“Up the airy mountain,Down the rushy glen,We daren't go a-huntingFor fear of little men.”
William Allingham“Is idleness indeed so black a crime?What are the Busy doing, half their time?”
William Allingham, Blackberries“Autumn's the mellow time.”
William Allingham“Writing is learning to say nothing, more cleverly each day.”
William Allingham“In youth audacity is wise”
William Allingham, Blackberries“Up the airy mountain,Down the rushy glen,We daren't go a-huntingFor fear of little men.”
William Allingham, The Fairies: A Poem“By the craggy hill-side,Through the mosses bare,They have planted thorn-treesFor pleasure here and there.If any man so daringAs dig them up in spite,He shall find their sharpest thornsIn his bed at night.”
William Allingham, The Fairies: A Poem“Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt.”
William Allingham, Day and night songs