Wide-sounding Zeus Takes Away Half

As Leaves On The Trees, Such Is The Life Of Man.

Men In Their Generations Are Like The Leaves Of The Trees. The Wind Blows And One Year's Leaves Are Scattered On The Ground; But The Trees Burst Into Bud And Put On Fresh Ones When The Spring Comes Round.

Bad Herdsmen Waste The Flocks Which Thou Hast Left Behind.

For Afterwards A Man Finds Pleasure In His Pains, When He Has Suffered Long And Wandered Long. So I Will Tell You What You Ask And Seek To Know.

Boy, Those Germans Have A Word For Everything!