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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. "
Evangeline: Courtship of Miles Standish. Favorite Poems - Page 20
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1880 - 275 pages
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Ainsworth's Magazine: A Miscellany of Romance, General Literature ..., Volume 23

William Harrison Ainsworth - 1853 - 564 pages
...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,...
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The silver cup of sparkling drops from many fountains, for the friends of ...

C B Porter - 1853 - 336 pages
...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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Poems, Volume 1

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1853 - 496 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...
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Beautiful poetry, selected by the ed. of The Critic, Volume 1

Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 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...
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The castle builders; or, The deferred confirmation. By the author of ...

Charlotte Mary Yonge - 1854 - 400 pages
...laughed at them more than ever, but forebore to teaze them any more about the Miss Shaws. CHAPTER XI. The day is cold, and dark, and dreary, • It rains, and...dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary. LONGFELLOW. EMMELINE and Kate were as sorry as their mother was glad when the holidays came to a conclusion;...
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Janet Mowbray, Volume 2; Volume 502

Caroline Grautoff - 1854 - 328 pages
...conviction. CHAPTER IV. My life is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, the wind is never weary ; My thoughts still cling to the mouldering Past ; But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast, And the days are dark and dreary. LONGFELLOW. And now Janet was roused indeed ; there was too much...
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The Native Poets of Maine, Issue 288

S. Herbert Lancey - 1854 - 338 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...
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Odd Fellows' Literary Casket, Volumes 1-2

1854 - 794 pages
...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...
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The poetical works of H.W. Longfellow

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1855 - 264 pages
...For Time will teach thee soon the truth, There are no birds in last year's nest ! THE RAINY DAY. THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and...Past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast And the days are dark and dreary. Be still, sad heart ! and cease repining ; Behind the clouds is the...
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The Poets and Poetry of America

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1855 - 690 pages
...and far, A voice fell, like a falling star ! Excelsior ! THE RAINY DAY. Tur. day is cold, and diirk, lle ! What a tale their terror tells Of Despair! How th life is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It га'шя, nml the wind is never weary ; My thoughts still...
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