...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...

...December 19th, 1865, is well described by an eminent poet in the following couplet— " The days are cold, and dark, and dreary, It rains, and the wind is never weary. ' NooKTON. — January, like November and December, has been singularly mild, and also like them almost...

...and the leaping flashes gave me uncertain glimpses of her features. She was repeating Longfellow's " Rainy Day." " The day is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is nerer weary; The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, Bat at every gust the dead loaves fall,...

...that even Wordsworth dwells with much frequency or delight on this friend of mine. Longfellow has — "The day is cold, and dark, and dreary, It rains, and the wind is never weary." One who sent out, some years ago, a volume of unfulfilled promise, writes — "How beautiful the yesterday...

...imbres. — For the wind is never weary use fine carere. — Mouldering. Labans. EXERCISE LXVI. My life is cold, and dark, and dreary : It rains, and the wind is never weary : My thoughts still cling to the mouldering past ; And the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast....

...tread that golden path of rays, And think 't would lead to some bright isle of rest. THE EAINY DAY. 1. THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains,...dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary. 2. My life is cold and dark and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary. My thoughts still cling...

...life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought ! THE RAINY DAY. THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary...mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves full, And the day is dark and dreary. My life is cold, and dark, and dreary; It rains, and the wind...

...difficult walk through beating, pitiless rain, over a saddened pathway, against rough and stormy wind — " The day is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary " — "COMB tWDBR MY UMFRELLA." 71 but do we make the way as pleasant for each other as we can? Not...

...raius, and the wind Is never weary ; The vine still elings to the monldering wall, Bnt at every íínst the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary. My life is eold, and dark, and dreary ; It raius, and the wind is never weary. My thonghts still eling to the...

...mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary. 2. 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...