary day,
i looked out to see her there,
and away she turned her face away!
like a false watch keeping,
still, in strife, she whispered peace;
she would sing while i was weeping;
if i listened, she would cease.
false she was, and unrelenting;
when my last joys strewed the ground,
even sorrow saw, repenting,
those sad relics scattered round:
hope, whose whisper would have given
balm to all my frenzied pain,
stretched her wings, and soared to heaven,
went, and ne'er returned again!
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