Georgic

 1    I|          soon,~Whether to watch o’er cities be thy will,~Great
 2    I|           a lust of sovereignty~E’er light upon thee, howso Greece
 3    I|     imposed~On clime and clime, e’er since the primal dawn~When
 4    I|           And shower foul ashes o’er the exhausted fields.~Thus
 5    I|      hurdles osier-twined~Hales o’er them; from the far Olympian
 6    I|           Waking hoarse murmurs o’er the polished stones,~And
 7    I|         the car at lowest: then o’er the hearth~The wood they
 8    I|          No less than those who o’er the windy main~Borne homeward
 9    I|       crown of fire, depart,~Or e’er the furrow’s claim of seed
10    I|    conformed.~If chilly showers e’er shut the farmer’s door, ~
11    I|      throat~Thrice, four times, o’er repeated, and full oft~On
12    I|         following thou regard,~Ne’er will tomorrow’s hour deceive
13    I|           s hour deceive thee, ne’er~Wilt thou be caught by guile
14    I|          In billowy floods boil o’er the Cyclops’ fields,~And
15    I|   barriers poured~Still quicken o’er the course, and, idly now~
16   II|        with pear-bloom whitened o’er,~And swine crunched acorns ‘
17   II|      war-horse stepping proudly o’er the plain;~Hence thy white
18   II|           Soft moisture spreads o’er all things, and the blades~
19   II|      welcome.~For the rest, whate’er    ~The sets thou plantest
20   II|         and gorge profound,~Where’er the god hath turned his
21   II|           his wealth and broods o’er buried gold;~One at the
22   II|      keeps holy days; stretched o’er the sward,~Where round the
23   II|         space we have travelled o’er; ~’Tis time our steaming
24  III|           they seek;~How oft so-e’er yon rival may have chased~
25  III|         than then more fiercely o’er the plain~Prowls heedless
26  III|          stags the battle join?~O’er all conspicuous is the rage
27  III|        impregnate, far and wide~O’er craggy height and lowly
28  III|         of poorer service, howsoe’er~Milesian fleeces dipped
29  III|        For the ram,~How white soe’er himself, be but the tongue~‘
30  III|     fleece,~And seek some other o’er the teeming plain.~Even
31  III|          baying, and drive,~And o’er the mountains urge into
32  III|         they smear their bodies o’er~With acrid oil-lees, and
33  III| hellebores, bitumen black.~Yet ne’er doth kindlier fortune crown
34  III|     ploughshare? And yet these~Ne’er knew the Massic wine-god’
35  III|          and with strained neck~O’er the high uplands drag the
36   IV|    hurrying run,~Some palm-tree o’er the porch extend its shade,~
37   IV|          with hospitable shade.~O’er the mid-waters, whether
38   IV|          the glades and forests o’er,~Rifle the painted flowers,
39   IV|      harvesting. For some~Watch o’er the victualling of the hive,
40   IV|           life of narrow span,~Ne’er stretched to summers more
41   IV|  lagoon-like overflow,~And high o’er furrows they have called
42   IV|  Phyllodoce,~Their glossy locks o’er snowy shoulders shed,~Cydippe
43   IV|        Fair Clymene was telling o’er the tale~Of Vulcan’s idle
44   IV|        Euphrates, and bare rule o’er willing folk~Though vanquished,