Season

 1 Spring|   him speak his mind,~Then e'en a simple boor must spit
 2 Spring|   shoots, and kills. ~"But e'en among the birds there are
 3 Spring|   the flock so much, ~That e'en the eagle brave could not
 4 Spring|     would never rush, ~And e'en his father, Stepas, never
 5 Summer|    to curse so loud, ~That e'en the solid ground and ev'
 6 Summer|   down into the pond. ~And e'en the rats with mice and owls,
 7 Summer|   always he said Jus; ~And e'en when scolding he always
 8 Summer| harrow and to plow. ~For I e'en as a silly lad had lots
 9 Summer|  dollars for his pay, ~And e'en is not ashamed to pry out
10 Summer|    now some of our men are e'en ashamed to eat ~Their meals
11 Summer|   And yet the lousy knave, e'en if you feign to hire him, ~
12 Summer|      hone and scythe, ~And e'en found not his house until
13 Summer| drink to such excess, that e'en the rustics blush; ~Of late
14 Summer|    in German clothes, ~And e'en could not pronounce the
15 Summer|     Lord, there'll be none e'en to taste. ~They say the
16 Summer|  picked a single nut -~Not e'en the tiny one, a little baby
17 Summer| honey-flavored nut.' ~"But e'en a measly nut should not
18 Summer|   bits of condiments. ~And e'en the oatmeal pap, our daily
19 Autumn|     hilariously gay; ~They e'en began to play their silly
20 Autumn|   squeaky songs arose,~And e'en the nags outside began to
21 Autumn|     It oftentimes ensnares e'en the most brilliant man. ~
22 Autumn|     feared trouble so that e'en their pipes they dropped. ~
23 Autumn|   and tasteless brew, ~Yet e'en for such scant gifts we
24 Autumn|    the sun, the stars, and e'en the frigid moon. ~There'
25 Autumn|        Or harrow parts, or e'en a lone tooth of a rake. ~
26 Autumn|      damns me so much that e'en my hair stands up. ~Boors,
27 Autumn|  causes me great pain, and e'en a greater shame - ~Especially
28 Autumn|     ridicule by all - ~Now e'en the children jeer and laugh
29 Autumn|     with such force, ~That e'en the mice beneath the straw
30 Autumn|   about the piggeries,~And e'en about the slaughtered pigs,
31 Autumn|      and gatherings. ~"And e'en the wooden shoes that Germans
32 Autumn|      shoes, our sires were e'en ashamed to speak of them,~
33 Autumn| Paikius, who does not know e'en the Lord's prayer too well, ~
34 Winter|    bow down and wail. ~And e'en the fallen trees and stumps
35 Winter| pearly dust of snow. ~Too, e'en the beasts of wood of late
36 Winter|  wear our woolen frocks or e'en our sheepskin coats, ~Or,
37 Winter|        Those slaughterers, e'en when filled up with luscious
38 Winter|   steal or to defraud, ~Or e'en a German, telling crafty
39 Winter|     the boors. ~'Tis awful e'en to hear when at the gatherings ~
40 Winter|    Lord God as a joke!~But e'en this foe of God cries that
41 Winter|   fools - and 'tis a shame e'en to admit - ~So oft the forester
42 Winter|  loud shot rang out, ~That e'en the solid ground and all
43 Winter|   boor each year must do - e'en though I fail~In bringing
44 Winter|      long will have to eat e'en rats and owls." ~Prickus
45 Winter|  striding day by day! ~Now e'en the simpleton that skins
46 Winter|      he swore so much that e'en his children cried;~At times
47 Winter|     he prayed so loud that e'en his voice grew hoarse;~At
48 Winter|        So let's not clown, e'en though the rulers stretch
49 Winter|    to retain their farms. ~E'en though the Germans hold
50 Winter|   within the forests wide,~E'en in the winter time still
51 Winter|     cannot foretell. ~"And e'en the frozen fields, which
52 Winter|    setting out to plow and e'en to seed the soil?~All that
53 Winter|     to us seem bottomless,~E'en when at times we dare to