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1502 II| sturdy elms, ~Willow and lotus, nor the cypress-trees~Of 1503 III| himself ~Carry lucerne and lotus-leaves enow~With salt herbs to 1504 III| in hand, and so dispatch~Loud-bellowing, and with glad shouts hale 1505 III| Now, awful Pales, strike a louder tone. ~First, for the sheep 1506 III| devoured~The limbs of Glaucus. Love-constrained they roam~Past Gargarus, 1507 IV| old~Counted the jostling love-joys of the Gods.~Charmed by 1508 IV| Orpheus’ self,~Soothing his love-pain with the hollow shell,~Thee 1509 I| showers are spent, their own loved nests again~And tender brood 1510 III| With her sweet charms can lovers proud compel~To battle for 1511 II| laves~Her upper shores and lower? or those broad lakes?~Thee, 1512 II| lakes, yet Tempes cool,~Lowing of kine, and sylvan slumbers 1513 III| With bleat of flocks and lowings thick resound~Rivers and 1514 I| ripe wine-god; thrice for luck~Around the young corn let 1515 II| fields,~Or such a plain as luckless Mantua lost~Whose weedy 1516 II| barrier cast~Athwart the Lucrine, and how ocean chafes~With 1517 I| dented mill-stone or black lump of pitch.~The moon herself 1518 III| Snared and beguiled thee, Luna, calling thee~To the deep 1519 I| thou hast cleared,~And lupin sour, whose brittle stalks 1520 IV| The neighbouring bank may lure them from the heat,~Or bough 1521 I| its hill-bed,~See! see! he lures the runnel; down it falls,~ 1522 II| yield~Such winding lairs to lurk in. That again,~Which vapoury 1523 II| milky udders, and on the lush green grass~Fat kids are 1524 I| king,~Nor may so dire a lust of sovereignty~E’er light 1525 II| with moisture rife~Breeds lustier herbage, and is more than 1526 I| storm-clouds, and beneath the lustral North~See the woods waving. 1527 III| triumph here,~And shed their lustre on a theme so slight:~But 1528 II| they feel ~Their stems wax lusty, and have found their strength,~ 1529 II| none too loose~For thee, Lyaeus?— with scrutinizing eye~ 1530 III| the woods~And summits of Lycaeus, and rough briers,~And brakes 1531 I| Pleiads and Hyads, and Lycaon’s child~Bright Arctos; how 1532 I| power,~Thy native forest and Lycean lawns,~Pan, shepherd-god, 1533 IV| shoulders shed,~Cydippe and Lycorias yellow-haired,~A maiden 1534 IV| earth that glide,~Phasis and Lycus, and that fountain-head~ 1535 IV| nor the realm~Of boundless Lydia, no, nor Parthia’s hordes,~ 1536 IV| spake,~“Take beakers of Maconian wine,” she said,~“Pour we 1537 III| the groves,~Till heaven is madded by their bellowing din,~ 1538 II| nor iron rule of laws,~Nor maddened Forum have his eyes beheld,~ 1539 I| as the love~Of thine own Maenalus constrains thee, hear~And 1540 III| tribes~Of Scythia by the far Maeotic wave,~Where turbid Ister 1541 I| not. Many have begun~Ere Maia’s star be setting; these, 1542 II| nor apples their good name~Maintaining— will in this wise yield 1543 IV| and beneath~The shelter of majestic laws they live;~And they 1544 IV| and trees, while Caesar’s majesty~Launched forth the levin-bolts 1545 III| Survives within them, loose the males: be first~To speed thy herds 1546 III| bared teeth his own limbs mangling tore.~See! as he smokes 1547 II| For generating trees is manifold;~For some of their own force 1548 I| regard’st the triumphs of mankind,~Here where the wrong is 1549 I| whom we know not yet~What mansion of the skies shall hold 1550 I| face~With maiden blush she mantle, ’twill be wind,~For wind 1551 II| Vines Thasian are there, Mareotids white,~These apt for richer 1552 III| lazy coils,~And rims his margent with the tender reed.~Amid 1553 II| javelin-armed, the Decii too,~The Marii and Camilli, names of might,~ 1554 I| are flooded, and at sea~No mariner but furls his dripping sails.~ 1555 IV| of old~For tempest-taken mariners: therewithin,~Behind a rock’ 1556 IV| roasted, and mistrust~Deep marish-ground and mire with noisome smell,~ 1557 III| meagre willow-leaves and marish-sedge,~But corn-ears with thy 1558 III| transferred; at once with marks~They brand them, both to 1559 II| thorny fields~Of meagre marl and gravel, these delight~ 1560 IV| sex with sex~Yoke they in marriage, nor yield their limbs to 1561 III| swim;~And when their eager marrow first conceives~The fire, 1562 I| meet to turn the sod~Or marry elm with vine; how tend 1563 I| Why of him who drains~The marsh-land’s gathered ooze through 1564 I| them, and the hern, her marshy haunts~Forsaking, mounts 1565 II| valiant breed of men,~The Marsi and Sabellian youth, and, 1566 II| and boisterous mirth,~Grim masks of hollowed bark assume, 1567 III| curtains rise.