Georgic

 1    I|     give, what bodes the south wind’s fall,~What oft-repeated
 2    I|  soaring cloud.~Oft, too, when wind is toward, the stars thou’
 3    I|     motions now, than when the wind~Was driving up the cloud-rack.
 4    I|    blush she mantle, ’twill be wind,~For wind turns Phoebe still
 5    I|    mantle, ’twill be wind,~For wind turns Phoebe still to ruddier
 6    I|        lt see-Storm-clouds and wind together. Me that night~
 7    I|       in her bosom, whence the wind that brings~Fair-weather-clouds,
 8   II|   hillside, and yews the north wind’s chill.~Mark too the earth
 9   II|        bay it had been; for no wind of heaven~Its foliage falls;
10   II|        clods~Bare to the north wind, ere thou plant therein~
11   II|      the forest, and a driving wind~Rolls up the conflagration.
12   II|      shed,~And the chill north wind from the forests shook~Their
13  III|   Hyperborean climes~The north wind stoops, and scatters from
14  III| marvellous to tell,~But of the wind impregnate, far and wide~
15  III|        glad summer at the west wind’s call ~Sends either flock
16  III|        winter? still the north wind’s icy breath!~Nay, never
17   IV|   spreads~And lengthens on the wind, then mark them well;~For
18   IV|      where wave on wave~By the wind’s stress is driven, and
19   IV|    triple jaws agape,~And, the wind hushed, Ixion’s wheel stood