Season

1501 Winter|       merchant Mikolas.~As the squire opened and then read the merchant'
1502 Summer|              about. ~But those who so opine know not our peasantry. ~
1503 Summer|               your superiors, at this opportune time, ~Now that the summer
1504 Autumn|             ease the miseries of this oppressive life. ~'Tis true that in
1505 Summer|          fields.~For now all that the orchards promised in the spring, ~
1506 Autumn|            guests spoke and sang, the orchestra convened, ~Took out their
1507 Winter|               of our lives.~Thou hast ordained for us the days of grief
1508 Autumn|             jeering songs. ~When this ordeal was over, I was much undone.~
1509 Summer|          start the feudal tasks, ~And orders us to fetch the muck out
1510 Winter|           when at the gatherings ~The ordinary boors, filled up with brandywine, ~
1511 Spring|             put to scorn the sound of organ, lute and lyre,~You still
1512 Winter|              carefree life.~We sinful orphans, we forlorn and wretched
1513 Winter|            who says to the Frenchman 'oui', ~He lies and cheats and
1514       | ours
1515 Summer|               his stooge, Diksas, oft outdoes his brutish boss; ~He drags
1516 Autumn|       Entangle human souls with their outlandish arts, ~And that only Germans
1517 Spring|           which barely turns around, ~Outlasts the new one, which keeps
1518 Autumn|              each one strived hard to outsing the rest of them. ~The quieter
1519 Autumn|             tearing with his nails an outstreched hare, ~Was clearing nests
1520 Summer|              With his unwitting brain outwits a nobleman, ~But the poor
1521 Autumn|          jesters purposely wore their outworn bast shoes;~Some shoeless
1522 Winter|           winter days keeps our large ovens warm; ~That fire, hark now
1523 Summer|            but fret. ~The scoundrels, over-fed on fresh and seasoned meats, ~
1524 Summer|              and seasoned meats, ~And over-filled with brew and other bracing
1525 Summer|              proudly bears it like an overblown balloon, ~Yet like a stinking
1526 Summer|       imported frogs, ~And then, much overfed and overfilled with wine, ~
1527 Winter|          homes? ~And then, one man by overheating his old stove, ~Another,
1528 Spring|     springtime holidays, ~We must not overlook the balance of the year; ~
1529 Spring|            overstuffed with food ~And oversoaked with wine imported from
1530 Spring|               nobleman, at that, much overstuffed with food ~And oversoaked
1531 Spring|               friends, ~When we, much overtaxed by irksome tasks and toils, ~
1532 Spring|            Paikzentis replied, 'Pukys owns the lean team.' ~Now I ask
1533 Autumn|             important lord, ~And then paced up and down mumbling obscenities. ~
1534 Autumn|         around ~And calls for food to pacify the stomach's groans. ~And
1535 Winter|               As I mused all alone, a pack of wolves drew near;~Their
1536 Autumn|               Into a steaming pot was packing ugly frogs -~The delicacies
1537 Spring|         around rushed in in pairs and packs, ~And gorged the fancy food
1538 Summer|             when the Lithuanians were pagans, ~From stakes and logs of
1539 Summer|              when the tribute must be paid,~I cannot meet it; so my
1540 Summer|            gout; ~Another's aches and pains require a doctor's aid. ~
1541 Spring|               all around rushed in in pairs and packs, ~And gorged the
1542 Summer|            too, ~With Slapjurgis, and Pakuluns, the overseer. ~The boors
1543 Autumn|             prayer too well, ~And his pal, Vauskus, who has never
1544 Autumn|         fermented beer bemoistens dry palate ~And soon fills up the stomach
1545 Spring|              and the crows, and their pals, the magpies - ~As we know,
1546 Spring|        animals and fowl, ~For pot and pan each day appear and multiply. ~"
1547 Spring|    high-splashing mud, ~While others, pantless ones, would crack their
1548 Autumn|              a servant, or a maid -~A pantsless child, a babe still suckling
1549 Winter|               That dreadful miscreant parades with folded arms, ~And like
1550 Spring|              the bending poor and the parading rich -~The youngsters of
1551 Spring|           Earth, and drove you out of Paradise -~Caused you to gain your
1552 Winter|            with your sharp darts that paralyze and slay! ~It is an awful
1553 Winter|              pots. ~And so now let us part, and with the help of God ~
1554 Autumn|          sliced pork ~And sausages at parties, feasts and wedding balls; ~
1555 Autumn|               him a plow - ~Or harrow parts, or e'en a lone tooth of
1556 Autumn|           spared no means to make the party a success. ~The butcher
1557 Summer|              when I dish the meats, I pass it in large chunks. ~And
1558 Spring|         grumble if at times a peasant passing by ~Fails to see the bright
1559 Winter|          leagues of land and miles of pastures wide? ~Besides, the boors,
1560 Winter|              home; but it is sweet to pat ~A blazing stove, and then
1561 Spring|               wear again the same old patched-up pants, ~The children must
1562 Autumn|            winds, ~With many loosened patches falling to the ground. ~
1563 Summer|              words or swear, ~Then he paternally told them to hold their
