First published in the British literary magazine Bentley's Miscellany in December 1841.
The day 3 cold. and dark, and dreary; It rains, and the wind is never weary; The vme btiÃ¼ clings to the mouldering wall, But at cvery gu.st tlie dead leÃ ves fall, And the day is dark and dreary. My life is cold. nnd dnrk, and dreary; lt rnins, and tho wiud is nover weary; My thoug!it9 still cling to the nioul lering past, Bilt the hopcs of youth full thick in tho blast, And the days are dark and dreaiy. Be3till, sad henrt! and ceaso rtpining; Bohind the clouds is the sun still shining; Tliy fatois thecoÃ¼unon fate of all, luto ecc'n lifc some rain must fall, Souie days must be dark and dreary.