 | Marion Harland - 1867 - 424 страници
...her features. She was repeating Longfellow's " Eainy Day." " The day is cold, and dark, and dreary j It rains, and the wind is never weary ; The vine still...leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary. " My life is cold, and dark, and dreary j It rains, and the wind is never weary; My thoughts still cling... | |
 | John R. Vernon - 1867 - 338 страници
...even Wordsworth dwells with much frequency or delight on this friend of mine. Longfellow has — "The day is cold, and dark, and dreary, It rains, and the wind is never weary." One who sent out, some years ago, a volume of unfulfilled promise, writes — "How beautiful the yesterday... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1879 - 372 страници
...laughing at in contempt. In-eom-piit'i-ble, that can not exist together. LXXXIX. THE RAINY DAT. 1. 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. 2. My life... | |
 | 1999 - 850 страници
...the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves tail, 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 die mouldering Past, But die hopes of youth fall thick in die blast. And... | |
 | Bill Moore - 1987 - 180 страници
...perfect verb. And verbs, as we know, are the most powerful words. There's that repetition again! The day is cold, and dark, and dreary, It rains, and the...dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary. HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW This reminds me of Tennyson's "Mariana:" With blackest moss the flower plots... | |
 | Martin Gardner - 1995 - 212 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 hlast, And... | |
 | Nikki Moustaki - 2001 - 376 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 the... | |
 | Princeton Review (Firm) - 2002 - 239 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... | |
 | 1917 - 688 страници
...one thinks of the old English castle, with its clinging ivy, or lives with Longfellow when he says: It rains and the wind is never weary; The vine still...gust the dead leaves fall. And the day is dark and drearyImagery is the key to independent thinking hi the sciences as well as in the arts and cultural... | |
 | Knut Hamsun - 2003 - 162 страници
...bridges over rippling sky-blue brooks, stars — and of course moonlight. I remember the following: 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. A bit of melancholy in a nice little verse.... | |
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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. 