1564 Summer|              foot along the lanes and paths.~And it was strange, for
1565 Summer|           Face downward by a fence or pathway, fast asleep. ~At times
1566 Autumn|          gates of hell.~So warned the patriarchs and holy men of old,~And
1567 Autumn|            long and loud, ~And caused Pauluks, next door, to fear a village
1568 Summer|               restless bull begins to paw and moo, ~The dolt gets
1569 Autumn|               and fight brought among peaceful men. ~Many a decent man
1570 Autumn|            like a prince displays his peacock crest; ~Another wades in
1571 Winter|            And winter's fingers weave pearl blossoms on the bough. ~
1572 Winter|               as with the sieves, the pearly dust of snow. ~Too, e'en
1573 Summer|             who so opine know not our peasantry. ~Believe you me, at times
1574 Summer|           wives pick mushrooms by the peck, ~And dry them in their
1575 Spring|             your gleaming eggs ~Shall peep and prove to be a lot of
1576 Summer|               you'll find a fool: ~He peeps not only from under an old
1577 Autumn|              And save the hard-earned pennies for such yearly needs ~As
1578 Autumn|               coat. ~It's not through penury he live so modestly, ~But
1579 Spring|               bast-shod, like a dolt, performed mean feudal tasks? ~Don'
1580 Autumn|          sensed the sorcery they were performing there. ~Upsetting his bed,
1581 Summer|             buds and smelled of their perfume. ~All hail, and God grant
1582 Autumn|            the spring,~And its divine perfumes - all, all has passed away!~
1583 Winter|               meal?~Does not our king permit the shooting of these pests?~
1584 Winter|                vile or false, ~And He permits us not to lie or cheat or
1585 Winter|          succumbs in pain?~Though God permitted you to sit on a high throne,~
1586 Autumn|             propagate new schemes for perpetrating sin - ~That is the faith
1587 Winter|             are all our tools and our persistent toils,~Our new seed baskets
1588 Winter|              down for frying some few pesky crows. ~For ye, O noble
1589 Winter|          permit the shooting of these pests?~Among the Lithuanians there
1590 Autumn|             from the hot stove, ~Chef Petras glowed with pride in his
1591 Summer|            But will be not enough for petticoats and pants. ~And mushrooms,
1592 Spring|                Lithuanians are crafty philosophers: ~They speak not of such
1593 Winter|           then, come Monday, he keeps picking his snout's gore." ~"Indeed,"
1594 Autumn|       parsnips, carrots, squash, dill pickles, radishes, ~Beets, rutabagas,
1595 Summer|              But ill at ease each day picks up his spoon in hand. ~What
1596 Spring|             to your good health, that piebald bug. ~Eat lady beetles,
1597 Autumn|             ugly words, pronounced in piggish ways,~A hellish turbulence
1598 Summer|              crude games and wallowed piggishly, ~Loud quarrels and mad
1599 Summer|            kept drinking on and on so pigishly, ~And was the very first
1600 Autumn|             him by Docys. ~For just a pigsty and a storehouse still remain; ~
1601 Autumn|              They seem to be but ugly piles of wood and straw. ~When
1602 Summer|              nights, ~And drenched my pillow with an endless stream of
1603 Winter|            roof, ~The naked saplings, pinched by the relentless frosts ~
1604 Winter|         mighty oak, or a tall verdant pine, ~Then split the heavy trunk
1605 Spring|          their nice dolls, when their pink tummies ache, ~Blurt, blabber,
1606 Autumn|              guests said "Our Father" piously, ~As faithful Christians
1607 Winter|           scamp, ~While smoking a lit pipe, crawls into the dry straw, ~
1608 Winter|               crows, ~And in a smudgy pipkin seethes their fulsome meat, ~
1609 Summer|              Alas! This human life is piteous and brief, ~Like that of
1610 Summer|         something really new and most pitiable! ~And yet such acts and
1611 Autumn|           savings keeps. ~In case you plan to visit Selmas' modest
1612 Winter|            threats, have put on armor plate, ~So now in dark retreats
1613 Summer|        blooming youth - lighthearted, playful brave - ~Old blooms, like
1614 Winter|           black, white and brown,~Moo pleadingly when they are shown a sheaf
1615 Autumn|               boor's hand ~And humbly pleads for food, his hunger to
1616 Winter|             by the stove to gain some pleasant heat, ~Thank Him for giving
1617 Summer|             of food and cookery;~I've pleased the noble lords and the
1618 Autumn|           stealing wood. ~I beam with pleasure when he does these tasks
1619 Summer|              fresh food and fruit was plentiful, ~And we again had things
1620 Autumn|             grave. ~Death strikes the pliant bush and the majestic grove; ~
1621 Autumn|               in lashing rain,~And he plods faithfully down the wet,
1622 Spring|               foods. ~And set aside a plot for ever-needed hemp; ~Skimp
1623 Spring|         homely tasks. ~Yon, vegetable plots are waiting for your hands. ~
1624 Winter|          baskets and our newly bought plowshares,~Our setting out to plow
1625 Summer|           Many a bud and bloom's been plucked by human hands - ~Adored
