William Allingham Quotes about Summer

Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods, And day by day the dead leaves fall and melt, And night by night the monitory blast Wails in the key-hole, telling how it pass'd O'er empty fields, or upland solitudes, Or

Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods, And day by day the dead leaves fall and melt, And night by night the monitory blast Wails in the key-hole, telling how it pass'd O'er empty fields, or upland solitudes, Or grim wide wave; and now the power is felt Of melancholy, tenderer in its moods Than any joy indulgent Summer dealt.

William Allingham

Summer, Fall, Autumn

William Allingham (1854). “Day and Night Songs”

Oh, bring again my heart's content, Thou Spirit of the Summer-time!

William Allingham

Summer, Heart, Spirit

William Allingham (1865). “Fifty Modern Poems”, p.49

O Spirit of the Summertime! Bring back the roses to the dells; The swallow from her distant clime, The honey-bee from drowsy cells. Bring back the friendship of the sun; The gilded evenings, calm and late, When merry children homeward run, And peeping stars bid lovers wait. Bring back the singing; and the scent Of meadowlands at dewy prime;- Oh, bring again my heart's content, Thou Spirit of the Summertime!

William Allingham

Summer, Running, Stars

William Allingham (1865). “Fifty Modern Poems”, p.49