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 Native Poets of Maine - Sayfa 28S. Herbert Lancey tarafından - 1854 - 312 sayfaTam görünüm - Bu kitap hakkında
| Shrewsbury (England). Royal School - 1801 - 368 sayfa
...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 sayfa
...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 sayfa
...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 sayfa
...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... | |
| 1842 - 498 sayfa
...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 sayfa
...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 sayfa
...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 - 546 sayfa
...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 - 1842 - 638 sayfa
...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 sayfa
...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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