1626 Summer|               scolding he always used plural Jus". ~He seldom swore,
1627 Autumn|               struck a boorish tune. ~Plyckius twanged cymbal; Kubas scraped
1628 Spring|            regards you as a fool,~And plys your lazy back with his
1629 Summer|           then beware, and stuff your pocketbooks in time, ~So that each one
1630 Summer|             up; ~From the beweathered pods the grain is falling out. ~
1631 Spring|            eagle spoke and questioned poignantly, ~A husky stork arose, stretched
1632 Spring|          heavy load to a more distant point ~Than the brisk steed, which
1633 Winter|              Town the grain for sale.~Polite and fat Kurpiuns, the senior
1634 Autumn|              All members of the house politely bent their heads~Before
1635 Summer|               Germans more and more, ~Politeness and good grace are waning
1636 Summer|              not wonder if you hear a pompous gawk ~Ablabbing stupid words.
1637 Winter|                 On the grim lakes and ponds translucent windows form, ~
1638 Winter|               having thrown away your ponies and your dolls,~Of need
1639 Winter|          cursed the fall. ~And so the populace, with eyes upon the north, ~
1640 Summer|       Plauciunas' pallid rye. ~"Whose porkers are these?" I questioned
1641 Autumn|              artist's hand so vividly portrays - ~With the slaughterous
1642 Winter|           While some aggressive ones, posessing better sense, ~Head over
1643 Summer|           hand. ~What if some Mykolas possesses a large paunch ~And proudly
1644 Winter|              forest guard. ~This one, pot-valiant, raging and staggering, ~
1645 Autumn|              belly full struts like a potentate, ~Inhumanly torments the
1646 Autumn|            sack or two,~And runs to a pothouse to drink and to carouse. ~
1647 Winter|             he passed his old tobacco pouch~Around the room and looked
1648 Winter|               like kettle drums, ~And pound the human ear many a league
1649 Summer|                to Plauciunas, who yon pounds his sickle." ~You know how
1650 Autumn|              village fire. ~As he was pouring soups and gravies into bowls ~
1651 Summer|               as through his hands he pours his hoarded gold, ~Yet dares
1652 Winter|            remaining stoically, ~Like powdered gentlemen in dignified parade. ~
1653 Autumn|               like the other child is powerless when born.~Whether born
1654 Summer|              and fields we'll have to prattle, too. ~So hurry, boys, the
1655 Winter|           children cried;~At times he prayed so loud that e'en his voice
1656 Autumn|          psalms, fasts, offerings and prayers - ~To these apostates smell
1657 Autumn|                my beloved coutrymen, ~Prays do not fraternize with wanton
1658 Summer|             the house -~So much to be preferred to any kind of nuts. ~Our
1659 Summer|           Bang our old pots and pans, preparing wholesome meals, ~To still
1660 Spring|              family ~And, bowing low, presents his children to the flock. ~
1661 Spring|            For we will have to do the pressing feudal tasks. ~Yes, it will
1662 Autumn|               And now the sluicy mud, prest down by a bast shoe, ~Bubbles
1663 Autumn|              their daughter wed. ~And pretty Ilzbute, their very youngest
1664 Autumn|      hopelessly indined to deviltry, ~Prevents his children from attending
1665 Winter|              folded arms, ~And like a prickly thorn harasses weary boors; ~
1666 Autumn|              bast shoes and wore them pridefully? ~In those days no one downed
1667 Winter|          before those who were there,~Priekus slipped on his sheepskin
1668 Summer|        lamented squire, ~While in the prime of life, has met a tragic
1669 Autumn|             the school, Vauskus - the principal. ~One says the teacher is
1670 Autumn|           scorns me like a horse. ~If privately my boss would even skin
1671 Spring|            must work hard to earn the privilege. ~"And therefore, each of
1672 Autumn|           boors each year, ~When they proceed to make the new bast shoes
1673 Winter|               that God Himself, as He proclaimed His law, ~Decreed that we
1674 Autumn|              Who for the idlers would produce the sapid foods ~And drinks,
1675 Summer|            then casts away its hues, ~Produces its new seed, and ends its
1676 Summer|               gather while we may the products of the soil. ~The fields
1677 Autumn|             to me to take a document ~Prom a high lord to a most high
1678 Winter|              nearing day by day, ~And promises us much of new, good things
1679 Winter|               the marshy swamps, ~And prompted all to change from tumbrel
1680 Summer|          clothes, ~And e'en could not pronounce the awkward German words! ~
1681 Autumn|                Because of ugly words, pronounced in piggish ways,~A hellish
1682 Autumn|               lie and abjure God -~To propagate new schemes for perpetrating
1683 Summer|       Plauciunas missed his long-lost property, ~And now began to search
1684 Winter|            workingmen? ~Could not you prosper there whereat you were hatched
1685 Autumn|             to defraud, ~To drink and prostitute, to lie and abjure God -~
1686 Winter|              O dear God, our Heavenly Protagonist,~Who countless eons ere
