Posted by TamaraJ on March 1, 2005, at 12:32:25
The day is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
The vine all clings to 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 wearry;
My thoughts still cling to the
mouldering past,But the hopes of youth fall thick
in the blast,
And the days are dark and dreary.Be still, sad heart! and cease repining;
Behind the clouds is the sun still
shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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