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Poetry
501 1 | and hardship, quietude and strife,~ Be the land beloved more 502 3 | forgetfulness, I~Always strive to be closer to you, Baltic 503 3 | heart could express~All its strivings as grandly as you, Baltic 504 1 | LITHUANIA~ ~The Nemunas flows in strong repose~ And waters our native 505 1 | In her cause our fathers strove and bled,~ In her cause 506 1 | reeper's hand,~When the stubble-corn is all cold and torn –~ 507 4 | reach in their works the sublime?~ ~Then what is my misery 508 2 | mouldering stone ~Works loose and submissively falls. ~The towers keep 509 2 | cheek starts to flow ~And suddenly clouds my blue eyes. ~In 510 5 | reminiscence?~ ~A glowing sunrise golden-dressed~Will dim 511 9 | dream.~ ~Slowly the Alpine sunset was fading;~The bells of 512 10| heavy mist and foam ~You're sure to hear a sobbing moan.~ ~ 513 10| shine.~The waters slowly surge and splatter. ~But – lo! – 514 2 | youth just in dreams find survival?~ ~Each time when through 515 4 | trepidation – ~The grave soon will swallow it all!~ ~My songs soon 516 1 | memory is blest,~ Where our sweat has watered the loam.~ In 517 10| With Jūratė by his side ~ Sweetly kissing his blue eyes ~ 518 7 | ll bring back a Prussian sword. A silken scarf I'll bring.~ 519 2 | bitterly cries.~A sorrowful tear down my cheek starts to 520 9 | blueness unique...~Why, little teardrop, why are you rolling~And 521 10| When conquered by the sweet temptation ~Jūratė rushed to his embrace ~ 522 6 | love and its bliss. ~It tempts me to clasp all the world 523 10| touch the goddess, pure and tender! ~The amber palace in a 524 2 | unpeopled and dumb! ~I tenderly fancy your most precious 525 1 | Prince's abode~ And made the Teuton flee.~Our homage is due 526 | thee 527 4 | haunted~Will fade soon like thick crimson dawn!~ ~Translated 528 10| Fellow sweetest,~ Don't you think you are immodest? ~ Why 529 4 | seas or a man's restless thought ~This world's deeds are 530 9 | The rays of the sun;~My thoughts went soaring, earth gladly 531 4 | will miss me at all!~Like thousands who lived once and sank 532 10| from high above~The mighty Thunder was offended: ~How dare 533 10| Fellow sweetest,~ While the thunderstorm was dying, ~ Kissed and 534 9 | morning~With sweet rue are tied,~Where brother's horse is 535 2 | mould overgrown all around~A time-honoured castle there looms!~Its 536 10| damnation.~ ~The Lithuanian girl today~Wishing her boy to stare 537 1 | lighten the ploughman's toil.~ As our rivers cross the 538 2 | Yet Trakai outlasted their tombs. ~While centuries run, its 539 1 | s song in our brother's tongue~ Can lighten the ploughman' 540 | too 541 1 | stubble-corn is all cold and torn –~ Ever fair is our native 542 10| mortal fall in love~And touch the goddess, pure and tender! ~ 543 10| his embrace ~And softly touched Kastytis' face.~ ~ He's 544 1 | Rafael Sealey~(Very loose translation)~ ~ ~ 545 9 | spent happy years that I treasure,~The years of my youth.~ 546 10| He's astounded by sea treasures. ~ Though the blushing sun 547 8 | summer nights,~Not a leaf in treetop stirs.~All is tranquil, 548 4 | of my blood or my heart's trepidation – ~The grave soon will swallow 549 2 | In vain my poor heart tries to seek consolation, ~All 550 9 | of Lucerne~Man's load of troubles and those of Nature~To Heaven 551 9 | wondering whether~It happened in truth.~ ~How many faces, happenings, 552 3 | storms of my heart which I try to defy,~Who shall not be 553 4 | exalted?~A shadow that's tuning along!~When man is no more, 554 10| is sinking in the west,~Turn back, Kastytis, in a hurry! ~ 555 10| admire~The lad was far from turning coward: ~His beaming eyes 556 6 | meadows and fields ~And twine into garlands with zest.~ ~ 557 9 | hosts of dahlias gaily are twirling~Red hats in the air.~ ~There 558 3 | to silence your breakers unbound!~ ~Are you sad? So am I! 559 3 | voices resound!~You alone understand me, because you have scorned~ 560 9 | is flowing,~With blueness unique...~Why, little teardrop, 561 2 | with grime, ~Defenceless, unpeopled and dumb! ~I tenderly fancy 562 | Until 563 | us 564 10| She can find no word to utter, ~ Yet she loves with deep 565 2 | clouds my blue eyes. ~In vain my poor heart tries to seek 566 2 | most precious time ~You've had in the centuries' run! ~ 567 | Very 568 9 | beloved~So far now from view.~ ~How many faces, happenings, 569 1 | mother awaits the wonderer's voice.~ ~When the sun of spring 570 3 | to hear your mysterious voices resound!~You alone understand 571 2 | with you!~You saw the Great Vytautas' power and fame, ~His regiments 572 10| up with gleam, ~Below her waist all clad in green.~ ~ "Hey, 573 1 | blest,~ Where our sweat has watered the loam.~ In joy and hardship, 574 10| sometimes in her charming way ~To deck herself with beads 575 | we 576 10| finds no rest, ~She will be wearing down with worry ~Until she 577 9 | Into my golden dreams I lay weaving~The rays of the sun;~My 578 | were 579 9 | why are you rolling~And wetting my cheek?~ ~There I spent 580 | whether 581 7 | endearments shall I hear you whispering.~On my slender finger you 582 10| the beautiful Jūratė: ~As white as foam, lit up with gleam, ~ 583 | Whose 584 8 | sleep.~Can't you soothe my wild desires?~What should I feel 585 3 | FROM BIRUTE HILL~ ~Rolling wind-driven breakers ashore from the 586 9 | boundary goes.~ ~Where below windows climbing nasturtiums~So 587 5 | silver eyes is gleaming. ~The wings of slumber rustling by~Can' 588 1 | is our native land.~ In winter's snows, in summer's ecstasy,~ 589 3 | you, Baltic Sea!~ ~And I wish for a friend who will help 590 10| The Lithuanian girl today~Wishing her boy to stare with wonder ~ 591 1 | There our mother awaits the wonderer's voice.~ ~When the sun 592 9 | my youth.~Now I am sadly wondering whether~It happened in truth.~ ~ 593 10| feeling~ She can find no word to utter, ~ Yet she loves 594 1 | green~ And graces a maiden's wreath,~Where the cuckoo's cry 595 10| with all her heart.~ ~A wrecking wind began to blow.~The 596 3 | you, infinite one! How I yearned~Just to hear your mysterious 597 8 | the world enfold.~Full of yearning, dreams inspired~Lull the 598 6 | up every face. ~The heart yearns for love and its bliss. ~ 599 10| better look~ At this giant, young and smart, ~ She forgot 600 6 | twine into garlands with zest.~ ~With spring comes a hope