1687 Summer|               a small bird, born in a protected nest, ~Now seeks for daily
1688 Winter|           open winter homes, ~Without protection from the rigors of the frosts. ~
1689 Spring|              man's back yard. ~And He provides and cares for ev'ry flock
1690 Summer|           their rustic ways and their provincial homes ~As nasty to look
1691 Autumn|                To carry back with me, provoked and terrified ~I rushed
1692 Winter|           With cap in hand before the prudish watchman bowed,~And said
1693 Summer|             became of the bewhiskered Prussian days, ~When hired help was
1694 Autumn|                  High hymns and pious psalms, fasts, offerings and prayers - ~
1695 Summer|              be ashamed at feasts and public gatherings? ~You miserable
1696 Autumn|               even skin my hide, ~But publicly he would defend and honor
1697 Autumn|          health homemade groats blood pudding,~Take chitterlings and fat
1698 Autumn|         violin; ~Znairiuks, with face puffed out, played his old wooden
1699 Autumn|          straight for hell.~The lord, puffed-up with pride of his great
1700 Spring|              fields and meads, ~Or to pule, quack or moo within some
1701 Spring|               for the sins of men God punishes the world. ~And man, that
1702 Autumn|               great shame and painful punishment. ~Besides, among the boors
1703 Summer|            the while, ~But turn to be purblind and feeble-minded wrecks, ~
1704 Summer|             always used the sweet and pure Lithuanian tongue. ~But
1705 Winter|          Lithuanian tongue, learns to purloin, ~And laughs when Krizas
1706 Autumn|       Lithuanian style. ~Some jesters purposely wore their outworn bast
1707 Autumn|           time blow with their thick, pursed-up lips ~Into the stove to
1708 Spring|                A herder's garments to pursue the herd afield, ~When drenching
1709 Winter|            all of us worn out. ~While putting on bast shoes or pulling
1710 Spring|               and meads, ~Or to pule, quack or moo within some man's
1711 Autumn|          gaggling geese, and you too, quacking ducks,~Run - run and swim
1712 Autumn|           club ~And chased the female quacks out of the fulsome house. ~
1713 Spring|             domain began to steam and quake. ~We all know but to well
1714 Summer|             wallowed piggishly, ~Loud quarrels and mad shouts arose amidst
1715 Summer|              ago, when he had drank a quart of wine, ~Enraged, assaulted
1716 Autumn|            much. ~"As I looked on, so queasy did my stomach grow, ~That
1717 Winter|         cheese, and then with drinks ~Quench your tormenting thirst till
1718 Winter|                And angrily replied to questions asked of him. ~"What's that
1719 Spring|               lake, ~"Help, help! Oh, quickly help!" a shrieking voice
1720 Autumn|      intriguers soon slipped out to a quiet nook, ~Where they had hid
1721 Autumn|        outsing the rest of them. ~The quieter women sat aside in their
1722 Autumn|              praised. ~All the guests quietly dined and chatted merrily, ~
1723 Winter|               tis high time for us to quit the sorry trade." ~Stern
1724 Spring|             forced to beg for alms!" ~Quote Prickus, "A young man, meseems,
1725 Winter|               northern winds began to race at reckless speed, ~And
1726 Winter|                 Even the noble lords, racing by on horse back, ~Wrapped
1727 Summer|             his miserable mite, ~He's racked by choking thirst for a
1728 Autumn|            horse gave out a neigh; ~A rafter tumbled down from your ramshackle
1729 Autumn|             and bast ~To the decaying rafters, dangle here and there. ~
1730 Autumn|                wine, and beer, ~Then, ragged, tramp around and cause
1731 Winter|          Besides, the boors, about to raid the royal wood,~Bring you
1732 Autumn|               s hand at the communion rail ~Had been divinely blest
1733 Winter|               back, ~Wrapped tight in rain-proof coats and wearing new high-boots, ~
1734 Spring|              ever growing swarms were rallying each day ~And gaping all
1735 Summer|         thought a herd of oxen on the rampage blared; ~'Twas the Plauciunas'
1736 Autumn|         rafter tumbled down from your ramshackle house, ~And window panes
1737 Winter|               the drifting snow makes ranges of white hills, ~And winter'
1738 Autumn|              lords and ladies of high rank ~Speak but in accents sweet
1739 Winter|               and steal; ~Then having ransacked the lunch baskets of your
1740 Autumn|           beforehand; ~There round by rapid round they drained the bottle
1741 Winter|              oft a stupid man ~Shoots rashly and burns down innocent
1742       | rather
1743 Autumn|             And window panes began to rattle, crack, and fall. ~Inside
1744 Summer|           aptly said, 'An old crone's rattling teeth ~Are much too weak
1745 Autumn|          twirling dancing ceased; the raucous songs died down; ~There
1746 Autumn|          chicken meat, ~And where the raven brought a gosling to his
1747 Spring|           unborn breed. ~And when you reach our grove, pray, then remember
1748 Summer|              nag, ~And in a fortnight reached his home on foot, quite
1749 Autumn|               As Mikas and Docys will readily attest. ~"But that is not
