（ll。383—404）WhenthePleiades,daughtersofAtlas,arerising（10）,beginyourharvest,andyourploughingwhentheyaregoingtoset（11）。Fortynightsanddaystheyarehiddenandappearagainastheyearmovesround,whenfirstyousharpenyoursickle。Thisisthelawoftheplains,andofthosewholivenearthesea,andwhoinhabitrichcountry,theglensanddinglesfarfromthetossingsea,——striptosowandstriptoploughandstriptoreap,ifyouwishtogetinallDemeter\'sfruitsindueseason,andthateachkindmaygrowinitsseason。Else,afterwards,youmaychancetobeinwant,andgobeggingtoothermen\'shouses,butwithoutavail;asyouhavealreadycometome。
ButIwillgiveyounomorenorgiveyoufurthermeasure。
FoolishPerses！Worktheworkwhichthegodsordainedformen,lestinbitteranguishofspirityouwithyourwifeandchildrenseekyourlivelihoodamongstyourneighbours,andtheydonotheedyou。Twoorthreetimes,maybe,youwillsucceed,butifyoutroublethemfurther,itwillnotavailyou,andallyourtalkwillbeinvain,andyourword—playunprofitable。Nay,I
bidyoufindawaytopayyourdebtsandavoidhunger。
（ll。405—413）Firstofall,getahouse,andawomanandanoxfortheplough——aslavewomanandnotawife,tofollowtheoxenaswell——andmakeeverythingreadyathome,sothatyoumaynothavetoaskofanother,andherefusesyou,andso,becauseyouareinlack,theseasonpassbyandyourworkcometonothing。Donotputyourworkofftillto—morrowandthedayafter;forasluggishworkerdoesnotfillhisbarn,noronewhoputsoffhiswork:industrymakesworkgowell,butamanwhoputtsoffworkisalwaysathand—gripswithruin。