See the Leaves Around Us Falling
1
See the leaves around us falling,
Dry and withered to the ground;
Thus to thoughtless mortals calling,
In a sad and solemn sound:
2
"Youth on length of days presuming,
Who the paths of pleasure tread,
View us, late in beauty blooming,
Numbered now among the dead."
3
"Yearly in our course appearing,
Messengers of shortest stay,
Thus we preach in mortal hearing —
Ye, like us, shall pass away."
