Lines in Pleasant Places Rhythmics of many moods and quantities. Wise and otherwise |
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[How dull it is! and so are we] |
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[How dull it is! and so are we]
How dull it is! and so are we;
We can't shake off the lethargy
That binds us down, do what we may,
Upon this rainy, dismal day.
We can't shake off the lethargy
That binds us down, do what we may,
Upon this rainy, dismal day.
The skies are black, our feelings blue;
The sloppy clouds are leaking through,
And rain-drops spatter every way
Upon this rainy, dismal day.
The sloppy clouds are leaking through,
And rain-drops spatter every way
Upon this rainy, dismal day.
We cannot think, we cannot talk,
We cannot run, we cannot walk;
And here immured we're forced to stay
Upon this rainy, dismal day.
We cannot run, we cannot walk;
And here immured we're forced to stay
Upon this rainy, dismal day.
No neighbor comes with kindly word,
No friendly salutation's heard,
But all is dark, without one ray
To cheer this rainy, dismal day.
No friendly salutation's heard,
But all is dark, without one ray
To cheer this rainy, dismal day.
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And worse than everything to tell
Somebody's stole our umberel;
O Fate! the camel's back gives way
Upon this rainy, dismal day.
Somebody's stole our umberel;
O Fate! the camel's back gives way
Upon this rainy, dismal day.
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