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76 And the light cobwebs float along the air; No symptoms these of weather calm and fair.

But why abroad to seek prognostics go, When ashes vile foretell the falling snow? When half consum’d the coals to cinders turn, And with a sputtering flame the torches burn. And hail expect, when the burnt cinders white With glowing heat send round a glaring light.

Not signless by the husbandman are seen The, and darkly green. If an abundant crop the bear, With blighting matter teems the vapoury air; If with unusual weight its branches groan, Then their light sheaves the hapless farmers moan. Thrice in the course of each revolving year On the flowers and fruit appear; And three convenient times to farmers show To break the fertile clod with crooked plough. If at each time this tree with fruit abound, Each time with stores will teem the fruitful ground. And like prognostic yields the humble , Thrice flowering yearly by the purling rill.

When bounteous Autumn crowns the circling year, And fields and groves his russet livery wear; If from the earth the numerous rise, Sweeping a living whirlwind through the skies,