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William Allingham's Poetry, by popularity

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  • A man there came, whence none could tell,
    Bearing a Touchstone in his hand;
    38 lines
  • An Elf sat on a twig,
    He was not very big,
    34 lines
  • These little Songs,
    Found here and there,
    27 lines
  •     Is always Age severe?
          Is never Youth austere?
    9 lines
  • Pluck not the wayside flower,
    It is the traveller's dower;
    16 lines
  • Adieu to Belashanny!
    where I was bred and born;
    160 lines
  • Doleful was the land,
    Dull on, every side,
    61 lines
  •     See the pretty planet!
          Floating sphere!
    28 lines
  • When the spinning-room was here
    Came Three Damsels, clothed in white,
    40 lines
  • Little Cowboy, what have you heard,
    Up on the lonely rath's green mound?
    71 lines
  • I once was a guest at a Nobleman's wedding;
    Fair was the Bride, but she scarce had been kind,
    32 lines
  • The Abbot of Innisfallen
    awoke ere dawn of day;
    108 lines
  •     By the shore, a plot of ground
        Clips a ruined chapel round,
    28 lines, 1 comment
  • Ring-Ting! I wish I were a Primrose,
    A bright yellow Primrose, blowing in the spring!
    24 lines
  • In early morning twilight, raw and chill,
    Damp vapours brooding on the barren hill,
    58 lines
  • Within a budding grove,
    In April's ear sang every bird his best,
    49 lines
  • A man who keeps a diary, pays
    Due toll to many tedious days;
    6 lines
  •     Saint Margaret's Eve it did befall,
          The waves roll so gayly O,
    53 lines
  •   O spirit of the Summer-time!
          Bring back the roses to the dells;
    14 lines
  • Hayrick some do spell thy name,
    And thy verse approves the same;
    4 lines
  •     Gold tassel upon March's bugle-horn,
          Whose blithe reveille blows from hill to hill
    14 lines
  • I'm glad I am alive, to see and feel
    The full deliciousness of this bright day,
    14 lines
  • Down on the shore, on the sunny shore!
    Where the salt smell cheers the land;
    30 lines
  • October - and the skies are cool and gray
    O'er stubbles emptied of their latest sheaf,
    15 lines
  • I thought it was the little bed
    I slept in long ago;
    20 lines
  • Seek up and down, both fair and brown,
    We've purty lasses many, O;
    48 lines
  • A wild west Coast, a little Town,
    Where little Folk go up and down,
    8 lines
  • In Sussex here, by shingle and by sand,
    Flat fields and farmsteads in their wind-blown trees,
    14 lines
  • Adieu to Belashanny! where I was bred and born;
    Go where I may, I'll think of you, as sure as night and morn.
    88 lines
  • Here the white-ray'd anemone is born,
    Wood-sorrel, and the varnish'd buttercup;
    13 lines
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