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Then came old February, sitting

In an old wagon, for he could not ride,

Drawn of two fishes for the season fitting,

Which through the flood before did softly slide

And swim away; yet had he by his side

His plough and harness fit to till the ground,

And tools to prune the trees, before the pride

Of hasting pride did make them burgeon wide.

    — Edmund Spenser (1552 - 1599)