Georgic

 1    I| furrow-burnished share to shine.~That land the craving farmer’s prayer
 2    I|              has felt;~Ay, that’s the land whose boundless harvest-crops~
 3    I|        ocean-loving cormorants on dry land~Besport them, and the hern,
 4   II|              pours the Tuscan tide?~A land no less that in her veins
 5   II|             hath flowed abundantly.~A land that reared a valiant breed
 6   II|            the heights of Rome.~Hail! land of Saturn, mighty mother
 7   II|               one brief night repair.~Land which the burrowing share
 8   II|        suffice not, loose will be the land,~More meet for cattle and
 9   II|                Hereinto let that evil land, with fresh~Spring-water
10   II|              Clings to the fingers. A land with moisture rife~Breeds
11   II|               the first earing! Heavy land or light~The mute self-witness
12   II|                   Regarding, let your land, ay, long before,~Scorch
13  III|         breast, and, onward rolled to land~Falls with prodigious roar
14   IV|               poor acres of neglected land,~And they nor fruitful’
15   IV|             and, beloved of Mars,~The land that bowed to Rhesus, Thrace