Song By William Allingham

Song O Spirit of the Summertime ! Bring back the roses to the dells ; The swallow from her distant clime, The honey-bee from drowsy…

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Half-Waking By William Allingham

Half-Waking I thought it was the little bed I slept in long ago; A straight white curtain at the head, And two smooth knobs below….

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The Little Dell By William Allingham

The Little Dell Doleful was the land, Dull on, every side, Neither soft n’or grand, Barren, bleak, and wide; Nothing look’d with love; All was…

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A Singer By William Allingham

A Singer That which he did not feel, he would not sing; What most he felt, religion it was to hide In a dumb darkling…

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Song. O Spirit Of The Summer-Time! By William Allingham

Song. O Spirit Of The Summer-Time! O spirit of the Summer-time! Bring back the roses to the dells; The swallow from her distant clime, The…

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Wayside Flowers By William Allingham

Wayside Flowers Pluck not the wayside flower, It is the traveller’s dower; A thousand passers-by Its beauties may espy, May win a touch of blessing…

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In A Spring Grove By William Allingham

In A Spring Grove Here the white-ray’d anemone is born, Wood-sorrel, and the varnish’d buttercup; And primrose in its purfled green swathed up, Pallid and…

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The Ruined Chapel By William Allingham

The Ruined Chapel By the shore, a plot of ground Clips a ruined chapel round, Buttressed with a grassy mound; Where Day and Night and…

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A Gravestone By William Allingham

A Gravestone Far from the churchyard dig his grave, On some green mound beside the wave; To westward, sea and sky alone, And sunsets. Put…

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The Boy By William Allingham

The Boy The Boy from his bedroom-window Look’d over the little town, And away to the bleak black upland Under a clouded moon. The moon…

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The Winding Banks Of Erne By William Allingham

The Winding Banks Of Erne Adieu to Belashanny! where I was bred and born; Go where I may, I’ll think of you, as sure as…

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Down On The Shore By William Allingham

Down On The Shore Down on the shore, on the sunny shore! Where the salt smell cheers the land; Where the tide moves bright under…

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The Lepracaun Or Fairy Shoemaker By William Allingham

The Lepracaun Or Fairy Shoemaker Little Cowboy, what have you heard, Up on the lonely rath’s green mound? Only the plaintive yellow bird Sighing in…

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A Seed By William Allingham

A Seed See how a Seed, which Autumn flung down, And through the Winter neglected lay, Uncoils two little green leaves and two brown, With…

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Robin Redbreast By William Allingham

Robin Redbreast Good-bye, good-bye to Summer! For Summer’s nearly done; The garden smiling faintly, Cool breezes in the sun; Our Thrushes now are silent, Our…

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The Winter Pear By William Allingham

The Winter Pear Is always Age severe? Is never Youth austere? Spring-fruits are sour to eat; Autumn’s the mellow time. Nay, very late in the…

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In Snow By William Allingham

In Snow O English mother, in the ruddy glow Hugging your baby closer when outside You see the silent, soft, and cruel snow Falling again,…

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The Girl’s Lamentation By William Allingham

The Girl’s Lamentation With grief and mourning I sit to spin; My Love passed by, and he didn’t come in; He passes by me, both…

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Abbey Assaroe By William Allingham

Abbey Assaroe Gray, gray is Abbey Assaroe, by Belashanny town, It has neither door nor window, the walls are broken down; The carven-stones lie scatter’d…

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Places And Men By William Allingham

Places And Men In Sussex here, by shingle and by sand, Flat fields and farmsteads in their wind-blown trees, The shallow tide-wave courses to the…

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The Witch-Bride By William Allingham

The Witch-Bride A fair witch crept to a young man’s side, And he kiss’d her and took her for his bride. But a Shape came…

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Daffodil By William Allingham

Daffodil Gold tassel upon March’s bugle-horn, Whose blithe reveille blows from hill to hill And every valley rings–O Daffodil! What promise for the season newly…

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The Fairies By William Allingham

The Fairies Up the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren’t go a-hunting For fear of little men; Wee folk, good folk, Trooping all…

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A Dream By William Allingham

A Dream I heard the dogs howl in the moonlight night; I went to the window to see the sight; All the Dead that ever…

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On A Forenoon Of Spring By William Allingham

On A Forenoon Of Spring I’m glad I am alive, to see and feel The full deliciousness of this bright day, That’s like a heart…

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Writing By William Allingham

