Robert Southey — English Poet born on August 12, 1774, died on March 21, 1843

Robert Southey was an English poet of the Romantic school, one of the so-called "Lake Poets", and Poet Laureate for 30 years from 1813 to his death in 1843. Although his fame has long been eclipsed by that of his contemporaries and friends William Wordsworth and Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Southey's verse still enjoys some popularity... (wikipedia)

The loss of a friend is like that of a limb; time may heal the anguish of the wound, but the loss cannot be repaired.
A kitten is in the animal world what a rosebud is in the garden.
What will not woman, gentle woman dare; when strong affection stirs her spirit up?
No distance of place or lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each other's worth.
To a resolute mind, wishing to do is the first step toward doing. But if we do not wish to do a thing it becomes impossible.