The wings of Lucifer beat on the night. The soul of Lucifer wept, all alone.
8 seconds sound clip from the Wuthering Heights (1939)) classic radio play.
You can hear this line at 00:46:01 in the radio play.
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- If she's dying, let her die in his arms where she belongs! Let her die! Let her die!
- Now who speaks of hate? Get out of my way.
- And there was a murmur from the height, a far away and wild heartbroken moan.
- The wings of Lucifer beat on the night. The soul of Lucifer wept, all alone.
- Shall I read some more, darling?
- Please.
- Ohhh. Now I can smell the heather.
- And isn't there a south wind? And isn't the smell almost gone?
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