Georgic

1    I| sailors crown the sterns with flowers.~Nathless then also time
2   IV|   butting kids tread down the flowers,~Nor heifer wandering wide
3   IV| crevices~With pollen from the flowers, and glean and keep~To this
4   IV|       o’er,~Rifle the painted flowers, or sip the streams,~Light-hovering
5   IV|    with the breath of saffron flowers~Allure them, and the lord
6   IV|    dumb,~That loiterer of the flowers, nor supple-stemmed~Acanthus,
7   IV|  lives: so deep their love of flowers,~So glorious deem they honey’
8   IV|     granaries from the rifled flowers.~Now, seeing that life doth