Does anyone have any idea who wrote this poem?
" O World! So few the years we live,
Would that the life which thou dost give
Were life indeed!
Alas! Thy sorrows fall so fast,
Our happiest hour is when at last
The soul is freed.
Our days are covered o'er with grief,
And sorrows, neither few nor brief
veil all in gloom;
Left desolate of real good,
Within this cheerless solitude
No pleasures bloom."
Thanks!