So Lie You There-- (May 17th 1915)[translation and poem]
So lie you there, my beloved Fatherland, With borders toward ocean and brother's bay. With triumph the sun goes over border's far land, So the snow must crack and the cold must give way --for now it is spring! So lie you there, my captivating land, In May and spring, as a bride at a party! And... Sign in to see full entry.