By the Way: Verses, Fragments, and NotesLongmans, Green, 1912 - 167 pages |
Other editions - View all
By the Way: Verses, Fragments, and Notes (Classic Reprint) William Allingham No preview available - 2015 |
Common terms and phrases
airy amusements artist Asphodill Atheism beauty BLACKBERRIES blue brown calm character clever cloud cold conscience Daffodil dark deep delights dreams earth evil eyes face fancy Fcap feeling floating flowers Freewill genius give Goethe gray green half vellum happy Hawthorne heart heaven HELEN ALLINGHAM hills Horace Walpole human humour imagination immeasurably interest Irish King leaves less light literary live look man's manners mind mood moon moral mountain Nation natural ness never night Omar Khayyam one's pale poem poet poetic poetry prose pure Religion round seldom selfishness shadows Shakespeare sleep sometimes songs soul Southernwood Stanford Stanford University stars style sunset sweet sympathy tender Tennyson Theatre things thought touch tree true truth verse Victor Hugo wave wheaten bread WILLIAM ALLINGHAM wind wise wonderful woods words worth write youth
Popular passages
Page 118 - God comes to see us without bell"; that is, as there is no screen or ceiling between our heads and the infinite heavens, so is there no bar or wall in the soul where man, the effect, ceases, and God, the cause, begins. The walls are taken away. We lie open on one side to the deeps of spiritual nature, to the attributes of God.
Page 105 - TO DAFFODILS FAIR Daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon : As yet the early-rising Sun Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song ; And, having prayed together, we Will go with you along.
Page 38 - A Mill Two leaps the water from its race Made to the brook below, The first leap it was curving glass. The second bounding snow.
Page 100 - ... food and training in what William Allingham calls " verse-poetry ". The delight of the ear in verse-effects is ultimately unanalysable, but those who would prepare the young wisely for life should begin early to lay up in their minds incorruptible stores of good poetry. " Babes love the sound of it, youth passionately delights in it, age remembers it gladly ; it helps memory, purifies and steadies language, guards elocution ; it gives wings to thought, touches hidden verities, can soothe grief,...
Page 158 - ... 7. Pain is the deepest thing that we have in our nature, and union through pain has always seemed more real and more holy than any other. — Arthur Henry Hallan (the subject of In Memoriam.') 8. A mere "practical" manner of viewing life and dealing with it, always becomes cruel. — Anon. 9. There are no words or acts so eminently practical as those which tend to keep alive ideals. — Anon. 10. Let us always go heyond the duties marked out for us, and let us always stop short of the pleasures...
Page 35 - ... the clear, solemn, pearly blue of dawn; No bird as yet awake, no star asleep, Though some look drowsy. Ocean lies tranquil in the arms of night, Uncurtain'd by Dawn's airy heralds; far On every hand, up to the mountain mist, Fields, hills, and cots, and every forest brake Slumber in dew. Fragment — you see Nestled into a hollow of the downs, Where sheep stray widely o'er the short green turf, A little gray-wall'd church with lichen'd roof; A farmyard and a huge old barn whose stacks O'er-top...
Page 25 - Then all was still and motionless, no sound, No stir in starry heav'n or dark earth under. Ill BLACK texture of the leafy trees, engraved On the clear, solemn, pearly blue of dawn; No bird as yet awake, no star asleep, Though some look drowsy. Ocean lies tranquil in the arms of night, Uncurtain'd by Dawn's airy heralds; far On every hand, up to the mountain mist, Fields, hills, and cots, and every forest brake Slumber in dew. Fragment — you see Nestled into a hollow of the downs, Where sheep stray...
Page 24 - ... delicate music. Ever in the north The dusking splendour crept behind the hills Eastwards, and one cloud waited for the Dawn To drink its fill of glory. To the beach, Meanwhile, ran wave on wave in lovely sport, Whispering a message to the dewy fields Far-spread and hush'd beneath a dark-blue dome. II THE night a spongy dimness fill'd with moonshine, Gray river-course, black boats based on their shadows, The river, misty trees, the night, the world — A sudden meteor in the zenith flew, As though...
Page 116 - I sometimes love Hawthorne. The shy man, through his veil of fanciful sketch and tale, shows me more of his mind and heart than any pendipper of them all. What a pensive sympathetic humanity makes itself felt everywhere ! He is no pessimist, save as regards men's efforts to alter the natural conditions of human life and the natural effects of human actions.
Page 9 - I will not be a critic where I love. Love must love or not love — So long as he's my sweetheart I will love him. What care...