Tuesday, November 03, 2009

This is a good one. We don't go out when it rains.

Sometimes folks are familiar with a phrase, but know not its origin. Below is a poem, the end of which is a rather famous expression.

For your reading pleasure, some Henry Wadsworth Longfellow:

The Rainy Day (1842)

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.



At 04 November, 2009 09:02, Blogger samurai said...

I really liked that poem, and i've never heard/read it in its entirety. Thank you for sharing.


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