Season

 1 Spring|   peasant passing by ~Fails to see the bright sword protruding
 2 Spring|      sigh? ~Is it not sweet to see when Gryta makes the warps, ~
 3 Spring|      onions and potatoes too. ~See that your seedlings do not
 4 Summer|         and God grant that you see many a spring, ~And that
 5 Summer|          God grant that he may see many a happy spring, ~And
 6 Summer|        go along with you, ~And see that all the work that you
 7 Summer|       a man was abject even to see. ~Our late lamented squire
 8 Autumn|  tender meat. ~'Tis strange to see how sharp the women grind
 9 Autumn|       happy that they lived to see their daughter wed. ~And
10 Autumn|       and wine,~Could scarcely see what they had on their high-heaped
11 Autumn|    crept into the cuisine, ~To see what kind of bites were
12 Autumn|       and saddle my old nag,~I see there on his neck his worn
13 Autumn|  forged on an anvil cold, ~You see it bears the shape of a
14 Autumn|      time I hold this knife, I see the ruthless Death - ~Just
15 Autumn|        excise tax. ~And so you see, the theft of wood requires
16 Autumn|   straw. ~When you look up you see the disarrayed thatch roofs, ~
17 Autumn|   inside these foul huts, ~You see but weather-beaten, tumble-down
18 Autumn|     right then and there. ~You see, my friends, how easily
19 Autumn|      at the lamp, he could not see the light.~Is it a wonder
20 Autumn|      pity us, it is a shame to see ~How our Lithuanian folk,
21 Autumn|     good God, it is a shame to see, ~How our Lithuanian folk,
22 Autumn|        Awake ye, brethren, and see what is going on: ~How the
23 Winter|    drowse all the water folk. ~See how the winter's breath
24 Winter|     bough. ~How grand it is to see the tall bewhiskered pines, ~
25 Winter| tormenting thirst till you can see no more!~And then, when
26 Winter|       Not only Germans come to see and study us, ~But we are
27 Winter|       to look into your stove;~See that your chimney is devoid
28 Winter|    Durakas all banged up. ~You see, Docys, being so hungry
29 Winter|        our lords. ~And now you see what ill luck fell to us!~
30 Winter|    upon the cash received.~You see, the greed of this old squire
31 Winter|      deep anxiety. ~And so you see, dear friends, how grateful
32 Winter|     all were born.~But we will see that wealth when, by the
33 Winter|   needs would be when we would see the light.~Thou giveth us