Georgic

1    I|    the vales before it, with face~Upturned to heaven, the
2    I|  rain is brewing; but if her face~With maiden blush she mantle, ’
3    I|    we see~Upon the sun’s own face strange colours stray;~Dark
4   II|   all things, and the blades~Face the new suns, and safely
5  III|   scene~Sunders with shifted face, and Britain’s sons~Inwoven
6  III|   your steed’s first task~To face the warrior’s armed rage,
7  III| southward from the blast, to face the suns~Of winter, when