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Verses, Fragments, and Notes [by William Allingham]

Allingham, William (1824-1889)

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TO THE FELLOW TRAVELLER

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[Childlike, I love that skylark's trills]

[In tears of blood, if such might be]

['Tis true we cannot keep the heights]

[Low men who live by labour of their hands]

ON A BLACKTHORN WALKING-STICK

[Have I cause to be afraid?]

[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]

[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]

[The Whiting Society passes its time]

WRECK OF THE “HENRIETTA CHARLOTTE”

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The Weathercock

Sufferer to Comforter

The Little Town

An Irish Priest

The Dance of Despair

On a Certain Mansion

To Certain Folk.

Written on a Fan

Epitaph (by the Departed)

Epitaph (by the Departed)

A Prolific Author

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How swift our days!
Short while ago
We loved young April's showery gleams,
Then Summer warmed the woods and streams,
Then Autumn's haze,
And now the snow.
Even so.