nec tu longinquas procul a praesepibus herbas nec nimis amotae sectabere pabula silvae, dum peragit vernum Iovis inconstantia tempus.
You must not seek out grazing-ground far distant from your stalls, nor the food yielded by too remote a wood while the fickleness of the sky is carrying the spring season to its close.
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