Original (inglés)

By Georg Ebers Translated from the German by Mary J. Safford TO MY SONS. When I began the incidents of yore, Still in my soul’s depths treasured, to record, A voice within said: Soon, life’s journey o’er, Thy portrait sole remembrance will afford. And, ere the last hour also strikes for thee, Search thou the harvest of the vanished years. Not futile was thy toil