Thomas Tusser (Томас Тассер)

The End of Harvest

Come home, lord, singing, ['Harvest Lord,' or foreman]
Come home, corn bringing.
'Tis merry in hall,
Where beards wag all.
Once had thy desire,
Pay workman his hire:
Let none be beguil'd,
Man, woman, nor child.
Thank God ye shall,
And adieu for all. 

1. On Thriftiness
2. Iulies Abstract
3. A Description of the Properties
4. September
5. Наставления касательно обустройства и обработки хмельника • Directions for Cultivating a Hop-Garden

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