glad-believing

Updated: June 21, 2025

Youth's gay springtime scarcely knowing Went I forth the world to roam And the dance of youth, the glowing, Left I in my father's home, Of my birthright, glad-believing, Of my world-gear took I none, Careless as an infant, cleaving To my pilgrim staff alone.

Friedrich Schiller - The Works of Frederich Schiller