Season

 1 Spring|   upon your back;~Each day a lot of lice he combed out of
 2 Spring| Shall peep and prove to be a lot of toil and grief, ~And
 3 Spring|     from you afar. ~The same lot that befalls the birds,
 4 Spring|  tasks. ~Yes, it will take a lot of painful work and sweat ~
 5 Spring|    not to sow, too, a goodly lot of oats;~For you like the
 6 Spring|     women's way; they need a lot of flax ~When they begin
 7 Summer|     well serfdom's regretful lot, ~How everyday boors must
 8 Summer|      they have picked such a lot ~Of bolets, chanterells,
 9 Autumn|  chief commune, ~I've seen a lot of our high lordlings and
10 Autumn|    prayer.~But lo! The sorry lot just flopped down in the
11 Autumn|   almost bursts.~Too, make a lot of that so useful liverwurst:~
12 Winter|  course, the fire consumes a lot of kindling wood, ~When