Quercus

Live thy Life, Young and old, Like yon oak, Bright in spring, Living gold; Summer-rich Then; and then Autumn-changed Soberer-hued Gold again. All his leaves Fall'n at length, Look, he stands, Trunk and bough Naked strength.

vive prout quercus iuvenisque senexque propinqua: aurea uti quercus tu quoque vere nite, aestiva locuples, autumna fronde minori, aurea tranquillo rite colore novo. denique nudata est foliis, en robore rami stant nudo, nudo robore truncus item.