Georgic

 1    I|       Who make the fields your care, both ye who nurse~The tender
 2    I| whetting the minds of men~With care on care, nor suffering realm
 3    I|      minds of men~With care on care, nor suffering realm of
 4    I|   Receive, and millet’s annual care returns,~What time the white
 5    I|     sow, nor scorn to make thy care~Pelusiac lentil, no uncertain
 6   II|      those, whose vigilance no care escapes,~Search for a kindred
 7   II|    willow claims thy fostering care.~So now the vines are fettered,
 8  III|        to plough,~Be his prime care a shapely dam to choose.~
 9  III|     zeal they lavish all their care~To plump with solid fat
10  III|       and deeply entertain.~To care of sire the mother’s care
11  III|      care of sire the mother’s care succeeds. ~When great with
12  III|        ended, all their tender care ~Is to the calves transferred;
13  III|        slumbers never broke by care.~Then only, say they, through
14   IV|     life,~Which all my skilful care by field and fold,~No art
15   IV| Aristaeus, thy heart’s fondest care,~Here by the brink of the
16   IV|        bosom thou mayst banish care:~Hence came that plague