From these kind turns and circulation

Seasons proceed and generation.

This makes the spring to yield us flowers,

And melts the clouds to gentle showers.

The summer thus matures all seeds

And ripens both the corn and weeds.

This brings on autumn, which recruits

Our old, spent store with new fresh fruits.

And the cold winters blustering season

Hath snow and storms for the same reason.

This temper and wise mixture breed

And bring forth every living seed.

And when their strength and substance spend

(For while they live, they drive and tend

Still to a change,) it takes them hence

And shifts their dress; and to our sense

Their course is over, as their birth:

And hid from us, they turn to earth.

But all this while the Prince of life

Sits without loss, or change, or strife:

Holding the reins, by which all move;

(And those his wisdom, power, love

And justice are;)