Spring My youngest sister as well as the oldest Thou, but a mere child thyself Art the mother of each beginning So naive and innocent! Why art thee so persistent? To birth anew what I hath avenged What hath deserved to die?
Spring My youngest sister as well as the oldest Thou, but a mere child thyself Art the mother of each beginning So naive and innocent! Why art thee so persistent? To birth anew what I hath avenged What hath deserved to die?