If, of all words of tongue and pen, The saddest are, ‘It might have been,’ More sad are these we daily see: ‘It is, but hadn’t ought to be.’
And on that grave where English oak and holly And laurel wreaths entwine, Deem it not all a too presumptuous folly, This spray of Western pine!
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|Birth:||25th August, 1836|
|Death:||5th May, 1902|
Francis Bret Harte was born in Albany, New York, USA. He was an American poet and writer. He wrote poetry, fiction, plays, lectures, book reviews, editorials, and magazine sketches in addition to fiction. He wrote several books include: The Outcasts of Poker Flat, The Luck of Roaring Camp, The Heathen Chinee, Miggles, The Tales of the Argonauts, Gabriel Conroy, and Two Men of Sandy Bar.
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