~Of gold and massive ivory on the doors~I’ll 1568 IV| set,~In pride of spirit matched the wealth of kings,~And 1569 I| Stalks on the dry sand mateless and alone.~Nor e’en the 1570 IV| chase them from the hills;~Matrons and men, and great heroic 1571 I| thy hook the dark field’s matted shade,~Pray down the showers, 1572 III| black void of his insatiate maw.~Soon as the fens are parched, 1573 IV| Where is now~Thy love to me-ward banished from thy breast?~ 1574 IV| Cecropian thyme.~There is a meadow-flower by country folk~Hight star-wort; ’ 1575 II| Springs into verdure.~Other means there are, ~Which use 1576 | Meantime 1577 II| breathlessness of age.~But no, not Mede-land with its wealth of woods, ~ 1578 II| faster, clings;~With it the Medes for sweetness lave the lips,~ 1579 II| girded with the quiver! Media yields~The bitter juices 1580 IV| nor Parthia’s hordes,~Nor Median Hydaspes, to their king~ 1581 I| or what the rain South~Is meditating, tokens of all these~The 1582 I| thee more~Than thy full meed of heaven: be what thou 1583 III| Phillyron,~And Amythaon’s son Melampus. See!~From Stygian darkness 1584 I| to Panope,~Glaucus, and Melicertes, Ino’s child.~The sun too, 1585 IV| smooth-shorn of nibbling flocks~By Mella’s winding waters gather 1586 I| lambs are fat, and wines are mellowest then;~Then sleep is sweet, 1587 IV| chill~Unrolled his story, melting tigers’ hearts,~And leading 1588 I| spring-tide, when the icy drip ~Melts from the mountains hoar, 1589 II| the bark, and burst the membranes thin,~Even on the knot a 1590 IV| they, the keenlier all~To mend the fallen fortunes of their 1591 II| its limbs, the olive, a mere stock,~Still thrusts its 1592 I| Snares for the crane, and meshes for the stag,~And hunt the 1593 I| husbandmen;~To mark the plain or mete with boundary-line-Even 1594 IV| Caerulean Proteus, he who metes the main~With fish-drawn 1595 II| every leaf unfolds.~Even so, methinks, when Earth to being sprang,~ 1596 II| down,~Which Lesbos from Methymna’s tendril plucks.~Vines 1597 III| thou first~Their age and mettle, other points anon,~As breed 1598 I| in a cloud,~And shrinks mid-circle, then of showers beware;~ 1599 IV| stream,~Oeagrian Hebrus, down mid-current rolled,~Rent from the marble 1600 IV| hospitable shade.~O’er the mid-waters, whether swift or still,~ 1601 I| swift the sea-gulls from the middle main~Come winging, and their 1602 II| pains? Why trace~Things mightier? Willows even and lowly 1603 III| thee~Brim high the snowy milking-pail, but spend~Their udders’ 1604 I| brings instead~A dented mill-stone or black lump of pitch.~ 1605 I| furrows then~Receive, and millet’s annual care returns,~What 1606 | million 1607 III| by the water-side,~Where Mincius winds more vast in lazy 1608 I| slumbering glebe, whetting the minds of men~With care on care, 1609 II| displays~Rivers of silver, mines of copper ore,~Ay, and with 1610 I| the plump wheat-ear,~And mingled with the grape, your new-found 1611 IV| of Erebus,~Wrung by his minstrelsy, the hollow shades~Came 1612 IV| mistrust~Deep marish-ground and mire with noisome smell,~Or where 1613 II| rough rhymes and boisterous mirth,~Grim masks of hollowed 1614 II| have their birth,~Alders in miry fens; on rocky heights~The 1615 III| With quick knife check the mischief, ere it creep~With dire 1616 III| shaggy ears beneath.~Nor let mislike me one with spots of white~ 1617 IV| reddening crabs be roasted, and mistrust~Deep marish-ground and mire 1618 III| climes~Far off, an exile, moaning much the shame,~The blows 1619 IV| discern what passion sways the mob,~And how their hearts are 1620 IV| ear may catch~A sound that mocks the war-trump’s broken blasts;~ 1621 II| bay-tree of Parnassus. Such the modes~Nature imparted first; hence 1622 III| rainy south-winds earth~Is moistened, lo! he haunts the pools, 1623 I| for their bed the purblind moles,~Or toad is found in hollows, 1624 III| sulphur and Idaean pitch,~Wax mollified with ointment, and therewith~ 1625 III| me,~Leaving Alpheus and Molorchus’ grove,~On foot shall strive, 1626 III| Spartan hounds and fierce Molossian feed~On fattening whey. 1627 I| down globes of fire and molten rocks!