The first line:
Remorse vanishes. Do not search:
a lost horse returns by itself.
When seeing the wicked, make no mistakes.
The second line:
Meeting one's master in the lane.
No fault.
The sixth line:
Strange sights: a pig shouldering mud,
a cartload of ghosts. One first draws a bow,
then lowers it. No raider- a groom. Go.
Meet the rain, and with it, fortune.