Youth, enthusiasm, and tenderness are like the days of spring. Instead of complaining, O my heart, of their brief duration, try to enjoy them.
Much we learn only to forget it again, to stand by the goal, we must traverse all the way to it
As thou hast created me out of mingled air and glitter, I thank thee for it.
[Ger., Wie aus Duft und Glanz gemischt
Du mich schufst, dir dank ich's heut.]
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