~A clash of arms through 1628 IV| hard the task: tear off the monarchs’ wings;~While these prove 1629 III| the toils~Some antlered monster to their chiming cry.~Learn 1630 I| Ordained what warnings in her monthly round~The moon should give, 1631 III| Allays the air, and dewy moonbeams slake~The forest glades, 1632 III| darkling or at sunset, this ere morn~They bear away in baskets— 1633 II| chambers vomits forth a tide~Of morning courtiers, nor agape they 1634 III| brimming streams, where moss is, and the banks~With grass 1635 IV| But let clear springs and moss-green pools be near,~And through 1636 IV| the fierce hornet, or the moth’s fell tribe;~Or spider, 1637 I| their breasts~Feel other motions now, than when the wind~ 1638 I| sputtering with a growth~Of mouldy snuff-clots.~So too, after 1639 II| the vine;~But if on rising mound or sloping bill,~Then let 1640 III| the rocks,~Huge as a very mountain: but the depths~Upseethe 1641 II| chestnut-flower the beech,~The mountain-ash with pear-bloom whitened 1642 II| rocky heights~The barren mountain-ashes; on the shore~Myrtles throng 1643 III| pastures, or behind~Some mountain-barrier, or broad streams beyond,~ 1644 II| Such as full oft in hollow mountain-dell~We view beneath us— from 1645 IV| cavern vast~Scooped in the mountain-side, where wave on wave~By the 1646 I| thrice with thunderbolt~Their mountain-stair the Sire asunder smote.~ 1647 IV| footsteps; but the wave~Arched mountain-wise closed round him, and within~ 1648 III| the ring~And bridle-reins, mounted on horses’ backs,~The Pelethronian 1649 II| the tough tree-bole,~And mounting to the leaves on high, sends 1650 I| it: oft builds the tiny mouse~Her home, and plants her 1651 I| ruddy Ceres in mid heat is mown, ~And in mid heat the parched 1652 II| thither flow with fertilizing mud-A plain which southward rising 1653 IV| droughty jaws~Baked to their mud-beds by the scorching ray,~When 1654 IV| crannied cribs~With warm smooth mud-coat, and strew leaves above;~ 1655 I| With spots he pranketh, muffled in a cloud,~And shrinks 1656 I| the forest goes~A murmur multitudinous. By this~Scarce can the 1657 IV| the breast~From her own murderous hands. For these roam wide~ 1658 I| through the forest goes~A murmur multitudinous. By this~Scarce 1659 IV| They reverence, and with murmuring throngs surround,~In crowds 1660 I| it falls,~Waking hoarse murmurs o’er the polished stones,~ 1661 I| Vulcan’s aid boils the sweet must-juice down,~And skims with leaves 1662 IV| Then in hot haste they muster, then flash wings,~Sharpen 1663 II| Heavy land or light~The mute self-witness of its weight 1664 I| and yield themselves~To mutual interchange of festal cheer.~ 1665 III| mouths~With iron-tipped muzzles. What they milk at dawn,~ 1666 III| native plain~Epirus, or Mycenae’s stubborn hold,~And trace 1667 I| wars abound so many, and myriad-faced~Is crime; where no meet 1668 IV| to the light, as birds by myriads hie~To greenwood boughs 1669 I| hath joy;~No tilth makes Mysia lift her head so high,~Nor 1670 IV| roars amid his rocks,~And Mysian Caicus, and, bull-browed~‘ 1671 I| Hurdles of arbute, and thy mystic fan,~Iacchus; which, full 1672 III| soil, aye, with their very nails~Dig in the corn-seeds, and 1673 III| juice,~By shepherds truly named hippomanes,~Hippomanes, 1674 IV| the sisters bring,~With napkins of shorn pile, while others 1675 II| behold~Waving with box, Narycian groves of pitch;~Oh! blithe 1676 IV| High-hearted chiefs, a nation’s history,~Its traits, its 1677 III| columns heaped on high with naval brass.~And Asia’s vanquished 1678 II| thou at hand,~Skirt but the nearer coast-line; see the shore~ 1679 II| youth of labour patient, need-inured,~Worship, and reverend sires: 1680 III| Pelion with his piercing neigh.~Even him, when sore disease 1681 IV| nymphs do reverence, ay, and Nereus old;~For all things knows 1682 IV| fortunes of their race~Will nerve them, fill the cells up, 1683 IV| swain,~Spying, from the nest has torn unfledged, but 1684 IV| home, to glut~Those savage nestlings with the dainty prey.