Writing A man who keeps a diary, pays Due toll to many tedious days; But life becomes eventful–then His busy hand forgets the pen. Most…

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Autumnal Sonnet By William Allingham

Autumnal Sonnet Now Autumn’s fire burns slowly along the woods, And day by day the dead leaves fall and melt, And night by night the…

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The Eviction By William Allingham

The Eviction In early morning twilight, raw and chill, Damp vapours brooding on the barren hill, Through miles of mire in steady grave array Threescore…

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A Day-Dream’s Reflection By William Allingham

A Day-Dream’s Reflection Chequer’d with woven shadows as I lay Among the grass, blinking the watery gleam, I saw an Echo-Spirit in his bay Most…

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Meadowsweet By William Allingham

Meadowsweet Through grass, through amber’d cornfields, our slow Stream– Fringed with its flags and reeds and rushes tall, And Meadowsweet, the chosen of them all…

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These Little Songs By William Allingham

These Little Songs These little Songs, Found here and there, Floating in air By forest and lea, Or hill-side heather, In houses and throngs, Or…

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An Evening By William Allingham

An Evening A sunset’s mounded cloud; A diamond evening-star; Sad blue hills afar; Love in his shroud. Scarcely a tear to shed; Hardly a word…

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The Elf Singing By William Allingham

The Elf Singing An Elf sat on a twig, He was not very big, He sang a little song, He did not think it wrong;…

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Lovely Mary Donnelly By William Allingham

Lovely Mary Donnelly Oh, lovely Mary Donnelly, my joy, my only best If fifty girls were round you, I’d hardly see the rest; Be what…

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The Touchstone By William Allingham

The Touchstone A man there came, whence none could tell, Bearing a Touchstone in his hand; And tested all things in the land By its…

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Amy Margaret’s Five Year Old By William Allingham

Amy Margaret’s Five Year Old Amy Margaret’s five years old, Amy Margaret’s hair is gold, Dearer twenty-thousand-fold Than gold, is Amy Margaret. “Amy” is friend,…

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The Bubble By William Allingham

The Bubble See the pretty planet! Floating sphere! Faintest breeze will fan it Far or near; World as light as feather; Moonshine rays, Rainbow tints…

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Let Me Sing Of What I Know By William Allingham

Let Me Sing Of What I Know A wild west Coast, a little Town, Where little Folk go up and down, Tides flow and winds…

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The Nobleman’s Wedding By William Allingham

The Nobleman’s Wedding I once was a guest at a Nobleman’s wedding; Fair was the Bride, but she scarce had been kind, And now in…

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After Sunset By William Allingham

After Sunset The vast and solemn company of clouds Around the Sun’s death, lit, incarnadined, Cool into ashy wan; as Night enshrouds The level pasture,…

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The Abbot Of Innisfallen By William Allingham

The Abbot Of Innisfallen The Abbot of Innisfallen awoke ere dawn of day; Under the dewy green leaves went he forth to pray. The lake…

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Late Autumn By William Allingham

Late Autumn October – and the skies are cool and gray O’er stubbles emptied of their latest sheaf, Bare meadow, and the slowly falling leaf….

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The Maids Of Elfin-Mere By William Allingham

The Maids Of Elfin-Mere When the spinning-room was here Came Three Damsels, clothed in white, With their spindles every night; One and Two and three…

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Aeolian Harp By William Allingham

Aeolian Harp O pale green sea, With long, pale, purple clouds above – What lies in me like weight of love ? What dies in…

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St. Margaret’s Eve By William Allingham

St. Margaret’s Eve Saint Margaret’s Eve it did befall, The waves roll so gayly O, The tide came creeping up the wall, Love me true!…

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Kate O’belashanny By William Allingham

Kate O’Belashanny Seek up and down, both fair and brown, We’ve purty lasses many, O; But brown or fair, one girl most rare, The Flow’r…

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The Lover And Birds By William Allingham

The Lover And Birds Within a budding grove, In April’s ear sang every bird his best, But not a song to pleasure my unrest, Or…

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Adieu To Belshanny By William Allingham

Adieu To Belshanny Adieu to Belashanny! where I was bred and born; Go where I may, I’ll think of you, as sure as night and…

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A Day-Dream’s Reflection – William Allingham

Chequer’d with woven shadows as I lay Among the grass, blinking the watery gleam, I saw an Echo-Spirit in his bay Most idly floating in…

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