Season

 1 Spring|       grief and woe to Bleberis~Ere you could take beyond the
 2 Spring|        of this world. ~"We too, ere learning to blab out the
 3 Spring|         painful work and sweat ~Ere we will reap the crops that
 4 Spring| maternal lullabies: ~Just wait, ere long new broods of chicks
 5 Summer|         full of joy." ~So spake ere Whitsuntide old Prickus
 6 Summer|         little bud, ~From which ere long evolves a blossom sweet
 7 Summer|         will observe, ~And then ere long the harvest will be
 8 Summer|         meats and foods? ~Alas! Ere long to begging I will be
 9 Summer|        on each and ev'ry side. ~Ere long each mead and dale
10 Summer|       and wintertime supplies! ~Ere long the Michaelmas great
11 Summer|      summer's last sweet days, ~Ere fall sets in, let's not
12 Autumn|         a wedded woman's hood. ~Ere long a goodly crowd, attired
13 Autumn|   listen now and hear what else ere long occured: ~Among the
14 Autumn|       how nobles talk and dine.~Ere long the chefs had cooked
15 Autumn|      stoups of colorful design.~Ere long the guests drained
16 Autumn|     drink, carouse, and dance. ~Ere long many of them, well-filled
17 Autumn|         his disciples all:~That ere doomsday the world will
18 Autumn|           We plain Lithuanians, ere we learned new ways of life, ~
19 Winter|      does. ~You too, my friend, ere you became the chief commune, ~
20 Winter|         boors so much, ~That we ere long will have to eat e'
21 Winter|       and grieving constantly, ~Ere long we all will turn to
22 Winter|         crying for their food. ~Ere long we will feed them;
23 Winter|       just kick and run around.~Ere long there will come, too,
24 Winter|         prearranged for us long ere we all were born.~But we
25 Winter| Protagonist,~Who countless eons ere we mortals learned to think,~