Galecia one Evening setting alone in her Chamber by a clear Fire, and a clean Hearth, (two prime Ingredients towards composing the Happiness of a Winter-season) she reflected on the Providence of our All-wise and Gracious Creator, who has mercifully furnish'd every Season with its respective Comforts to sustain and delight us his poor Creatures: The Spring, for example, with its Sweets of Buds and Blossoms; the Musick of the singing Birds, which hold Concert with the whistling Plough man, committing his Seed to the Earth, in hopes of a plentiful Harvest: Next, the Summer-season, season, with its Fields cover'd over with shining Corn, and the Meadows with Hay-cocks; all inviting the industrious Farmer to come and receive the Fruits of his Annual Toil and Sollicitude.