at si triticeam in messem robustaque farra exercebis humum solisque instabis aristis, ante tibi Eoae Atlantides abscondantur Cnosiaque ardentis decedat stella Coronae, debita quam sulcis committas semina quamque invitae properes anni spem credere terrae.
But if for harvest of wheat and for hardy spelt you ply the ground, and if grain alone is your aim, first let the daughters of Atlas pass from your sight in the morn, and let the Cretan star of the blazing Crown withdraw ere you commit to the furrows the seeds due, or hasten to trust the years hope to a reluctant soil.
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