This were the writing skills of a random dude who was stuck in an asylum. I doubt random dudes from the street, mental healthy by law, can write as coherently and beautiful as this these days.
This reads so much like an urban legend, that I had to poke around a bit. It appears that it was a piece of fiction written by a Williston Fisk for Harper's Weekly in 1898, and has been given various backstories as time went on.
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Ah, Love! could you and I with Him conspire
To grasp this sorry Scheme of Things entire,
Would not we shatter it to bits--and then
Re-mould it nearer to the Heart's Desire!
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[ 4.2 ms ] story [ 26.3 ms ] threadAnd yet he wrote it while living in an insane asylum; known only for being "quite insane". The exact opposite of having a sound mind.
https://www.law.cornell.edu/wex/disposing_mind_and_memory
Not sure about "most" part but beautiful it absolutely is.
My legacy—What will it be?
Flowers in spring,
The cuckoo in summer,
And the crimson maples
Of autumn...