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.

(C) Friedrich Schiller
03/10/2020


Best Poems of Friedrich Schiller

• The Secret
• The Words Of Belief
• Friend And Foe
• Hope
• Cassandra
• The Power Of Woman
• The Gods Of Greece
• Majestas Populi
• Jove To Hercules
• Difference Of Station
• The Philosophical Egotist
• Archimedes
• The Animating Principle
• The Learned Workman
• The Fight With The Dragon
• Untitled 01
• Friendship
• Greekism
• The Greatness Of The World
• Pompeii And Herculaneum
• The Playing Infant