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 life is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
My thoughts still cling to the moldering 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.
This poem stood out to me because of its title. I love rainy days and thunderstorms, and sometimes find that the weather reflects my mood. At the beginning of the poem, the tone seems dreary and hopeless. As the poem progresses, however, it becomes one of hope and reassurance. The eleventh and twelfth lines read, “Be still, sad heart! and cease repining; behind the clouds is the sun still shining” On rainy days, sometimes it is hard to find hope, but this poem reminds the reader that the sun is still there and things will get better. I like poems that find the “silver lining” in situations and that can express to the reader a different and optimistic view on situations that seem hopeless.
I like Longfellow’s style because it uses many different tools of language such as vivid and descriptive imagery, rhyming, diverse diction, and meter. His poems are primarily reflections and observations that can be either personal or detached. I like the diversity of his writing and the fact that it never follows the same pattern. Unlike Longfellow, some poets get caught up in one style or one pattern and all of their poems become very similar.
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