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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 299
1848
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REport of the proceedings of the General Sunday school convention, held in ...

General Sunday school convention - 1862 - 244 pages
...mouldering wall, And 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 that mouldering past, But my nation's hopes fall thick and fast : And the...
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The London Review, Volume 17

William Lonsdale Watkinson, William Theophilus Davison - 1862
...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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Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Volume 55

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1862
...raoldering 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 raoldering past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast, And...
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Popular Poetry: a selection of pieces old and new, adapted for general use

Popular poetry - English poetry - 1862 - 220 pages
...the mould'ring 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 mould'ring Past, But the hopes of youth fall thick ia the blast, And...
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Three Years in Melbourne

Clara Aspinall - Melbourne (Vic.) - 1862 - 299 pages
...the weather is always rough — s6metimes terrific. Icebergs generally abound, and, " The days are cold, and dark, and dreary, It rains, and the wind is never weary." There is little daylight in these icy latitudes, and the sky is dull and leaden, so that it is sometimes...
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Aims and ends, a novel, by C.C.G.

C C. G - 1862
...sting of selfreproach, " sharper than a serpent's tooth," which was Eleanor's portion. CHAPTER V. " The day is cold and dark and dreary, It rains and the rain is never weary." A DISTRESSING state of restlessness now seized Eleanor, and Maude watched with...
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The Boy's Handy Book of Sports, Pastimes, Games and Amusements..

Amusements - 1863 - 374 pages
...degenerate times we requira something more tangible. dgamls an& Atoning Sports, Jtaftife, &. A EAINY DAT. " The day is cold, and dark, and dreary, It rains, and...dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary." — LOKGFELLOW. A EAINT HOLIDAY ! what a dampness the very idea flings over many a younpr heart ! A...
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The practical English grammar

James Roscoe Mongan - 1864
...sovereigns fell upon their knees. 6. John was a bad king, therefore he was not respected by his subjects. 7. The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall. I. THE SIMPLE SENTENCE. I. THE SUBJECT. 441. A Simple Subject is a subject •without a qualifying...
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The complete poetical works [&c.].

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1864
...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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Life-lights of song, ed. by D. Page, Volume 3; Volume 57

Life-lights - 1864
...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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