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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 shorter Globe readers, compiled and ed. by A.F. Murison. Standard 2-6 - Page 121
edited by - 1884
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The Lutheran Home Journal, Volume 3

1858 - 424 pages
...in opposition to his own sentiments ; or not to dare tO'do what he thinks he ought to do? THE RAINY DAY. THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary; It rains, and the wind la never weary ; The vine still clingn to the mouldering wall, But at erery gust the dead leaves full,...
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The wife's trials and triumphs, by the author of Grace Hamilton ..., Volume 395

Emma Jane Worboise - 1859 - 268 pages
...and I will not let Basil know what I am about till I am quite a clever woman." CHAPTER XXIV. A BARK DAY. *' The day is cold, and dark, and dreary; It...gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and d r<j;in,"— I ,<>\<, u:,! ur,•, " Yet in her inmost soul there was a light, Which, ever as the...
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Ethel Woodville; or, Woman's ministry [by mrs. M. J. H. Hollings].

mrs. M J H. Hollings - 1859 - 460 pages
...Christmas-day in all my life before," continued Laura, rising, and looking out on the dreary weather without. ' The day is cold, and dark, and dreary; It rains, and the wind is never weary.' My life is cold, and dark, and dreary, I am sure," murmured Laura, mournfully, quoting fragments from...
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Robert Mornay

Max Ferrer - 1859 - 374 pages
...friends in town. Give us some news, and believe me, B., „ Thine, " G. FALKLAND." CHAPTER XV. 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. LONGFELLOW....
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The poetical works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. New complete ed., with ...

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1859 - 724 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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Helen Lester, by the authors of 'Garestone hall'.

Helen Lester (fict.name.) - 1859 - 288 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 (happier) past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast, And...
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The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, John Gilbert - 1860 - 448 pages
...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 ; It rains,...But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day iti dark and dreary. My life is cold, and dark, and dreary; It rains, and the wind is never weary ;...
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The great experiment, Volume 2

Mary Molesworth - 1860 - 374 pages
...to look too manifestly above his station, and settled down to his new duties. CHAPTER XII. "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, Volume 1

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1860 - 514 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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Sunbeams for all seasons; counsels, cautions, and precepts &c

Sunbeams - 1861 - 368 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 on the blast, And...
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