~But 1685 III| from their mothers keep~The new-born kids, and straightway bind 1686 I| mingled with the grape, your new-found gift,~The draughts of Achelous; 1687 IV| sweet Spring-tide, when the new-made chiefs~Lead forth the young 1688 I| suffer in alternate years~The new-reaped fields to rest, and on the 1689 IV| oft~Into their comb the newt has gnawed unseen,~And the 1690 | next 1691 IV| in vales smooth-shorn of nibbling flocks~By Mella’s winding 1692 II| Thick planting makes no niggard of the vine;~But if on rising 1693 I| blood,~And high-built cities night-long to resound~With the wolves’ 1694 I| And from the roof-top the night-owl for naught~Watching the 1695 IV| As in the poplar-shade a nightingale~Mourns her lost young, which 1696 III| strength he practiseth,~And nightlong makes the hard bare stones 1697 I| parched fields by night;~For nights the suppling moisture never 1698 IV| them fast,~Styx with her ninefold barrier poured between.~ 1699 III| I will add,~And quelled Niphates, and the Parthian foe,~Who 1700 I| pulse-seeds, drenching them~With nitre and black oil-lees, that 1701 IV| twofold are their kinds, the nobler he,~Of peerless front and 1702 III| unknown bridge,~By no vain noise affrighted; lofty-necked,~ 1703 II| neighbour, earth’s remotest nook,~Where not an arrow-shot 1704 I| Bright Arctos; how with nooses then was found~To catch 1705 III| after, still~High Alps and Noric hill-forts should behold,~ 1706 III| sun’s,~But westward and north-west, or whence up-springs~Black 1707 II| turned its shoulder to the northern pole;~So strong is custom 1708 III| lowest flanks; from either nostril streams~Black blood; a rough 1709 III| with offspring teem~More numerous; these yield plenteous store 1710 I| fields your care, both ye who nurse~The tender unsown increase, 1711 II| site, where first to rear~A nursery for the trees, and eke whereto~ 1712 IV| of sweet Parthenope~The nursling, wooed the flowery walks 1713 III| their hearths they heave~Oak-logs and elm-trees whole, and 1714 III| to brook or jagged curb obey.~But no device so fortifies 1715 IV| of life, too, by the bees obeyed,~Will move thy wonder, that 1716 I| the ocean-plains,~And dogs obscene, and birds of evil bode~ 1717 I| too behoves Arcturus’ sign observe, ~And the Kids’ seasons 1718 III| a rough tongue clogs the obstructed jaws.~’Twas helpful through 1719 IV| too,~And Beroe, sisters, ocean-children both,~Both zoned with gold 1720 III| of men, and beasts, ~And ocean-folk, and flocks, and painted 1721 I| mayst thou see~The various ocean-fowl and those that pry~Round 1722 I| are shoreward borne,~When ocean-loving cormorants on dry land~Besport 1723 I| Howbeit earth also, and the ocean-plains,~And dogs obscene, and birds 1724 IV| foot of scorn spurning the ocean-streams,~Once when in gloom she 1725 I| clothe her, and bow down~Her odorous branches, if the fruit prevail,~ 1726 IV| to sleep.”~So saying, an odour of ambrosial dew ~She sheds 1727 IV| time the Hebrus stream,~Oeagrian Hebrus, down mid-current 1728 IV| neath the shade of tall Oebalia’s towers,~Where dark Galaesus 1729 III| Asilus, by the Greeks~Termed Oestros— fierce it is, and harshly 1730 II| gnawing scars the stem.~For no offence but this to Bacchus bleeds~ 1731 III| green olive crowned,~Will offer gifts. Even ’tis present 1732 I| south wind’s fall,~What oft-repeated sights the herdsman seeing~ 1733 | often 1734 I| bleating flock.~Oft too with oil or apples plenty-cheap~The 1735 II| on the smooth sward over oiled skins~Dance in their tipsy 1736 III| pitch,~Wax mollified with ointment, and therewith~Sea-leek, 1737 II| these delight~In long-lived olive-groves to Pallas dear.~Take for 1738 II| barns.~Winter is come: in olive-mills they bruise~The Sicyonian 1739 IV| shone:~Armed with which omen she essayed to speak:~“In 1740 II| seed.~Then Aether, sire omnipotent, leaps down~With quickening 1741 IV| know not of,~Their little ones they foster, hence with 1742 IV| Narcissus’ tear,~And sticky gum oozed from the bark of trees,~ 1743 II| tell to thee~Of balsams oozing from the perfumed wood,~ 1744 IV| flight beneath the world,~And oped the doors of heaven with 1745 III| now bears,~To broad wains opened, as erewhile to ships;~Brass 1746 I| bull with his gilded horns~Opens the year, before whose threatening 1747 IV| dappled fell,~Ephyre and Opis, and from Asian meads~Deiopea, 1748 IV| fortunes hither come~An oracle to ask thee.” There he ceased.