semper, crede, polus variis proventibus annos texuit: hos multa ditavit fruge fluentes, quosdam infelices astris damnavit iniquis, spe cassa et sterili curam frustratus agrestem.
At all times, be assured, the sky has woven the fabric of the years with varying increase. Some it has enriched with great abundance of produce, some it has doomed to be ill-starred and barren, disappointing the countrymans labour with hopes that turned out to be empty and unfruitful.
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