“Now the summer came to pass And flowers through the grass Joyously sprang, While all the tribes of birds sang. Walther von der Vogelweide
“The sun no longer shows His face; and treason sows His secret seeds that no man can detect; Fathers by their children are undone; The brother would the brother cheat; And the cowled monk is a deceit… Might is right, and justice there is none. Walther von der Vogelweide