Spring flies, and with it all the train it leads; and flowers, in fading, leave us but their seeds.


The poems and ballads of Schiller, tr. by sir E.B. Lytton. With a sketch of Schiller's life [by the translator]. (ed. 1852)


Spring flies, and with it all the train it leads; and flowers, in fading, leave us but their seeds.

Spring flies, and with it all the train it leads; and flowers, in fading, leave us but their seeds.

Spring flies, and with it all the train it leads; and flowers, in fading, leave us but their seeds.

Spring flies, and with it all the train it leads; and flowers, in fading, leave us but their seeds.