 | Annie Webb - 1850 - 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... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1850 - 500 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... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 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 - 1851 - 596 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... | |
 | 1851 - 396 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... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1852 - 588 pages
...the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead loaves 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 - American poetry - 1852 - 256 pages
...the mouldering vail, Hut 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, Hut the hopes of youth fall thick in the Mast And... | |
 | 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... | |
 | 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... | |
 | C B Porter - Temperance - 1853 - 336 pages
...end to do yer bidding. I '11 die to sarve ye ; yes, twice over, for yer inq laq. BY HW LONGFELLOW. The day is cold, 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... | |
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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. 
