Libra die somnique pares ubi fecerit horas et medium luci atque umbris iam dividit orbem, exercete, viri, tauros, serite hordea campis usque sub extremum brumae intractabilis imbrem; nec non et lini segetem et Cereale papaver tempus humo tegere et iamdudum incumbere aratris, dum sicca tellure licet, dum nubila pendent.
When the Balance makes the hours of daytime and sleep equal, and now parts the world in twain, half in light and half in shade, then, my men, work your oxen, sow barley in your fields, as late as the eve of winters rains, when work must cease. Then, too, is the time to hide in the ground your crop of flax and the poppy of Ceres; and high time is it to bend to the plough, while the dry soil will let you and the clouds are still aloft. Spring is the sowing time for beans;
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