 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 New York Review - Page 2101842Affichage du livre entier - À propos de ce livre
 | Shrewsbury (England). Royal School - 1801 - 368 pages
...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... | |
 | Charles Granville Gepp - 1830 - 194 pages
...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... | |
 | 1842 - 650 pages
...the mouldering wall, Bui 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... | |
 | 1841 - 742 pages
...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 wear}' ; Memory clings to the mouldering past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast, And... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 pages
...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... | |
 | 1842 - 498 pages
...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... | |
 | 1842 - 606 pages
...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 - 1842 - 148 pages
...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... | |
 | 1842 - 620 pages
...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... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 558 pages
...beautiful, he lay, And from the sky, serene and far, A voice fell, like a falling star ! Excelsior ! THE RAINY DAY. THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the widd is never weary ; The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves... | |
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