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3002   IV|                Burn the young plants, and wield the stubborn axe~Against
3003   IV|                   of Hellespont,~Priapus, wielder of the willow-scythe,~Safe
3004    I|                 in midnight of the clouds~Wields with red hand the levin;
3005   IV|                fetters; against these~His wiles will break and spend themselves
3006   IV|                time hath yet to bring;~So willed it Neptune, whose portentous
3007   IV|             Euphrates, and bare rule o’er willing folk~Though vanquished,
3008    I|                and two-pronged forks, and willow-bands~Amerian for the bending
3009   IV|              whether swift or still,~Cast willow-branches and big stones enow,~Bridge
3010   IV|                   Priapus, wielder of the willow-scythe,~Safe in his keeping hold
3011  III|               steps to tame,~While pliant wills and plastic youth allow.~
3012    I|                   of heaven: be what thou wilt-For neither Tartarus hopes to
3013    I|              spring from it,~Rainless and windless be, while safe ashore~Shall
3014   IV|                  four winds four slanting window-slits.~Then seek they from the
3015  III|                 barm and service sour the wine-cup mock.~So ‘neath the seven-starred
3016   II|               crime hath prompted, he~The wine-infuriate Centaurs quelled with death,~
3017   II|                 grape can vie~For gush of wine-juice or for length of years.~
3018   II|        rafter-smoke,~And strainers of the winepress pluck thee down;~Hereinto
3019  III|                   green Alburnus swarms a winged pest-Its Roman name Asilus,
3020    I|                 from the middle main~Come winging, and their shrieks are shoreward
3021    I|                   her wings~The light air winnow, lo! fierce, implacable,~
3022    I|                  she flies, the light air winnowing still.~Soft then the voice
3023    I|                 there shall come~A mighty winnowing-time with mighty heat;~But if
3024   II|                 shed seed ariseth, upward wins~But slowly, yielding promise
3025   II|                 back upon themselves, why winter-suns~So haste to dip ‘neath ocean,
3026   II|                  to hide them, and dig in withal~Rough shells or porous stone,
3027  III|                 of healing from the wound withholds,~Or sits for happier signs
3028  III|               allow.~And first of slender withies round the throat~Loose collars
3029   II|               while the leaf is young~And witless of disaster; for therewith,~
3030   IV|                   the Peneian sire~Stands woebegone and weeping, and by name~
3031  III|                  Bacchus dear,~Or warlike wolf-kin or the breed of dogs?~Why
3032    I|                 first~Sprang from earth’s womb at thy great trident’s stroke,~
3033   IV|                   upper air~Had well-nigh won, behind him following-So
3034   IV|              Halls of death~Stood lost in wonderment, and the Eumenides,~Their
3035    I|                 was heard with power, and wondrous-pale~Phantoms were seen upon
3036  III|             rock-flung shadow lies.~Round wooded Silarus and the ilex-bowers~
3037   IV|                  Parthenope~The nursling, wooed the flowery walks of peace~
3038  III|                  second task remains,~The wool-clad flocks and shaggy goats
3039  III|            sacrifice to heaven— the white~Wool-woven fillet half wreathed about
3040   IV|                whose lay, the while their woolly tasks~With spindles down
3041   IV|              rocks sonorous ring,~And the word spoken buffets and rebounds.~
3042  III|                   know~How hard it is for words to triumph here,~And shed
3043  III|          lingering spires.~Then that vile worm that in Calabrian glades~
3044    I|                   Speed all things to the worse, and backward borne~Glide
3045   IV|              field recalled,~Who hath the worser seeming, do to death,~Lest
3046   IV|                   Ocean, sire of all,~She worships, and the sister-nymphs who
3047  III|           Chestnut and grey are good; the worst-hued white~And sorrel. Then lo!
3048  III|                   to couch;~But he that’s worsted hies him to strange climes~
3049  III|                thee,~Amphrysian shepherd, worthy to be sung,~You, woods and
3050   IV|                And seek through showering wounds a glorious death.~Led by
3051   IV|                  tall woods the dance she wove,~Wrought on thy bees, alas!
3052   II|              summits reigns victoriously,~Wraps all the grove in robes of
3053  III|                this same scourge did Juno wreak of old~The terrors of her
3054   II|                coils~Along the ground, or wreathe him into spires.~Mark too
3055  III|              white~Wool-woven fillet half wreathed about his brow-Some victim,
3056  III|                   Uprears his breast, and wreathes a scaly back,~His length
3057  III|               nostrils snort and roll out wreaths of fire.~Dense is his mane,
3058   II|                   nor blasts, nor showers~Wrench from its bed; unshaken it
3059  III|                  impelled had drawn~Their wretched limbs together, anon o’erflowed~
3060  III|                 as rugs to wrap~Seafaring wretches. But they browse the woods~
3061   IV|                   all the region with her wrongs o’erflows.~No love, no new
3062   IV|                  deepest deeps of Erebus,~Wrung by his minstrelsy, the hollow
3063   IV|                  with hyaline dye,~Drymo, Xantho, Ligea, Phyllodoce,~Their
3064   IV|                saying, she bids the flood yawn wide and yield~A pathway
3065    I|                stand still,~And the earth yawns asunder, ivory weeps~For
3066  III|               ushering in the night.~But, yeaning ended, all their tender
3067   IV|                   Clutching vain shadows, yearning sore to speak,~Thenceforth
3068   IV|                shed,~Cydippe and Lycorias yellow-haired,~A maiden one, one newly
3069   IV|                   dark Galaesus laves the yellowing fields,~An old man once
3070   IV|               near their home let neither yew-tree grow,~Nor reddening crabs
3071  III|                   his spires,~And eggs or younglings leaving in his lair,~Towers
3072  III|                   the course and go,~When youthful hope is highest, and every
3073   IV|            service, boys, unwedded girls,~Youths placed on pyre before their
3074  III|                 draws nigh, ~With instant zeal they lavish all their care~
3075   IV|                 ocean-children both,~Both zoned with gold and girt with
3076    I|         constellations of the world.~Five zones the heavens contain; whereof