Season

 1 Spring|         all bent and worn, fall fast into our beds, ~Then you
 2 Spring|        out of the manor running fast. ~'Say, Gryta,' I exclaimed, '
 3 Spring|      tight and horses brisk and fast. ~For where an ox plows
 4 Spring|     because of turning much too fast. ~Even a stubborn horse,
 5 Spring|         ox ~And teach him to be fast and willing to obey. ~His
 6 Spring|       household use,~Has melted fast away like snow before the
 7 Spring|         but empty halls for the fast whirling winds. ~Our bins
 8 Summer|        we'll have to move quite fast, ~If we are to complete
 9 Summer|       and good grace are waning fast away; ~Men now refuse to
10 Summer| downward by a fence or pathway, fast asleep. ~At times the rogues
11 Autumn|         we bend our backs; ~Too fast we rush and run while doing
12 Autumn|       And hasten to the inns as fast as Germans do. ~Such gawks