The fields of life are upcoming and going
In each their moment of a new season
Ground of the greenery all in their glowing
Like in castles of clouds and given reason
Dreams of the faraway quite forward and clear
As days become brighter in steps and stall
When summer is in front and fresh future near
In all the doings of life's ahead enthrall
Each behavior of beauty's easy to give
In everything here each life can afford
But what we then do and truly then live
Is by virtue alone in what will award
For that we can do is not same we say
Therefore all conduct is what we shall pay
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