5.15.2010

The Rainy Day

The Rainy Day

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.

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 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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3 Comments:

Blogger sheri... said...

oh, what a marvelous piece you're sharing today, the video of the rain being more than perfect for the prose. i'm under the impression that you aren't doing so well with all the gloomy weather? it's the same weather here but i was happy that the plants are being watered...one less thing to have to do!

May 16, 2010 at 8:46 AM  
Blogger Pamela said...

Just looking forward to more sunshine...

May 16, 2010 at 2:32 PM  
Blogger Miss Angie said...

Oh, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow... One of my favorites. Thanks for sharing!

May 23, 2010 at 7:45 PM  

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