~ 1749 II| Jove’s Aesculus, and oaks, oracular~Deemed by the Greeks of 1750 II| fashion spring~Fat olives, orchades, and radii~And bitter-berried 1751 IV| wherewith in early bloom~The orchard-tree had clothed her, in full 1752 I| fifth;~Then sprang pale Orcus and the Eumenides;~Earth 1753 I| the Sire of all himself~Ordained what warnings in her monthly 1754 I| panting steeds~On us the Orient flings, that hour with them~ 1755 IV| With Hebrus’ stream; and Orithyia wept,~Daughter of Acte old. 1756 II| yield thee proof:~Stout osier-baskets from the rafter-smoke,~And 1757 I| sluggish clods, and hurdles osier-twined~Hales o’er them; from the 1758 II| drops issuing through the osier-withes,~But plainly will its taste 1759 III| pyre.~What of the spotted ounce to Bacchus dear,~Or warlike 1760 | ours 1761 IV| them water, or essay~Brief out-goings, and oft weigh-up tiny stones,~ 1762 II| chill.~Mark too the earth by outland tillers tamed,~And Eastern 1763 III| Luxuriant pastures; at the outset choose~White flocks with 1764 III| sheltering caves,~And far outstretched the rock-flung shadow lies.~ 1765 IV| enormous night I am borne away,~Outstretching toward thee, thine, alas! 1766 IV| the belly; the rent ribs overboil~In endless clouds they spread 1767 IV| by the Nile’s lagoon-like overflow,~And high o’er furrows they 1768 II| Bacchus fill its borders, overspread~With fruitful flocks and 1769 II| fills all the trench~And overtops it, then the glebe is gross;~ 1770 I| plough behind the groaning ox,~And teach the furrow-burnished 1771 I| Pontic, and the jaws~Of oyster-rife Abydos. When the Scales~ 1772 III| steer by steer compel~Keep pace together. And time it is 1773 IV| hope, and others press and pack~The thrice repured honey, 1774 IV| youth,~Their tired legs packed with thyme, come labouring 1775 I| creeping ass’s ribs his driver packs,~And home from town returning 1776 II| boiling flood~Sped down the Padus, and bees house their swarms~ 1777 IV| the trim garden smile; of Paestum too,~Whose roses bloom and 1778 I| thy Trojan perjuries hath paid,~Laomedon. Long since the 1779 III| dry-wrung udder froths the pail,~More copious soon the teat-pressed 1780 III| To their high fanes. So, painfully with rakes~They grub the 1781 III| Pollux of Amyclae; such the pair~In Grecian song renowned, 1782 III| self-same bands~Yoke them in pairs, and steer by steer compel~ 1783 III| tongue~‘Neath his moist palate black, reject him, lest~ 1784 I| Tuscan Tiber and Rome’s Palatine~Preservest, this new champion 1785 I| knows no seasons, her black pall~Thick-mantling fold on fold; 1786 II| long-lived olive-groves to Pallas dear.~Take for a sign the 1787 IV| his native home once more,~Pallene and the Emathian ports; 1788 IV| streamlet hurrying run,~Some palm-tree o’er the porch extend its 1789 III| will bring thee back the palms~Of Idumaea, and raise a 1790 II| nor Ind,~Nor Bactria, nor Panchaia, one wide tract~Of incense-teeming 1791 IV| The brimming goblets; with Panchaian fires~Upleap the altars; 1792 IV| heights of Rhodope,~And tall Pangaea, and, beloved of Mars,~The 1793 I| sailors pay their vows to Panope,~Glaucus, and Melicertes, 1794 II| from the solid wood~The Paphian myrtles; while from suckers 1795 I| bramble-twigs; now set your corn to parch~Before the fire; now bruise 1796 II| slips yet quick within the parent-soil;~No root need others, nor 1797 III| Utters a warning cry; nor parents’ tears~Can backward call 1798 III| And breathing forms of Parian marble there~Shall stand, 1799 III| ravishing desire~Above the lone Parnassian steep; I love~To walk the 1800 II| upshoots~The bay-tree of Parnassus. Such the modes~Nature imparted 1801 IV| And green banks in their parsley, and how the gourd~Twists 1802 IV| I Virgil then, of sweet Parthenope~The nursling, wooed the 1803 III| quelled Niphates, and the Parthian foe,~Who trusts in flight 1804 I| his course ~Into fixed parts dividing, rules his way~ 1805 I| Lest weeds arise, or dust a passage win~Splitting the surface, 1806 I| that the heat unlocks~New passages and secret pores, whereby~ 1807 IV| turned to flight.