 | Isaac Plant Fleming - 1869 - 346 стор.
...delights of early age, and they have proved a source of recreation to the most profound philosophers, x. The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall. xi. Take the instant way, For honour travels in a strait so narrow, Where one but goes abreast. xii.... | |
 | Emma Raymond Pitman - 1869 - 478 стор.
...denounce them to the government, and obtain warrants for their apprehension." CHAPTER XXXV. "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... | |
 | 1869 - 344 стор.
...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 ; Memory clings to the mouldering past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast, And the days... | |
 | Robert Frederick Brewer - 1869 - 88 стор.
...And so | make life, | death, and | that vast | for ev|er One grand, | sweet song. Kingsley: My life | is cold | and dark | and drear|y ; It rains | and the wind | is nev|er wear|y ; My thoughts | still cling | to the mould |ering Past, And the hopes | of youth | fall thick | in... | |
 | William Stewart Ross - 1870 - 72 стор.
...was shrieking, And in the scowl of heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking. — Campbell. The day is cold and dark and dreary ; It rains, and...weary ; The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, And at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary. — Longfellow. With slow and... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1879 - 372 стор.
...laughing at in contempt. In-eom-piit'i-ble, that can not exist together. LXXXIX. THE RAINY DAT. 1. THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary; It rains, and...wind is never weary; The vine still clings to the moldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall. And the day is dark and dreary. 2. My life... | |
 | 1999 - 850 стор.
...the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves tail, 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 die mouldering Past, But die hopes of youth fall thick in die blast. And... | |
 | Bill Moore - 1987 - 180 стор.
...and perfect verb. And verbs, as we know, are the most powerful words. There's that repetition again! The day is cold, and dark, and dreary, It rains, and...dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary. HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW This reminds me of Tennyson's "Mariana:" With blackest moss the flower plots... | |
 | Martin Gardner - 1995 - 212 стор.
...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 hlast, And... | |
 | Nikki Moustaki - 2001 - 376 стор.
...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 the... | |
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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. 
