Georgic

 1    I|     the quivering cauldron’s wave.~But ruddy Ceres in mid
 2    I|  duck their head beneath the wave, now run~Into the billows,
 3   II| bellowings, where the Julian wave~Echoes the thunder of his
 4  III|       As in mid ocean when a wave far of~Begins to whiten,
 5  III|   holm-oak quaff the running wave:~But at day’s hottest seek
 6  III|   Scythia by the far Maeotic wave,~Where turbid Ister whirls
 7  III|      the shore’s confine the wave washes up,~Like shipwrecked
 8   IV|  from heaven into the wintry wave.~Unbounded then their wrath;
 9   IV|   for his footsteps; but the wave~Arched mountain-wise closed
10   IV|     the mountain-side, where wave on wave~By the wind’s stress
11   IV| mountain-side, where wave on wave~By the wind’s stress is
12   IV|      skyey crag, by thy lone wave,~Strymon, he wept, and in