1750 Autumn|             sun? ~Just as a dream, so real and lovely in our sleep, ~
1751 Autumn|          almost cried out aloud. ~But realizing that I had no right to shout, ~
1752 Summer|               work, ~That's something really new and most pitiable! ~
1753 Summer|             each year when the summer reappears ~Every fool begins to push
1754 Spring|               like a maniac bereft of reasoning. ~He pulled his rumpled
1755 Spring|               balmy summer days. ~The reawakened soil reveals its fruitfulness; ~
1756 Summer|              deserves full well to be recalled each day, ~That even the
1757 Winter|               wait awhile; ~They will receive their share and get their
1758       | recent
1759 Summer|              and other crops as added recompense. ~"When such hands start
1760 Winter|          boors ~And disparage them by recounting their misdeeds? ~You must
1761 Autumn|               the uncle of Bleberis, ~Recounts the grave misdeeds done
1762 Winter|           black, ~They slaughter oxen red, and of every hue; ~Fearless,
1763 Spring|        winding road. ~"Yes; take that red-haired ox and hitch him to a plow, ~
1764 Autumn|          there was a place to hide my reddened face - ~And all the more,
1765 Autumn|              ever received a suitable redress.~Good God! How well we know
1766 Autumn|              that the lightning might reduce your homes to dust?' ~All
1767 Summer|             long to begging I will be reduced.~So many herds of cows,
1768 Autumn|           crusts of bread, ~Though we refresh our hearts with weak and
1769 Autumn|             the cold fall days sought refuge in the fields, ~Or made
1770 Autumn|          never-ending tasks,~Must now regain our strength by crunching
1771 Spring|        sparrow's mate. ~You scorn the regal robes, despise resplendent
1772 Spring|            You know full well that he regards you as a fool,~And plys
1773 Summer|             and I know well serfdom's regretful lot, ~How everyday boors
1774 Autumn|              We witness ev'ryday how, reigning ev'rywhere, ~The devil fouls
1775 Spring|            voice. ~While he gazed and rejoiced, his sweet and loving spouse ~
1776 Spring|             Instead of spinning, they relate so many tales,~That their
1777 Autumn|              held the lordly scroll; ~Relieved of it soon, I crept into
1778 Summer|           spin, ~When your flax still remains bescattered in the fields? ~
1779 Spring|            worthy name with insensate remarks? ~Just wait, you brainless
1780 Autumn|               Docys with their strong remedies, ~And were about to dress
1781 Autumn|           saved and eaten sparingly, ~Remembering that there will be more
1782 Autumn|               to me, oft falls such a remorse. ~This elk-horn-handled
1783 Spring|               all by yourself in some remote retreat~Perhaps adreaming
1784 Winter|           Down to the very end of the remotest fence. ~Then such a fool,
1785 Autumn|              the boors there are some renegades, ~Who, having eaten up their
1786 Autumn|             tears, ~As rolling wheels renew the ruts in its slashed
1787 Autumn|               elks were chased by the repacious wolves, ~And where the wolf
1788 Winter|               are! ~That's how we are repaid for faithful services. ~
1789 Spring|              when their long and hard repairs were fully done ~The two
1790 Spring|              of my old man, ~And will repeat his words as long as I shall
1791 Summer|               without parental care -~Repeating its tribe's sounds, chirps
1792 Winter|              your faults.~Many of you report each morning late for work,~
1793 Spring|             stress and strain we find repose and peace. ~"Well, now the
1794 Autumn|             angrily. ~Keep still, you reprobates! Is it a proper thing ~To
1795 Summer|             Another's aches and pains require a doctor's aid. ~Why do
1796 Autumn|           what amount of feed we must reserve in store. ~Indeed, is it
1797 Spring|            village streets ~And there resorted to all kinds of tricks and
1798 Winter|                Under the wagon wheels resound like kettle drums, ~And
1799 Spring|               forest, grove and hurst resounded with sweet song; ~Green
1800 Autumn|              different ways, ~Krizas' resourceful chef steamed, fried and
1801 Autumn|            commune - ~Know no sincere respect and hear no word of praise!" ~"
1802 Spring|              the regal robes, despise resplendent gowns; ~You shun the silken
1803 Spring|               once the feathered folk responded to the call, ~Convening
1804 Spring|             gained on sweet sleep and rested my old bones.~So many times
1805 Autumn|               will find it clean, and restful as a church. ~His table'
1806 Spring|             hollow flask, ~And by his restlessness brings harm unto himself. ~
1807 Winter|      completely hoarse. ~So if we now resume again that crying spell, ~
1808 Winter|               wish to be smart and to retain their farms. ~E'en though
1809 Spring|               yourself in some remote retreat~Perhaps adreaming that you
1810 Winter|           have no cause to worry when returning here~How you will get your
1811 Autumn|           sausages; ~And each time he returns uncaught by the woodsman, ~
1812 Winter|            white snow,~And do not yet reveal what the benignant God~Has
