Season

 1 Spring| enlivens us and gladdens our sad hearts.~O kind and loving
 2 Spring|    that bird ever since this sad and haunting tale, ~Like
 3 Spring|      of toil. ~Ah, wellaway! Sad tears befill my weary eyes; ~
 4 Summer|  selfsame fate.~The cuckoo's sad refrain, the nightingale'
 5 Summer|     tribe's sounds, chirps a sad melody. ~Yea, in such a
 6 Summer|  sigh with pain and cry in a sad voice: ~'Alack a day! How
 7 Summer|    recalling him ~Still shed sad tears, although he died
 8 Summer|   the sons' sons should shed sad tears for him. ~He was a
 9 Autumn|   grieve; ~And all the while sad tears furrow our care-worn
10 Autumn|     many a timberland. ~'Tis sad when Lauras, the uncle of
11 Winter|        Indeed, our times are sad and grim; ~So many wilful
12 Winter|   there will come, too, your sad and painful days~When, having