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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. "
The Christian remembrancer; or, The Churchman's Biblical, ecclesiastical ... - Page 297
1848
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The Poets and Poetry of America

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 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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Voices of the Night

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - American poetry - 1843 - 570 pages
...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 Unitarian Annual Register, for the Year ...

Unitarian churches - 1845 - 488 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 Bible class magazine [ed. by C.H. Bateman]., Volumes 3-5

National Sunday school union - 1863 - 832 pages
...would be still with Thee ! DK. PHELTS. GRUMBLING CURED — GEATIS. THE KECIPE BY ANCIENT SIMEON. " THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary : " it's dull out of doors, and still duller in ; I want to take a walk, but am obliged to stay at...
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A country neighborhood, cont. The moat

Lady Emily Ponsonby - 1848 - 350 pages
...solution of this mystery. CHAPTER XIX. La pensee humaine, fait le mode a son image, LAMARTINE. 1 My life is cold, and dark, and dreary — It rains, and the wind is never weary : \ Be still, sad heart, and cease repining, •' Behind the clouds is the sun still shining. LONGFELLOW....
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The Family friend [ed. by R.K. Philp]., Volume 2

Robert Kemp Philp - 430 pages
...the mouldering waH, 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; Sly thoughts still cling to the mouldering Past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast, And...
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Kingsconnell, a Tale

Mrs. Gordon - 1850 - 408 pages
...the fulfilment of the promises made to those who " commit their ways unto the Lord." CHAPTER XX. " The day is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains,...weary; The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, Hut at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary. My life is cold, and dark,...
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Sabrinae Corolla in Hortulis Regiae Scholae Salopiensis contexuerunt tres ...

Benjamin Hall Kennedy - Classical languages - 1850 - 364 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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Kingsconnell: A Tale ...

Margaret Maria Gordon - 1850 - 408 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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Poems

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1850 - 462 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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