Can you guess if the poetry sample was written by a person?

sauntering this way,
carolled and mused and carolled,
then bubbled slow away
it was as if a chirping brook
upon a toilsome way
set bleeding feet to minuets
without the knowing why
to-morrow, night will come again,
weary, perhaps, and sore
ah, bugle, by my window,
i pray you stroll once more
i many times thought peace had come,