雨天　　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.  　　　　M

    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 l