I lived from 1826-1907. I was from England, and am in the English category.
Popular poetry
- It was too sweet--such dreams do ever fade
When Sorrow shakes the sleeper from his rest--169 lines - The King call'd forth his first-born, and took him by the hand,
"Come! boy, and see the people you must soon command:58 lines - Across the mountains and the hills,
Across the valleys and the swelling seas,61 lines - Night's heavy hand is lifted up at last,
And my freed heart beats evenly again,40 lines - How light and pleasant is the way
Across this quiet valley, whose soft mead62 lines

