Georgic

1   II|       No root need others, nor doth the pruner’s hand~Shrink
2   II|       There is no telling, nor doth it boot to tell;~Who lists
3   II|   twice teem the flocks;~Twice doth the tree yield service of
4   II|         nor with sweep so vast~Doth the scaled serpent trail
5   II|    last to gather fruit.~Twice doth the thickening shade beset
6  III|         for with Spring~Warmth doth their frames revisit, then
7  III|       bitumen black.~Yet ne’er doth kindlier fortune crown his
8   IV|         befalls,~Yet deathless doth the race endure, and still~
9   IV| flowers.~Now, seeing that life doth even to bee-folk bring ~