William Allingham Quotes

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• Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt.

  William Allingham

  Fall, Autumn, Fire

  William Allingham (1860). “Day and Night Songs; and The Music-master: A Love Poem”, p.78

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• Writing is learning to say nothing, more cleverly every day.

  William Allingham

  Writing

  William Allingham, Helen Paterson Allingham (1912). “Poems”

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• Four ducks on a pond, / A grass-bank beyond, / A blue sky of spring, / White clouds on the wing: / What a little thing / To remember for years - / To remember with tears!.

  William Allingham

  Spring, Sky, Wings

  'A Memory'

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• Solitude is very sad, Too much company twice as bad.

  William Allingham

  Solitude, Too Much, Very Sad

  William Allingham, Helen Paterson Allingham (1912). “Poems”

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• Pluck not the wayside flower;
  It is the traveler's dower.

  William Allingham

  Flower, Pluck, Traveler

  William Allingham, Helen Paterson Allingham (1912). “Poems”

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• I always get back to the question, is it really necessary that men should consume so much of their bodily and mental energies in the machinery of civilized life? The world seems to me to do much of its toil for that which is not in any sense bread. Again, 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

  Men, Feelings, Energy

  William Allingham (1967). “William Allingham's diary”, Centaur Press

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• 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 books, indeed, are records less Of fulness than of emptiness.

  William Allingham

  Book, Men, Hands

  William Allingham, Helen Paterson Allingham (1912). “Poems”

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• 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 blast Wails in the key-hole, telling how it pass'd O'er empty fields, or upland solitudes, Or grim wide wave; and now the power is felt Of melancholy, tenderer in its moods Than any joy indulgent Summer dealt.

  William Allingham

  Summer, Fall, Autumn

  William Allingham (1854). “Day and Night Songs”

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• The trees are Indian Princes, But soon they'll turn to Ghosts; The scanty pears and apples Hang russet on the bough; Its Autumn, Autumn, Autumn late, 'Twill soon be Winter now. Robin, Robin Redbreast, O Robin dear! And what will this poor Robin do? For pinching days are near.

  William Allingham

  Winter, Autumn, Apples

  William Allingham (1877). “Songs, Ballads, and Stories: Including Many Now First Collected, the Rest Revised and Rearranged”, p.169

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• Before a day was over, Home comes the rover, For mother's kiss - sweeter this
  Than any other thing!

  William Allingham

  Mothers Day, Home, Kissing

  William Allingham (1855). “The music master, a love story, and two series of Day and night songs”, p.177

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• Oh, bring again my heart's content,
  Thou Spirit of the Summer-time!

  William Allingham

  Summer, Heart, Spirit

  William Allingham (1865). “Fifty Modern Poems”, p.49

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• O Spirit of the Summertime! Bring back the roses to the dells; The swallow from her distant clime, The honey-bee from drowsy cells. Bring back the friendship of the sun; The gilded evenings, calm and late, When merry children homeward run, And peeping stars bid lovers wait. Bring back the singing; and the scent Of meadowlands at dewy prime;- Oh, bring again my heart's content, Thou Spirit of the Summertime!

  William Allingham

  Summer, Running, Stars

  William Allingham (1865). “Fifty Modern Poems”, p.49

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• One who can see without seeming to see-- That's an observer as good as three.

  William Allingham

  Three, Observers, Seeming

  William Allingham, Helen Paterson Allingham (1912). “Poems”

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• Politeness costs nothing. Nothing, that is, to him that shows it; but if often costs the world very dear.

  William Allingham

  Cost, World, Politeness

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• Tantarrara! the joyous Book of Spring
  Lies open, writ in blossoms.

  William Allingham

  Spring, Lying, Book

  William Allingham, Helen Paterson Allingham (1912). “Poems”

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• She danced a jig, she sung a song that took my heart away.

  William Allingham

  Song, Heart, My Heart

  William Allingham (1854). “Day and Night Songs”

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• Autumn's the mellow time.

  William Allingham

  Inspiring, Time, Autumn

  William Allingham (1883). “Evil May-day, &c”

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• Soul's Castle fell at one blast of temptation, But many a worm had pierced the foundation.

  William Allingham

  Temptation, Soul, Foundation

  William Allingham, Helen Paterson Allingham (1912). “Poems”

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• Round the world and home again, that's the sailor's way!

  William Allingham

  Home, World, Way

  William Allingham (1877). “Songs, Ballads, and Stories: Including Many Now First Collected, the Rest Revised and Rearranged”

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• I have been an "Official" all my life, without the least turn for it. I never could attain a true official manner, which is highly artificial and handles trifles with ludicrously disproportionate gravity.

  William Allingham

  Sea, Gravity, Trifles

  William Allingham (1907). “William Allingham: a diary”

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• If any foes of mine are there, I pardon every one: I hope that man and womankind will do the same by me.

  William Allingham

  Men, Pardon Me, Foe

  William Allingham (1865). “Fifty Modern Poems”, p.117

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• Yet dearer still that Irish hill than all the world beside;
  It's home, sweet home, where'er I roam, through lands and waterswide.

  William Allingham

  Sweet, Home, Land

  William Allingham (1865). “Fifty Modern Poems”, p.118

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• Not like Homer would I write, Not like Dante if I might, Not like Shakespeare at his best, Not like Goethe or the rest, Like myself, however small, Like myself, or not at all.

  William Allingham

  Writing, Might, Originality

  William Allingham (1884). “Blackberries picked off many bushes, by D. Pollex and others, put in a basket [verse, really written] by W. Allingham”

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• Scarcely a tear to shed; Hardly a word to say; The end of a Summer's day; Sweet Love is dead.

  William Allingham

  Summer, Sweet, Love Is

  William Allingham, Helen Paterson Allingham (1912). “Poems”

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• Sin we have explain'd away; Unluckily, the sinners stay.

  William Allingham

  Sin, Sinner

  William Allingham, Helen Paterson Allingham (1912). “Poems”

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