 | Benjamin Hall Kennedy - 1850 - 364 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... | |
 | Annie Webb - 1850 - 338 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... | |
 | 1851 - 412 страници
...governor is chosen for a term of four years, at a salary of $2,500. THE RAINY DAY. BY HW LONGFELLOW. THE day is cold, and dark and dreary ; It rains, and the...wind is never weary ; The vine still clings to the moldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary. My life is... | |
 | 1851 - 396 страници
...the moldering 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 moldering past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast, And... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1851 - 596 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... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 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... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1852 - 256 страници
...the mouldering vail, Hut 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, Hut the hopes of youth fall thick in the Mast And... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1852 - 588 страници
...the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead loaves 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... | |
 | William Harrison Ainsworth - 1853 - 564 страници
...fail ! and she, too, sighed and looked down. After she had spoken them — they struck Eleanor also. " My thoughts still cling to the mouldering past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast," sang Mr. Ashton, unconsciously continuing his thought, as he walked to the window. Eleanor started,... | |
 | C B Porter - 1853 - 336 страници
...and dark, and dreary; It rains, and the winds are never weary; The vine still clings to the moldering 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 winds are never weary; My thoughts still cling... | |
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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. 
