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Seasons:
Summer
Sonnet
In
the
harsh
season
scorched
by
the
sun,
man
and
flock
languish,
and
the
pine
is
on
fire;
the
cuckoo
begins
to
call
and
soon
after,
the
turtledove
and
the
goldfinch
are
heard
singing.
Zephyr
[the
west
wind]
gently
blows,
but
Boreas
[the
north
wind]
suddenly
enters
into
a
contest
with
its
neighbor,
and
the
little
shepherd
weeps
for
he
hears
the
awesome
threatening
storm
and
his
fate.
To
his
tired
limbs
rest
is
denied
by
the
fear
of
lightning,
awesome
thunder,
and
the
furious
swarm
of
flies
and
hornets!
Alas,
his
fears
are
justified.
The
sky
is
filled
with
thunder
and
lightning
and
hail
cuts
down
the
proud
grain.
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