Occupation: Poet Birth: December 31, 1802 Death: March 13, 1884
Ye rigid Ploughman! bear in mind Your labor is for future hours. Advance! spare not! nor look behind! Plough deep and straight with all your powers!.
On me, on me Time and change can heap no more! The painful past with blighting grief Hath left my heart a withered leaf. Time and change can do no mo….
'Tis always morning somewhere in the world.