 THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary ; The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary.  The Native Poets of Maine - Страница 28по S. Herbert Lancey - 1854 - 312 странициПълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | Kenelm Henry Digby - 1856 - 418 страници
...tale's best for winter." Then will you be for repeating the poet's lines on a rainy day, — " My life is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary ; My thoughts still cling to the mouldering past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast, And... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1856 - 432 страници
...teach thce soon the truth, There are no birds in last year's nest ! 143 THE RATST DAT. THE day is ooH, and dark, and dreary: It rains, and the wind is never weary; The line still clings to the Koa^ierins ws".!. B-;t at every srust the dead leaves fall. And the day is... | |
 | John Daniel Morell - 1857 - 70 страници
...up to light, The morning now begins to grey, Anon the cheering beams of day Shall chase the night. The day is cold, and dark, and dreary; It rains, and...weary ; The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, And at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary. 105. Point out all the contracted... | |
 | Margaret Agnes Paull - 1857 - 324 страници
...accompaniment played by Adelaide to the notes of her magnificent voice. De Cressy. & "The day is cold, anil dark, and dreary; It rains, and the wind is never weary; The vine still clings tu the muuldering wall, And at every blast the dead leaves full. And the day is durk and dreary." The... | |
 | Howard Paul - 1857 - 144 страници
...the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fell, And the day is dark and dreary. My life is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary ; My thoughts still cling to the mouldering past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast, And... | |
 | Emma Jane WORBOISE - 1858 - 454 страници
...and howling like an unquiet spirit. Grace might say with good reason, " The day is dark, and cold, and dreary, It rains, and the wind is never weary ; The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, And at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary." She did think of those oft-quoted... | |
 | 1858 - 424 страници
...whole life in opposition to his own sentiments ; or not to dare tO'do what he thinks he ought to do? THE RAINY DAY. THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary; It rains, and the wind la never weary ; The vine still clingn to the mouldering wall, But at erery gust the dead leaves full,... | |
 | Dauntless - 1858 - 272 страници
...for yours.' And yet it might have been well had those words never been uttered. CHAPTER XX. My life is cold, and dark, and dreary; It rains, and the wind is never weary; My thoughts still cling to the mouldering past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast, And... | |
 | Emma Jane Worboise - 1859 - 268 страници
...and I will not let Basil know what I am about till I am quite a clever woman." CHAPTER XXIV. A BARK DAY. *' The day is cold, and dark, and dreary; It...gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and d r<j;in,"— I ,<>\<, u:,! ur,•, " Yet in her inmost soul there was a light, Which, ever as the... | |
 | mrs. M J H. Hollings - 1859 - 460 страници
...Christmas-day in all my life before," continued Laura, rising, and looking out on the dreary weather without. ' The day is cold, and dark, and dreary; It rains, and the wind is never weary.' My life is cold, and dark, and dreary, I am sure," murmured Laura, mournfully, quoting fragments from... | |
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