The Rainy Day
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
1807 to 1882
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast,
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
Some days must be dark and dreary.
But at every gust the dead leaves fall,
Into each life some rain must fall,
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
And the days are dark and dreary.
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,
Be still, sad heart! and cease repining;
And the day is dark and dreary.
My thoughts still cling to the mouldering Past,
The day is cold, and dark, and dreary
My life is cold, and dark, and dreary;