An Oxes hoofe in depth; and neuer [286]stay

To strowe thy seed in: (but if deeper way

Ioue with his raine makes; then forbeare the field;)

For late sowne then will [287]past the formost yield.

Minde well all this, nor let it fly thy powrs

To knowe what fits the white spring’s early flowrs;

Nor when raines timely fall: Nor when sharp colde,

In winter’s wrath, doth men from worke withholde,

Sit by Smiths forges, nor warme tauernes hant;

Nor let the bitterest of the season dant