Jean Ingelow — English Poet born on March 17, 1820, died on July 20, 1897

Jean Ingelow, was an English poet and novelist... (wikipedia)

The moon looks upon many night flowers; the night flowers see but one moon.
Against her ankles as she trod The lucky buttercups did nod.
It is not reason which makes faith hard, but life.
I have lived to thank God that all my prayers have not been answered.
A healthful hunger for a great idea is the beauty and blessedness of life.