September, Bacchi munere praela rigans, et qui sementis per tempora faenore laetus October cupidi spem fovet agricolae, quique salo mergens sollemnia signa November praecipitat, caelo mox reditura suo.
September, who soaks the presses with Bacchus gift; October, gladdened with the seasons usury for seedling grain, who flatters the grasping farmers hopes; November, who casts headlong her appointed stars, and plunges them in the brine, soon to return to heaven their home.
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