Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods, And day by day the dead leaves fall and melt, And night by night… — William Allingham Copy Share Image
Bare twigs in April enhance our pleasure; We know the good time is yet to come… Bare twigs in Autumn are signs… — William Allingham Copy Share Image
Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt. — William Allingham Copy Share Image
The trees are Indian Princes, But soon they'll turn to Ghosts; The scanty pears and apples Hang russet on the bough; Its… — William Allingham Copy Share Image
I have been an "Official" all my life, without the least turn for it. I never could attain a true official manner, which is… — William Allingham Copy Share
Ring-ting! I wish I were a primrose, A bright yellow primrose blowing in the spring! The stooping boughs above me, The wandering bee to… — William Allingham Copy Share
“Up the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men.” — William Allingham Copy Share
One who can see without seeming to see-- That's an observer as good as three. — William Allingham Copy Share
Before a day was over, Home comes the rover, For mother's kiss - sweeter this Than any other thing! — William Allingham Copy Share
Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods, And day by day the dead leaves fall and melt, And night by night the monitory… — William Allingham Copy Share
Poor Paddy of all Christian men I think On basest food pours down the vilest drink. — William Allingham Copy Share
Fairies, arouse! Mix with your song Harplet and pipe, Thrilling and clear, Swarm on the boughs! Chant in a throng! Morning is ripe, Waiting… — William Allingham Copy Share
Does not the latent feeling that much of their striving is to no purpose tend to infuse large quantities of sham into men's work? — William Allingham Copy Share