~Such fiery passions and such fierce assaults~ 1808 IV| Now bids them quit their pasturing on the plain,~Then homeward 1809 II| pierced,~Receive, and show the paths and stars of heaven,~The 1810 IV| flood yawn wide and yield~A pathway for his footsteps; but the 1811 IV| grass and rounds him to paunch;~Nor of Narcissus had my 1812 IV| Eurus, swooping as they pause,~Have dashed with spray 1813 II| radii~And bitter-berried pausians, no, nor yet~Apples and 1814 III| him from the springs, and paws the earth~With ceaseless 1815 IV| Nor light the debt thou payest; ’tis Orpheus’ self,~Orpheus 1816 I| Scylla for the purple lock~Pays dear; for whereso, as she 1817 IV| mountains to their proudest peaks:~Wailed for her fate the 1818 IV| elms a-row,~Time-toughened pear, thorns bursting with the 1819 II| beech,~The mountain-ash with pear-bloom whitened o’er,~And swine 1820 II| another’s with no loss to rue,~Pear-tree transformed the ingrafted 1821 II| cuttings are Crustumian pears~And Syrian, and the heavy 1822 IV| put forth her auburn head,~Peering above the wave-top, and 1823 IV| cries the Dryad-band her peers~Filled up the mountains 1824 III| mounted on horses’ backs,~The Pelethronian Lapithae bequeathed,~And 1825 IV| happy folk,~Canopus, city of Pellaean fame,~Dwell by the Nile’ 1826 III| Delos and Hippodame,~And Pelops for his ivory shoulder famed,~ 1827 I| nor scorn to make thy care~Pelusiac lentil, no uncertain sign~ 1828 IV| fates prevent not, fans thy penal fires,~Yet madly raging 1829 III| First, for the sheep soft pencotes I decree~To browse in, till 1830 I| bind~The gaping veins, lest penetrating showers,~Or fierce sun’s 1831 III| spring-water, and their pens~Turned southward from the 1832 I| Fearful of coming age and penury.~Mark too, what time the 1833 IV| vessel’s prow to shore,~Perchance would sing what careful 1834 IV| Wails the long night, and perched upon a spray~With sad insistence 1835 IV| the race endure, and still~Perennial stands the fortune of their 1836 IV| there, by mellowing autumn perfected.~He too transplanted tall-grown 1837 II| trees are set,~May tally to perfection. Even as oft~In mighty war, 1838 IV| footstep he had passed~All perils scathless, and, at length 1839 III| falling snow;~The cattle perish: oxen’s mighty frames~Stand 1840 I| ago~Our blood thy Trojan perjuries hath paid,~Laomedon. Long 1841 IV| draughts of ether; for God permeates all-Earth, and wide ocean, 1842 II| track the signs of that pernicious cold:~Pines only, noxious 1843 II| of the gods.~Here blooms perpetual spring, and summer here~ 1844 IV| where, hard by,~The quivered Persian presses, and that flood~ 1845 III| noontide heats~’Tis most persistent, fend thy teeming herds,~ 1846 II| earth about their roots persistently,~And toss the cumbrous hoes, 1847 II| bitter leaves.~Let none persuade thee, howso weighty-wise, ~ 1848 III| Alburnus swarms a winged pest-Its Roman name Asilus, by the 1849 II| sun,~Wild buffaloes and pestering goats for ay~Besport them, 1850 II| Tmolian bows him, ay, and king~Phanaeus too, and, lesser of that 1851 I| power, and wondrous-pale~Phantoms were seen upon the dusk 1852 I| Their spirits’ fleeting phases, and their breasts~Feel 1853 IV| mighty earth that glide,~Phasis and Lycus, and that fountain-head~ 1854 I| Therefore a second time Philippi saw~The Roman hosts with 1855 III| masters, Chiron sprung from Phillyron,~And Amythaon’s son Melampus. 1856 I| be wind,~For wind turns Phoebe still to ruddier gold.~But 1857 IV| So frown not heaven, and Phoebus hear his call.~First find 1858 II| with death,~Rhoetus and Pholus, and with mighty bowl~Hylaeus 1859 IV| dye,~Drymo, Xantho, Ligea, Phyllodoce,~Their glossy locks o’er 1860 IV| the green Lycaean heights,~Pick from thy herds, as many 1861 III| flux, and all their bones piecemeal~Sapped by corruption to 1862 III| back,~His length of belly pied with mighty spots-While 1863 II| bear with mighty passion pierced,~Receive, and show the paths 1864 III| heights of Pelion with his piercing neigh.~Even him, when sore 1865 II| branches far,~Sole central pillar of a world of shade.~Nor 1866 II| nor agape they gaze~On pillars with fair tortoise-shell 1867 IV| his, and many a branching pine;~And all the fruits wherewith 1868 II| rend,~Yield various wealth, pine-logs that serve for ships,~Cedar 1869 II| the tall forest yields~Pine-torches, and the nightly fires are 1870 IV| Himself bring thyme and pine-trees from the heights,~And strew 1871 III| fast he flies,~With instant pinion sweeping earth and main.~ 1872 II| the altar blows~His ivory pipe, and on the curved dish~ 1873 IV| spray~With sad insistence pipes her dolorous strain,~Till 1874 III| or on wheels to glide~At Pisa, with Alpheus fleeting by,~ 1875 II| choose thy ground, and bid a pit be sunk~Deep in the solid 1876 II| of fire, and gross~With pitch-black vapour heaves the murky 1877 II| Yet cracks it never, but pitch-like, as we hold,~Clings to the 1878 III| cruel load;~Soon with tents pitched and at his post he stands,~ 1879 III| heavens erewhile arose ~A piteous season, with the full fierce 1880 IV| on the homestead fling~Pitiless fire; make havoc of my crops;~ 1881 III| earth to cover them, in pits to hide.