John Clare — English Poet born on July 13, 1793, died on May 20, 1864

John Clare was an English poet, the son of a farm labourer, who came to be known for his celebratory representations of the English countryside and his lamentation of its disruption. His poetry underwent a major re-evaluation in the late 20th century, and he is now often considered to be among the most important 19th-century poets. His biographer Jonathan Bate states that Clare was "the greatest labouring-class poet that England has ever produced. No one has ever written more powerfully of nature, of a rural childhood, and of the alienated and unstable self"... (wikipedia)

I am gennerally understood tho I do not use that awkward squad of pointings called commas colons semicolons etc.
If life had a second edition, how I would correct the proofs.
The best way to avoid a bad action is by doing a good one, for there is no difficulty in the world like that of trying to do nothing.
He could not die when trees were green, for he loved the time too well.
I'm John Clare now. I was Byron and Shakespeare formerly.