William Allingham

(19 March 1824 – 18 November 1889 / Donegal / Ireland)

William Allingham Poems

41. Adieu To Belshanny 12/31/2002
42. A Day-Dream's Reflection 12/31/2002
43. An Evening 12/31/2002
44. Places And Men 12/31/2002
45. A Dream 12/31/2002
46. Aeolian Harp 12/31/2002
47. A Gravestone 12/31/2002
48. The Lepracaun Or Fairy Shoemaker 12/31/2002
49. A Memory 12/31/2002
50. A Seed 12/31/2002
51. The Fairies 12/31/2002
Best Poem of William Allingham

The Fairies

Up the airy mountain,
Down the rushy glen,
We daren't go a-hunting
For fear of little men;
Wee folk, good folk,
Trooping all together;
Green jacket, red cap,
And white owl's feather!

Down along the rocky shore
Some make their home,
They live on crispy pancakes
Of yellow tide-foam;
Some in the reeds
Of the black mountain lake,
With frogs for their watch-dogs,
All night awake.

High on the hill-top
The old King sits;
He is now so old and gray
He's nigh lost his wits.
With a bridge of white ...

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Places And Men

In Sussex here, by shingle and by sand,
Flat fields and farmsteads in their wind-blown trees,
The shallow tide-wave courses to the land,
And all along the down a fringe one sees
Of ducal woods. That 'dim discovered spire'
Is Chichester, where Collins felt a fire
Touch his sad lips; thatched Felpham roofs are these,
Where happy Blake found heaven more close at hand.

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