The Rainy Day

I have never really been that into Longfellow's work but I came across this poem and it really struck, it is probably no surprise that I do like this one. But it does have a tad bit of a Poe like essence to it.

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 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 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.

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Originally Posted by Dark Muse

I have never really been that into Longfellow's work but I came across this poem and it really struck, it is probably no surprise that I do like this one. But it does have a tad bit of a Poe like essence to it.

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 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 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,
[QUOTE Into each life some rain must fall][/B].

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Isn't part of that line the title of an old Steve McQueen movie? I remember the movie as being very sad.

I couldn't really say