THE LANDLORD OF THE FIELDS 



"Thou dost drink and dance and sing. 

 Happier than the happiest king! 

 All the fields which thou dost see. 

 All the plants belong to thee; 

 All the summer hours produce, 

 Fertile made with earlv juice. 

 Man for thee does sow and plow. 

 Farmer he, and landlord thoul" 

 — Anacreon. 



