62 Quotes by William Allingham

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!

Round the world and home again, that's the sailor's way!

I always get back to the question, is it really necessary that men should consume so much of their bodily and mental energies in the machinery of civilized life? The world seems to me to do much of its toil for that which is not in any sense bread. Again, does not the latent feeling that much of their striving is to no purpose tend to infuse large quantities of sham into men's work?

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

Does not the latent feeling that much of their striving is to no purpose tend to infuse large quantities of sham into men's work?

Solitude is very sad, Too much company twice as bad.

Soul's Castle fell at one blast of temptation, But many a worm had pierced the foundation.

Politeness costs nothing. Nothing, that is, to him that shows it; but if often costs the world very dear.

I believe in Success, And in Comfort no less I believe all the rest is but patter.