Georgic
1    I|       all unearned the country’s crown divine.~While yet within
2    I|         dawn,~The Cretan star, a crown of fire, depart,~Or e’er
3    I|         touch,~And happy sailors crown the sterns with flowers.~
4   II| endeavour! the barren woods~That crown the scalp of Caucasus, even
5   II|      round the fire his comrades crown the bowl,~He pours libation,
6  III|         er doth kindlier fortune crown his toil,~Than if with blade
7   IV|         for heaven?~Lo! even the crown of this poor mortal life,~
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