Season

 1 Spring|        all athrob; ~The air was filled with tunes of songsters
 2 Spring|           Our bins and barrels, filled in autumn to the brim ~With
 3 Summer|         I bought myself a gun, ~Filled it with deadly lead, and
 4 Summer|         work, ~And like a louse filled up with blood but creeps
 5 Summer|  barrels full,~And some of them filled up large sacks for marketing.~
 6 Summer|      our nooks and corners were filled up, ~With all kinds of good
 7 Autumn|  clothes, ~Conversing brazenly, filled Krizas' modest home. ~Good
 8 Autumn|      And many others, too, well filled with mead and wine,~Could
 9 Autumn|       with heavy food~And amply filled with drinks, forgot to thank
10 Autumn|        how the slow boors, when filled with food and drinks ~At
11 Autumn|     newest kinds of food, ~That filled the manor house with an
12 Winter|         slaughterers, e'en when filled up with luscious pork, ~
13 Winter| gatherings ~The ordinary boors, filled up with brandywine, ~Loudly
14 Winter|     more.~But when a Frenchman, filled with burly frogs and toads,~