1813 Summer|             my friends; ~In turn they revered him and held him in esteem. ~
1814 Winter|             realize that soon He will review your sins. ~Some day He
1815 Summer|            still our appetites and to revive our souls. ~"But man O man,
1816 Summer|               by choking thirst for a reviving gulp, ~But no one offers
1817 Summer|             And scowls when he is not rewarded with high pay. ~Just try
1818 Autumn|              into your bellies costly Rhenish wine, ~Neglect to thank
1819 Spring|             your old garments fell to ribbons on your loins. ~Then too,
1820 Autumn|             ease, ~And even split the ribs and bones like a sharp ax, ~
1821 Autumn|               beneath the roof;~These riches now we cook and eat each
1822 Autumn|            back for twelve years I've ridden far and wide, ~And made
1823 Autumn|              But now I am the butt of ridicule by all - ~Now e'en the children
1824 Winter|        delicious meat, ~Then from the rigid things you get your tender
1825 Winter|           Without protection from the rigors of the frosts. ~We, when
1826 Summer|             your wives to harvest the ripe flax. ~For some of it still
1827 Summer|            the soil. ~The fields have ripened now; the summer soon will
1828 Spring|             the roasts and steaks are ripping your insides?~As they your
1829 Autumn|       gossipers convene, ~Their first rite is to fill themselves with
1830 Spring|             this, she ran towards the river bank, ~And there she washed
1831 Autumn|             swim before the streaming rivers freeze. ~You roosters and
1832 Winter|              sitting by the stove you roast delicious meat, ~Then from
1833 Spring|            mate. ~You scorn the regal robes, despise resplendent gowns; ~
1834 Spring|               slew his brother with a rock?~Yes Adam, by your breach
1835 Autumn|              kinds of wrongs and base roguery.~Yea; lord and servant,
1836 Autumn|            seasoning; ~He only drinks root beer or water from a brook; ~
1837 Autumn|            all those potent herbs and roots,~Admixed Dutch myrtle leaves
1838 Spring|           good when you make your own rope and net, ~And save the money
1839 Summer|               you? Leave him alone to rot! ~Let's gather while we
1840 Autumn|         ground. ~Beneath the roof the rotted beams and gables sway, ~
1841 Summer|               of cheese? ~Then having roughly crunched his miserable mite, ~
1842 Winter|          Bleberis,~While riding on my rounds, I've seen how you behave, ~
1843 Spring|               of useful seeds. ~Plant rows of cabbage and sow carrots
1844 Winter|               Thy aid, our Father who'rt in heav'n~We cannot reap
1845 Autumn|           with other female friends, ~Rubbed and massaged Docys with
1846 Spring|            Are you not now ashamed to ruin your children's lives? ~"
1847 Autumn|          modest home only the charred ruins stare. ~Such foul activities
1848 Winter|            not clown, e'en though the rulers stretch their crests, ~And
1849 Spring|             reasoning. ~He pulled his rumpled hair from his unbalanced
1850 Winter|            The lord and his valet are rushing straight for hell. ~While
1851 Winter|          boors are all alike. ~Swede, Russian, Pole and Jew - they all
1852 Summer|               Of bolets, chanterells, russulas, and verdetts, ~And other
1853 Summer|            such excess, that e'en the rustics blush; ~Of late the rugged
1854 Autumn|              rolling wheels renew the ruts in its slashed back. ~Where
1855 Autumn|               blow and tingle his jew's-harp,~And Kubas tuned and scraped
1856 Autumn|              on it rest many selected sacred books, ~So that, when all
1857 Winter|               his maids and help were saddened and upset. ~His knave, Slapjurgis,
1858 Spring|               through the cracks, cry sadly for some food.~Why did you
1859 Winter|             says "Our Father" for the safety of his wealth. ~Now while
1860 Spring|          Crows, ravens, magpies, owls sailed on from bough to bough. ~
1861 Summer|               of the lark beneath the sailing clouds -~Now we but seldom
1862 Autumn|            will of God.~Each day live saintly lives, steer clear of all
1863 Autumn|               fire-giving flint, ~And Salomeja scalds her linen shirts
1864 Summer|              or broth, ~Calls not for salt alone, but for a soup bone,
1865 Summer|            harvesters large chunks of salted pork, ~And therewith their
1866 Winter|     Henceforth you must observe these salutary rules, ~Or else the government
1867 Spring|        foolish flies.~But now when we salute the happy days of spring,~
1868 Winter|               away. ~So now the world salutes the winter on the march. ~
1869 Autumn|           Berge brought many kinds of salves.~All of them aghast ran
1870 Winter|            cannot be poor without his sanctioning. ~Therefore each must accept
1871 Autumn|              idlers would produce the sapid foods ~And drinks, and would
1872 Winter|             ledge of roof, ~The naked saplings, pinched by the relentless
1873 Autumn|             How well we know how this sardonic age ~Walks past our bitter
1874 Summer|             is time to eat, ~With his satanic words beatifies the food, ~
