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William Allingham
Irish
Poet
About the author
Autumn's the mellow time.
William Allingham,
Irish
Poet
#Time
#Autumn
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,
Irish
Poet
#Life
#Trifles
#Gravity
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,
Irish
Poet
#Hope
#Will
#Man
Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt.
William Allingham,
Irish
Poet
#Now
#Day
#Fire
#Autumn
She danced a jig, she sung a song that took my heart away.
William Allingham,
Irish
Poet
#Heart
#Song
Writing is learning to say nothing, more cleverly each day.
William Allingham,
Irish
Poet
#Nothing
#Day
#Writing
#Learning