What did William Allingham mean by: Autumn’s the mellow time. - William Allingham Poet · Ireland Copy
+ The mother’s kiss is the sweetest thing ever. Feraz Zeid, August 4, 2023December 12, 2023, William Allingham, Kissing, Mother, Sweetest, 0 - William Allingham Poet · Ireland
+ One who can see without seeming to see– That’s an observer as good as three. Feraz Zeid, January 14, 2024January 14, 2024, William Allingham, Observers, 0 - William Allingham Poet · Ireland
+ Now Autumn’s fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt. Feraz Zeid, January 14, 2024January 14, 2024, William Allingham, Autumn, Fire, 0 - William Allingham Poet · Ireland
+ Sin we have explain’d away; Unluckily, the sinners stay. Feraz Zeid, August 2, 2023December 12, 2023, William Allingham, Sin, Sinner, 0 - William Allingham Poet · Ireland
+ Writing is learning to say nothing, more cleverly every day. Feraz Zeid, September 17, 2023December 24, 2023, William Allingham, Writing, 0 - William Allingham Poet · Ireland
+ Round the world and home again, that’s the sailor’s way! Feraz Zeid, August 5, 2023December 12, 2023, William Allingham, Home, 0 - William Allingham Poet · Ireland
+ Oh, bring again my heart’s content, Thou Spirit of the Summer-time! Feraz Zeid, January 14, 2024January 14, 2024, William Allingham, Heart, Spirit, Summer, 0 - William Allingham Poet · Ireland
+ Soul’s Castle fell at one blast of temptation, But many a worm had pierced the foundation. Feraz Zeid, January 14, 2024January 14, 2024, William Allingham, Foundation, Soul, Temptation, 0 - William Allingham Poet · Ireland
When a work appears to be ahead of its time, it is only the time that is behind the work. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
Simplicity and Repose are qualities that measure the true value of any work of art. - Frank Lloyd Wright Architect · USA
Children have neither past nor future;they enjoy the present, which very few of us do. - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Those who make the worst use of their time are the first to complain of its shortness. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Days, months, years fly away, and irrecoverably sink in the abyss of time. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Every hour in itself, as it respects us in particular, is the only one we can call our own. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Art when inspired with love leads to higher realms, and that art will open for you the inner life. - Meher Baba Spiritual leader and mystic · India
