 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
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1859 - 724 страници
...the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, 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... | |
 | Helen Lester (fict.name.) - 1859 - 288 страници
...mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, 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 (happier) past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast, And... | |
 | Max Ferrer - 1859 - 374 страници
...friends in town. Give us some news, and believe me, B., „ Thine, " G. FALKLAND." CHAPTER XV. 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. LONGFELLOW.... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, John Gilbert - 1860 - 448 страници
...life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought ! THE RAINY DAY. THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary...But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day iti dark and dreary. My life is cold, and dark, and dreary; It rains, and the wind is never weary ;... | |
 | Mary Molesworth - 1860 - 374 страници
...to look too manifestly above his station, and settled down to his new duties. CHAPTER XII. "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 - 1860 - 514 страници
...the mouldering wall. But at every gust the dead leaves fall, 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... | |
 | Sunbeams - 1861 - 368 страници
...the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, 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 on the blast, And... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1861 - 912 страници
...the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary. My life is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weury My thoughts still cling to the mouldering Past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast.... | |
 | Bread - 1862 - 156 страници
...PATEENOSTER EOW. , ^ LOSDOIf : BOBEIT I. BCET, PEnTTKB, HOLBOBIT HILL. BREAD UPON THE WATERS. CHAPTER I. " The day is cold, and dark and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary." " A day of darkness and of gloominess, a day of oloudi and of thick darkness."— JOEL ii. 3. " I WISH... | |
 | William Lonsdale Watkinson, William Theophilus Davison - 1862 - 642 страници
...mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, 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... | |
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