"From what thought could God have created the flower? After all, if he just wanted to make the land green, he could have made it green with grass. But how many beautiful flowers he mixed among the grass! From the forget-me-not to the rose, how many thousands and thousands of flowers of different shapes and colors bloom everywhere where human feet do not tread! The rose is perhaps the most beautiful. But the lily is full of mystery. Where does the lily get its wonderfully pure whiteness? From the ground? The ground is black. And why does he like to live in hiding? If it is planted by the roadside, it will remain skinny and underdeveloped. If it is planted aside in the corner of the garden, it will grow tall in a noble, beautiful form. Its leaves are wider, greener, and its flowers are larger. Why? And the smell is closed during the day. As if she were hiding the treasures of her bosom. You have to lean close to him, close-close, in order to feel something from his breath. But at night, in the dark, in the silence of the stars, that one flower is awake. Its whiteness almost glows in the dark and fills the garden with a sweet and delicious scent. How do you hide during the day? Why does it smell at night? How much whiter? more fragrant than other flowers?
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Gárdonyi GézaAll Translations
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From what thought could God have created the flower? After all, if he just wanted to make the land green, he could have made it green with grass. But how many beautiful flowers he mixed among the grass! From the forget-me-not to the rose, how many thousands and thousands of flowers of different shapes and colors bloom everywhere where human feet do not tread! The rose is perhaps the most beautiful. But the lily is full of mystery. Where does the lily get its wonderfully pure whiteness? From the ground? The ground is black. And why does he like to live in hiding? If it is planted by the roadside, it will remain skinny and underdeveloped. If it is planted aside in the corner of the garden, it will grow tall in a noble, beautiful form. Its leaves are wider, greener, and its flowers are larger. Why? And the smell is closed during the day. As if she were hiding the treasures of her bosom. You have to lean close to him, close-close, in order to feel something from his breath. But at night, in the dark, in the silence of the stars, that one flower is awake. Its whiteness almost glows in the dark and fills the garden with a sweet and delicious scent. How do you hide during the day? Why does it smell at night? How much whiter? more fragrant than other flowers?
""Micsoda gondolatból alkothatta Isten a virágot? Hiszen ha csak bezöldíteni akarta a földet, csupa fűvel is bezöldíthette volna. De mennyi szép virágot vegyített a fű közé! A pirinkó nefelejcstől mind a rózsáig mennyi ezer és ezerféle alakú és színű virág nyílik mindenütt, ahol emberi láb nem tapossa el! A rózsa talán mégis a legszebb. De a liliom meg csupa rejtelem. Honnan veszi a liliom azt a csodás tisztaságú fehérségét? A földből? A föld fekete. És miért szeret elrejtőzötten élni? Ha útfélre ültetik, soványka marad, fejletlen. Ha félreültetik a kert zugába, nemes, szép formában magasra növekedik. Levele szélesebb, zöldebb, virága nagyobb. Miért? És nappal zárva van az illata. Mintha titkolná a keble kincseit. Közel kell hajolni hozzá, közeles-közel, hogy valamit érezhessünk a leheletéből. Ám éjjel, sötétben, a csillagok csöndességében ébren van az az egy virág. A fehérsége szinte fénylik a sötétben, és édes-finom illattal árasztja el a kertet. Mért titkolódzik nappal? Miért illatozik éjjelen? Mért fehérebb? illatosabb más virágoknál?"