1875 Spring|              lay to sleep in lace and satin featherbeds; ~But even their
1876 Spring|             many services. ~It is not satisfied to be just duly drest, ~
1877 Winter|            stand beside?~Then we like savage beasts would have to roam
1878 Winter|               near;~Their howls broke savagely into the midnight's hush. ~
1879 Autumn|       disclose the place where he his savings keeps. ~In case you plan
1880 Autumn|      fire-giving flint, ~And Salomeja scalds her linen shirts and clouts; ~
1881 Spring|             your ever sweet and merry scales and trills ~Make all our
1882 Spring|              spun their threads, ~Or, scaling up and down, stretched long
1883 Autumn|              brew, ~Yet e'en for such scant gifts we daily thank the
1884 Spring|            serpent tongue. ~"And you, scapegrace Pukys, be mindful of the
1885 Winter|             Who like a lightning bolt scare life out of a boor?~Were
1886 Autumn|              alarm at such an uncouth scene.~Lords, in their own proud
1887 Spring|           spring blooms, ~Enjoy their scents divine and hail the joyous
1888 Autumn|         abjure God -~To propagate new schemes for perpetrating sin - ~
1889 Winter|               snicker not at him, nor scoff at his worn garb - ~Nor
1890 Summer|              said Jus; ~And e'en when scolding he always used plural Jus". ~
1891 Autumn|               me thoroughly. ~My boss scolds me each day and tells me
1892 Spring|             are in, ~You so inhumanly scoop up your food reserves, ~
1893 Summer|              nut should not be meanly scorned, ~For many girls and boys
1894 Winter|              Frenchmen view us with a scornful eye, ~Yet they enjoy full
1895 Winter|               will do!" cried Prickus scornfully. ~"Around and round we've
1896 Spring|           Eyeing the drunken lord and scorning him at once.~"Have you a
1897 Autumn|               it is to pay the yearly scot ~To the cheftains when due;
1898 Autumn|            clouts; ~Katryne and Berge scour rusty pots and pans, ~And
1899 Summer|             his might and skill, ~And scowls when he is not rewarded
1900 Winter|              the children screech and scramble in the streets. ~Our horses
1901 Winter|        bitterly,~And how the children screech and scramble in the streets. ~
1902 Winter|           Daugkalba, a driveler, ~Oft screeches like a cockerel and lifts
1903 Autumn|                 They learned the Holy Script and Rule Divine by heart, ~
1904 Autumn|            that in this world, as the Scripture reveals,~The true believers
1905 Autumn|             my hand I held the lordly scroll; ~Relieved of it soon, I
1906 Spring|            warm up a stove~And how to scrub and shine your master's
1907 Spring|              And there she washed and scrubbed the lad's unclean new pants. ~
1908 Autumn|             that roamed the woods and scurried in the fields, ~All things
1909 Spring|             play 'hide and seek,' and scurry to and fro; ~Meanwhile the
1910 Winter|           untimely death, caused us a sea of grief. ~O kindly squire,
1911 Summer|                 In vain we wished and searched for bits of condiments. ~
1912 Spring|           that was not the end. While searching for his cash ~And kicking,
1913 Spring|             sent to swim in lakes and seas, ~To others He gave wings
1914 Winter|           that God has given him that seat; ~And he who at his birth
1915 Autumn|               guests, ~And the guests seated in variegated lines ~Plauciunas'
1916 Spring|             and flying far and wide; ~Secluded in the nooks, lean spiders
1917 Winter|             windtight roof.~There, in seclusion, we hide from the winter'
1918 Spring|               tunes?~Pray, why do you secrete yourself with your refrain?~
1919 Autumn|             of flax, ~Then sells them secretly and sips the bracing drinks. ~
1920 Autumn|              seizing listless hearts, seducing idle minds. ~To steal and
1921 Spring|          potatoes too. ~See that your seedlings do not die of weeds and
1922 Spring|               sow all kinds of useful seeds. ~Plant rows of cabbage
1923       | seemed
1924       | seems
1925 Autumn|     harvesting the crops,~Or to munch seethed ham while doing work indoors? ~"
1926 Winter|                And in a smudgy pipkin seethes their fulsome meat, ~It
1927 Autumn|            his maleficent hordes, ~Is seizing listless hearts, seducing
1928 Summer|             be prepared, ~And save me seizures and the beating of your
1929 Autumn|             set, ~And on it rest many selected sacred books, ~So that,
1930 Winter|             obeys his God. ~"But you, self-willed, gor-bellied, bristling
1931 Autumn|              fascicles of flax, ~Then sells them secretly and sips the
1932 Autumn|            with a cut of helicompany;~Selmyke and Berge brought many kinds
1933 Winter|          Polite and fat Kurpiuns, the senior chief commune,~With cap
1934 Autumn|             the witchcraft fumes ~And sensed the sorcery they were performing
1935 Autumn|             care that much for my old senseless beast, ~On whose back for
1936 Autumn|               as a neighbor, gave him sensible advice. ~Said I, 'You filthy
1937 Autumn|             Regard the weary boors as sensless simpletons, ~And yet oft
1938 Spring|        watchman recently came here to sequestrate, ~And questioned angrily
