Season

 1 Summer|   behoves them, jump and start right in to work; ~But those vile
 2 Autumn|      out a shout; his servants right away ~Brought in on a litter
 3 Autumn|        realizing that I had no right to shout, ~I stood and uttered
 4 Autumn|       our food.~Man, slaughter right away that young befattened
 5 Autumn|        children jeer and laugh right in my face. ~"The other
 6 Autumn|       surprised the hair stood right up on my head! ~Peleda,
 7 Autumn|     would have clubbed my head right then and there. ~You see,
 8 Autumn|        for drinks and revelry.~Right after Michaelmas he starts
 9 Autumn| greeted him; ~But Docys walked right by like some important lord, ~
10 Winter|    behind?~Who granted you the right to kick the work-worn serf,~
11 Winter|   trouble our dear land, ~What right have you to scorn our upright
12 Winter|    year that recently expir'd,~Right after Easter we began to