The Rainy Day - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Published by: Mary B on 26th Sep 2017 | View all blogs by Mary B

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

Comments

5 Comments

  • Mary B
    by Mary B 2 months ago
    Another American poet. I thought this was rather suitable for today's weather......although perhaps a little dark.....
  • Jackie H
    by Jackie H 2 months ago
    That's life, we must take the good with the bad...
  • LJ E
    by LJ E 2 months ago
    Sums up perfectly the way I feel at times.....and it doe seem to rain quite a bit here in WM...:(
  • Bill W
    by Bill W 2 months ago
    Now I know where they pinched the title of an old song from ( Into Each Life Some Rain Must Fall).

    Excellent but melancholy poem, thank you Mary.
  • Sandy H
    by Sandy H 2 months ago
    A perfect poem and translates how we all feel at times. " Behind the clouds the sun is shining"

    A super sentence to bring a smile .....)
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