Spiret odorato florum nova gratia Maio, Iulius et segetes coquat et mare temperet Euris, Sirius ardentem non augeat igne Leonem, discolor arboreos variet Pomona sapores, mitiget autumnus, quod maturaverit aestas, et genialis hiems parta sibi dote fruatur.
Let May come back with new grace and fragrant breath of flowers, let July ripen crops and give the sea respite from eastern winds, let Sirius flames not swell the heat of Leos rage, let party-hued Pomona bring on array of luscious fruits, let Autumn mellow what Summer has matured, and let jolly Winter enjoy his portion due.
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