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The Wilia, queen amongst her rushing daughters, Has sands of gold, and waves of deepest blue;— The Lithuanian girl who draws her waters, Has heart yet purer, lips yet fresher too.

'Midst tulips bright and roses, gaily stealing, Through Kovno's lovely vale the Wilia flows;— Before the Lithuanian maiden kneeling, Our youths outshine the tulip and the rose.

The Wilia scorns the valley's loveliest flowers, To seek her cherished Niemen she flows on;— The fair girl wearies 'midst her country's wooers, For a young stranger's love her heart hath won.