Can you guess if the poetry sample was written by a person?
girders, arches shapes of a spirit kindred to my sadness than you is heroism, upon thy lips are pale and disappear in the darkness our army foiled with loss severe, contented, for a time to give them their beards are ever- green nor do i made a little more there where he is the swamp with its bill, and they say, are all earths lands, my lover the sea, or none perceptible his small umbrella, quaintly halved, describing and beating at an unearthly height,