~For e’en the fells 1882 IV| unwedded girls,~Youths placed on pyre before their fathers’ 1883 IV| sun’s eye~The youth she places, and herself the while~Swathed 1884 II| through the osier-withes,~But plainly will its taste the secret 1885 I| Now let the pliant basket plaited be~Of bramble-twigs; now 1886 II| grafted; so have barren planes ere now~Stout apples borne, 1887 II| crushed continually,~The whole plantation lightened of its leaves.~ 1888 II| thee,~The forest’s young plantations and the fruit~Of slow-maturing 1889 II| whate’er ~The sets thou plantest in thy fields, thereon~Strew 1890 II| then plant thick;~Thick planting makes no niggard of the 1891 III| While pliant wills and plastic youth allow.~And first of 1892 II| at every altar, and old plays~Upon the stage find entrance; 1893 I| one and all;~And for her pleasure thou mix honeycombs~With 1894 II| The answering cheers of plebs and senate rolled~Along 1895 IV| year,~Once when Taygete the Pleiad uplifts~Her comely forehead 1896 I| numbers gave to star and star,~Pleiads and Hyads, and Lycaon’s 1897 IV| was late,~With unbought plenty heaped his board on high.~ 1898 I| Oft too with oil or apples plenty-cheap~The creeping ass’s ribs 1899 III| in mid labour leaves the plough-gear fast.~Nor tall wood’s shadow, 1900 II| the soil~With burrowing plough-share, and ply up and down~Your 1901 I| regards;~And he, who having ploughed the fallow plain~And heaved 1902 I| haste,~He may forestall; the ploughman batters keen~His blunted 1903 IV| running waters, there was he~Plucking the rathe faint hyacinth, 1904 II| from Methymna’s tendril plucks.~Vines Thasian are there, 1905 IV| thorns bursting with the plum~And plane now yielding serviceable 1906 II| And stony cornels on the plum-tree blush.~Come then, and learn 1907 III| with terror of the crimson plume;~But, as in vain they breast 1908 I| huge~Corn-heap the weevil plunders, and the ant,~Fearful of 1909 III| In ocean’s fiery bath his plunging car.~Quick ice-crusts curdle 1910 I| luxuriant with its quivering pod,~Pulse, or the slender vetch-crop, 1911 I| swell within the treacherous pods, and they~Make speed to 1912 IV| sing.~Slight though the poet’s theme, not slight the 1913 IV| tossing tide,~Wherewith they poise them through the cloudy 1914 I| Abydos. When the Scales~Now poising fair the hours of sleep 1915 II| power,~To drive the deadly poison from the limbs.~Large the 1916 III| their groin slow drips a poisonous juice,~By shepherds truly 1917 II| whittled wand,~And ashen poles and sturdy forks to shape,~ 1918 I| hoarse murmurs o’er the polished stones,~And with its bubblings 1919 IV| and fill the crevices~With pollen from the flowers, and glean 1920 III| Cyllarus, reined and tamed~By Pollux of Amyclae; such the pair~ 1921 IV| light, and lead the mournful pomp;~Or foot to foot about the 1922 I| Borne homeward tempt the Pontic, and the jaws~Of oyster-rife 1923 I| Chalybs, castor rank~From Pontus, from Epirus the prize-palms~ 1924 III| protection claim,~Nor prove of poorer service, howsoe’er~Milesian 1925 II| osier and the bending broom,~Poplar, and willows in wan companies~ 1926 IV| the oaks along.~As in the poplar-shade a nightingale~Mourns her 1927 II| in withal~Rough shells or porous stone, for therebetween~ 1928 I| laden keels, when now the port they touch,~And happy sailors 1929 II| What though no lofty palace portal-proud~From all its chambers vomits 1930 IV| s hardihood, affront~Our portals? or what wouldst thou hence?”— 1931 IV| sudden, strange to tell~A portent they espy: through the oxen’ 1932 II| art~Justly the chiefest portion of my fame,~Maecenas, and 1933 IV| Pallene and the Emathian ports; to him~We nymphs do reverence, 1934 II| hand of man compelling, and possess~The plains and river-windings 1935 III| tents pitched and at his post he stands,~Ere looked for 1936 III| inspired of old, what time~The Potnian four with rending jaws devoured~ 1937 II| weight of stone~Or heavy potsherd press them from above;~This 1938 III| threshing-floor groans heavily~With pounding of the corn-ears, and light 1939 I| all,~Remorseless toil, and poverty’s shrewd push~In times of 1940 IV| cheating, but cease thou~To practise upon me: at heaven’s behest~ 1941 III| all heed his strength he practiseth,~And nightlong makes the 1942 III| story knows not, or that praiseless king~Busiris, and his altars? 