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Oh, sweet youth, how soon it fades!
Sweet joys of youth, how fleeting!
Oh, sweet youth, how soon it fades!
Sweet joys of youth, how fleeting!
With the arm which won the victory he protects the vanquished.
With the arm which won the victory he protects the vanquished.
Three helping one another, beare the burthen of sixe.
Three helping one another, beare the burthen of sixe.
We have not to talk, but to steer the vessel.
We have not to talk, but to steer the vessel.
Wheresoever you go, go with all your heart.
Wheresoever you go, go with all your heart.
He who sings the praises of his boyhood's days.
He who sings the praises of his boyhood's days.
Breathes there the man with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my read more
Breathes there the man with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my own, my native land!
Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd,
As home his footsteps he hath turn'd,
From wandering on a foreign strand!
A child correct behind and not before.
A child correct behind and not before.
