Spinosa

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Title:     Spinosa
Author: Frederich Schiller [More Titles by Schiller]

A mighty oak here ruined lies,
Its top was wont to kiss the skies,
Why is it now o'erthrown?--
The peasants needed, so they said,
Its wood wherewith to build a shed,
And so they've cut it down.

[The end]
Frederich Schiller's poem: Spinosa

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