“Poor wretch!” I thought; “you have a heart and nerves the same as your brother men! Why should you be so anxious to conceal them? Your pride cannot blind God! You tempt Him to ring them, till He forces a cry of humiliation!”
Catherine dies. Catherine is born.
Atmospherics: how Heathcliff is dew-soaked to match his tears, and is so still the birds build a nest in the tree quite close to him. Birds building a nest may be symbolic, yes?