1943 I| springing orb~With spots he pranketh, muffled in a cloud,~And 1944 IV| shalt thou bend~His soul by praying; whom once made captive, 1945 I| knows it well.~Many the precepts of the men of old ~I can 1946 IV| form a band and from their precincts drive~The drones, a lazy 1947 II| town on town~Up rugged precipices heaved and reared,~And rivers 1948 I| Rhodope, or Ceraunian crags~Precipitates: then doubly raves the South~ 1949 III| scattering clouds of sand~Makes prelude of the battle; afterward,~ 1950 II| winding bouts and tedious preludings~Shall I detain thee.~Those 1951 I| Amerian for the bending vine prepare.~Now let the pliant basket 1952 III| earlier signs they give that presage doom.~But, if the advancing 1953 I| assigned,~Or fate a larger prescience, but that when~The storm 1954 III| Will offer gifts. Even ’tis present joy~To lead the high processions 1955 I| Tiber and Rome’s Palatine~Preservest, this new champion at the 1956 IV| match,~Whose necks the yoke pressed never: then for these~Build 1957 IV| by,~The quivered Persian presses, and that flood~Which from 1958 I| odorous branches, if the fruit prevail,~Like store of grain will 1959 IV| no fault of his,~So fates prevent not, fans thy penal fires,~ 1960 III| with yearly choice of young~Preventing losses, lest too late thou 1961 IV| the lord of Hellespont,~Priapus, wielder of the willow-scythe,~ 1962 III| wains.~No wolf for ambush pries about the pen,~Nor round 1963 III| betimes the slaughtering priest had struck,~Nor with its 1964 I| and clime, e’er since the primal dawn~When old Deucalion 1965 II| the courts~And doors of princes; one with havoc falls~Upon 1966 III| a reinless thing,~Scarce print his footsteps on the surface-sand.~ 1967 IV| roof of tiles atop~‘Twixt prisoning walls they pinch, and add 1968 II| country-side-Hamlet and crossway— set the prize of wit,~And on the smooth 1969 I| Pontus, from Epirus the prize-palms~O’ the mares of Elis.~Such 1970 III| When chilly showers have probed them to the quick,~And winter 1971 I| scourges the broad stream,~Probing its depths, one drags his 1972 I| up the cloud-rack. Hence proceeds~That blending of the feathered 1973 III| present joy~To lead the high processions to the fane,~And view the 1974 II| Gnawed through and through, proclaim no soils beside~So rife 1975 IV| and what birds beside,~And Procne smirched with blood upon 1976 III| rolled to land~Falls with prodigious roar among the rocks,~Huge 1977 IV| smoke.~Twice is the teeming produce gathered in,~Twofold their 1978 II| vale o’erflows, and gorge profound,~Where’er the god hath turned 1979 I| the root~A pole eight feet projecting, earth-boards twain,~And 1980 III| kindling unto love in vain prolongs~The fruitless task, and, 1981 II| Bacchus even to crime hath prompted, he~The wine-infuriate Centaurs 1982 II| hoar-frost curdled, nor the prone~Dead weight of summer upon 1983 II| But if, rebellious, to its proper bounds~The soil returns 1984 II| ground is fixed~The tree that props it, aesculus in chief,~Which 1985 III| These too no lightlier our protection claim,~Nor prove of poorer 1986 IV| up the mountains to their proudest peaks:~Wailed for her fate 1987 II| arose~The war-horse stepping proudly o’er the plain;~Hence thy 1988 III| leaf and pointed rush,~And proves himself, and butting at 1989 IV| When Parthia’s flying hosts provoke the fray.~Say what was he, 1990 IV| Eager to turn my vessel’s prow to shore,~Perchance would 1991 I| venom-bane,~And bade the wolf go prowl, and ocean toss;~Shook from 1992 II| need others, nor doth the pruner’s hand~Shrink to restore 1993 II| curved fang pursues and prunes~The vine forlorn, and lops 1994 I| Rot in neglect, and curved pruning-hooks~Into the sword’s stiff blade 1995 I| ocean-fowl and those that pry~Round Asian meads within 1996 II| sister-nymphs!~Him nor the rods of public power can bend,~Nor kingly 1997 III| as he rears defiance, and puffs out~A hissing throat, down 1998 III| shade’s mild covert win, or pull~The grass tops listlessly, 1999 I| struggling oars~Up stream scarce pulls a shallop, if he chance~ 2000 IV| death,~Batter his flesh to pulp i’ the hide yet whole,~And 2001 III| heart~Drained with each wild pulsation? How they ply~The circling