Under the harsh season, ignited by the sun, man and flock languish, and the pines burn. The cuckoo offers his voice and, soon heard, the young turtledove and goldfinch sing. Zephyr (west wind) blows gently, but suddenly Boaers (north wind) offers opposition to his neighbor; and the shepherd boy weeps, because he fears a severe storm in the offing and his destiny. The repose of his tired limbs is disturbed by the dear of lightning and fiery thunder, and by a furious swarm of flies and wasps. Unfortunately, his dears are justified. The sky thunders and fuminates, and hail flatten the corn and majestic grains.