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Autumnal Sonnet by William Allingham

By William Allingham

Topics: love-shayari, nature-poetry

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-hold, 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. Dear friends, together in the glimmering eve, Pensive and glad, with tones that recognise The soft invisible dew in each one's eyes, It may be, somewhat thus we shall have leave

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"Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods,..."

"Autumnal Sonnet" by William Allingham is a love and nature english poem consisting of 14 lines. This English poem by William Allingham demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods, And day by day the dead leaves fall and melt,...", this piece explores themes of love and nature through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. William Allingham's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.

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William Allingham is a distinguished poet whose works have shaped the landscape of English literature. Their poetry explores the depths of human emotion, nature, love, and philosophical thought through powerful and evocative verse. Readers continue to find solace, inspiration, and beauty in their timeless words.

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