Lesson 10 Robin Redbreast

William Allingham (b. 1828, d. 1889) was born at Ballyshannon, Ireland. His father was a banker, and gave him a good education in Irish schools. He showed his literary tastes at an early date, contributing to periodicals, etc. In 1850 he published his first volume of poems; in 1854 his"Day and Night Songs" appeared, and in 1864 a poem in twelve chapters entitled"Lawrence Bloomfield in Ireland," His reputation was established chiefly through his shorter lyrics, or ballad poetry. In 1864 he received a literary pension.

Good-by, good-by to Summer!

For Summer's nearly done;

The garden smiling faintly,

Cool breezes in the sun;

Our thrushes now are silent,

Our swallows flown away,—

But R obin's here in coat ofbrown,

And scarlet brestknot gay.

Robin,R obin Redbreast,

O Robin dear!

Robin sings so sweetly

In the falling of the year.

Bright yellow, red, and orange,

The leaves come down in hosts;

The trees are Indian princes,

But soon they'll turn to ghosts;

The leathery pears and apples

Hang russet on the bough;

It's autumn,autumn,autumn late,

'T will soon be winter now.

Robin,R obin Redbreast,

O Robin dear!

And what willthis poor Robin do?

For pinching days are near.

The fireside for the cricket,

The wheat stack for the mouse,

When trembling night winds whistle

And moan all round the house.

The frosty ways like iron,

The branches plumed with snow, —

Alas! in winter dead and dark,

Where can poor Robin go?

Robin,R obin Redbreast,

O Robin dear!

And a c rumb ofbread for Robin,

His little heart to cheer.