With apologies to the author:
In summer's time, observe this rule:
Turn your back to the sun.
But if, when winter's time is here,
You might stand tall, and turn
Your countenance toward the sun,
You'll want to hear what is below.
It is correct to fifteen minutes,
As this very day I learned.
Having the clock in the left hand,
I turn my back to the sun.
The stick shows the correct time
At the point where it casts its shadow.
[Proving again the old adage, that the only thing lost in the
translation of a poem is the poetry.]
