William Allingham

“Autumn's the mellow time.”

“Is idleness indeed so black a crime?What are the Busy doing, half their time?”

“If any foes of mine are there, I pardon every one: I hope that man and womankind will do the same by me.”

“Writing is learning to say nothing, more cleverly each day.”

“By the craggy hill-side,Through the mosses bare,They have planted thorn-treesFor pleasure here and there.If any man so daringAs dig them up in spite,He shall find their sharpest thornsIn his bed at night.”

“Up the airy mountain,Down the rushy glen,We daren't go a-huntingFor fear of little men.”

“Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt.”

“I have been an 'Official' all my life, without the least turn for it. I never could attain a true official manner, which is highly artificial and handles trifles with ludicrously disproportionate gravity.”

“In youth audacity is wise”

“She danced a jig, she sung a song that took my heart away.”