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By The Way

Verses, Fragments, and Notes [by William Allingham]

Allingham, William (1824-1889)

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TO THE FELLOW TRAVELLER

VERSES

THE HERMITAGE

[Childlike, I love that skylark's trills]

TRIFLES

[In tears of blood, if such might be]

TO ---

['Tis true we cannot keep the heights]

[Low men who live by labour of their hands]

ON A BLACKTHORN WALKING-STICK

A REGRET

[Have I cause to be afraid?]

THE SOLITARY

[In evil forget not good]

[I will not be a critic where I love.]

[I never fancied I could lose]

[The moon upon the cornfield shone]

[The woodruff]

[Who that, even in a dream]

[I can be haughty with my brother-kind]

LORD BLANK: A BIOGRAPHY

[I saw a man go by to-day; O when we were at school]

IRISH ANNALS

[The Whiting Society passes its time]

WRECK OF THE “HENRIETTA CHARLOTTE”

Sufferer to Comforter

Epitaph (by the Departed)

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—the rich mountain, like a carven vase
Of ancient malachite, imperial gift,
With clear green slopes and shady tortuous glens—