1939 Winter|        nutriment that the soul needs,~Serenely takes the shape of an evolving
1940 Summer|           when the time's at hand for serious, useful work, ~Then all
1941 Spring|        gnashing teeth, lets loose his serpent tongue. ~"And you, scapegrace
1942 Summer|          cooking thin oatmeal pap~And serving it to their beloved families,~
1943 Autumn|            set to leave - ~A bas-shod servitor of Bleberis rushed in,~Asqualling: "
1944 Summer|            last sweet days, ~Ere fall sets in, let's not forget what'
1945 Winter|          newly bought plowshares,~Our setting out to plow and e'en to
1946 Winter|              merciful, burns down the settlement, ~Down to the very end of
1947 Winter|            died. ~The squire, too, so severely boxed the watchman's ears, ~
1948 Spring|              had returned in worn and shabby feathered garb, ~Some carried
1949 Autumn|              passed by your unsightly shack, ~And so I stopped by it
1950 Autumn|             live in their dilapidated shacks. ~One of the twain is called
1951 Winter|              us afield, when we again shad toil and sweat."~
1952 Winter|           life.~And now, at last, the shades of the expiring year,~And
1953 Autumn|       Stretches out more and more the shadows of all things, ~And in a
1954 Winter|             three commits a grave and shameful sin. ~But what a greater
1955 Summer|             to put on his pants, ~Who shamefully - I hope you will not think
1956 Summer|             their loud howling up and shamelessly insist~That I should kill
1957 Winter|           beware, as you lift up your sharp-edged sword, ~That you should
1958 Summer|             for the boys and girls he sharpens his old scythe, ~Without
1959 Winter|           until the bud casts off its shells~And gracefully unfolds its
1960 Spring|           When we in frigid days seek shelter from harsh winds~Atop a
1961 Winter|               feudal serfs, and ye, O shepherds meek - ~And ye, the other
1962 Spring|              You strike your loom and shift the shuttle back and forth. ~
1963 Winter|        misfortune! - it was one whole shilling short! ~Because of this
1964 Summer|            all is done. ~But you, you shirkers, all the day in hiding sleep. ~
1965 Spring|             winter's ice, ~Or huddled shivering under a stunted bush, ~Crept
1966 Autumn|               Then butcher those gray shoats, and that corpulant sow;~
1967 Summer|             tumbled off the roof. ~So shocking were the words the angry
1968 Autumn|              outworn bast shoes;~Some shoeless and some coatless made amusing
1969 Spring|           would beat your back with a shoemaker's last, ~And how your mother
1970 Winter|               not our king permit the shooting of these pests?~Among the
1971 Spring|           would sell you to a butcher shop? ~Just think how you would
1972 Autumn|         Frenchmen came to our beloved shore ~And taught us to accept
1973 Winter|            visitors from many distant shores ~Come here to learn about
1974 Winter|             small kindling wood, ~And shove it in the stove for heat
1975 Autumn|             and then, ~Distressed, he shoves a coin into some kinds boor'
1976 Summer|          debate went on, the watchman showed up, too, ~With Slapjurgis,
1977 Winter|             still keeps us here, will shower upon us,~We mortals do not
1978 Winter|              pleadingly when they are shown a sheaf of straw;~And just
1979 Autumn|               down the sky: ~Each day shows less and less of its majestic
1980 Spring|            help! Oh, quickly help!" a shrieking voice cried out. ~Such urgent
1981 Summer|           breath, ran for the nearest shrubs to hide. ~The toads and
1982 Spring|               resplendent gowns; ~You shun the silken dress and all
1983 Summer|          girls, keep your wide mouths shut tight! - ~We, your superiors,
1984 Spring|               your loom and shift the shuttle back and forth. ~You reign
1985 Autumn|              bold; another - much too shy. ~As they weigh teachers,
1986 Autumn|              tide engulfs us from all sides, ~And how Lucifer, with
1987 Winter|                And sifts, as with the sieves, the pearly dust of snow. ~
1988 Winter|             bellows puts to work ~And sifts, as with the sieves, the
1989 Winter|            far into space.~As thus he sighed and grieved and whimpered
1990 Autumn|              Docys to gasp and show a sign of life. ~"His tearful wife,
1991 Autumn|              so upset ~That they grew silent, did not move, and did not
1992 Autumn|              and uttered imprecations silently, ~And yet so fervently,
1993 Autumn|         mother's breast. ~The rich in silks, the poor in rags, shed
1994 Spring|             spouse ~Appeared upon the sill in gay and joyful mood ~
1995 Spring|     relentless gales. ~Doors wrecked, sills fallen off, and ev'ry window
1996 Winter|          three full sacks of gold and silver coins,~The squire became
1997 Winter|           gift in the barn they would sincerely thank.~Of course, in summer
1998 Winter|               hard wood~Or, slaughter sinfully the fast-vanishing elk;~
1999 Autumn|            While Mikols in the garden singes butchered shoat ~With flaming
2000 Autumn|            quaff of stale brew, ~Yea, sink so low, they lie and falsify