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