Georgic

 1    I|     keen~His blunted share’s hard tooth, scoops from a tree~
 2    I|    did the high gods deem it hard~That twice Emathia and the
 3   II|    sign the plenteous growth hard by~Of oleaster, and the
 4   II|     what the hue of any. But hard it is~To track the signs
 5   II|    Of men like iron from the hard glebe arose,~And wild beasts
 6   II|     with venom-bite~Of their hard tooth, whose gnawing scars
 7  III|  Unsullied seek we; ’tis thy hard behest,~Maecenas. Without
 8  III|      And nightlong makes the hard bare stones his bed,~And
 9  III|      Nor doubtfully know~How hard it is for words to triumph
10  III|   swift return;~And that the hard earth under them with straw~
11   IV| round about, and violet-beds hard by~Sip sweetness from the
12   IV|  their volatile desires,~Nor hard the task: tear off the monarchs’
13   IV|     painted wherries; where, hard by,~The quivered Persian