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What makes the cornfield smile beneath what star	A
Maecenas it is meet to turn the sod	B
Or marry elm with vine how tend the steer	C
What pains for cattle keeping or what proof	D
Of patient trial serves for thrifty bees	E
Such are my themes	F
O universal lights	G
Most glorious ye that lead the gliding year	C
Along the sky Liber and Ceres mild	H
If by your bounty holpen earth once changed	I
Chaonian acorn for the plump wheat ear	J
And mingled with the grape your new found gift	K
The draughts of Achelous and ye Fauns	G
To rustics ever kind come foot it Fauns	G
And Dryad maids together your gifts I sing	L
And thou for whose delight the war horse first	M
Sprang from earth's womb at thy great trident's stroke	N
Neptune and haunter of the groves for whom	O
Three hundred snow white heifers browse the brakes	G
The fertile brakes of Ceos and clothed in power	P
Thy native forest and Lycean lawns	G
Pan shepherd god forsaking as the love	Q
Of thine own Maenalus constrains thee hear	J
And help O lord of Tegea And thou too	R
Minerva from whose hand the olive sprung	S
And boy discoverer of the curved plough	T
And bearing a young cypress root uptorn	U
Silvanus and Gods all and Goddesses	G
Who make the fields your care both ye who nurse	G
The tender unsown increase and from heaven	U
Shed on man's sowing the riches of your rain	U
And thou even thou of whom we know not yet	V
What mansion of the skies shall hold thee soon	U
Whether to watch o'er cities be thy will	W
Great Caesar and to take the earth in charge	X
That so the mighty world may welcome thee	Y
Lord of her increase master of her times	G
Binding thy mother's myrtle round thy brow	T
Or as the boundless ocean's God thou come	Z
Sole dread of seamen till far Thule bow	T
Before thee and Tethys win thee to her son	U
With all her waves for dower or as a star	A
Lend thy fresh beams our lagging months to cheer	C
Where 'twixt the Maid and those pursuing Claws	G
A space is opening see red Scorpio's self	A2
His arms draws in yea and hath left thee more	B2
Than thy full meed of heaven be what thou wilt	C2
For neither Tartarus hopes to call thee king	L
Nor may so dire a lust of sovereignty	Y
E'er light upon thee howso Greece admire	D2
Elysium's fields and Proserpine not heed	E2
Her mother's voice entreating to return	U
Vouchsafe a prosperous voyage and smile on this	G
My bold endeavour and pitying even as I	F2
These poor way wildered swains at once begin	U
Grow timely used unto the voice of prayer	G2
In early spring tide when the icy drip	H2
Melts from the mountains hoar and Zephyr's breath	I2
Unbinds the crumbling clod even then 'tis time	J2
Press deep your plough behind the groaning ox	G
And teach the furrow burnished share to shine	U
That land the craving farmer's prayer fulfils	G
Which twice the sunshine twice the frost has felt	K2
Ay that's the land whose boundless harvest crops	G
Burst see the barns	G
But ere our metal cleave	L2
An unknown surface heed we to forelearn	U
The winds and varying temper of the sky	F2
The lineal tilth and habits of the spot	M2
What every region yields and what denies	G
Here blithelier springs the corn and here the grape	N2
There earth is green with tender growth of trees	G
And grass unbidden See how from Tmolus comes	G
The saffron's fragrance ivory from Ind	M2
From Saba's weakling sons their frankincense	G
Iron from the naked Chalybs castor rank	O2
From Pontus from Epirus the prize palms	G
O' the mares of Elis	G
Such the eternal bond	M2
And such the laws by Nature's hand imposed	M2
On clime and clime e'er since the primal dawn	U
When old Deucalion on the unpeopled earth	P2
Cast stones whence men a flinty race were reared	M2
Up then if fat the soil let sturdy bulls	G
Upturn it from the year's first opening months	G
And let the clods lie bare till baked to dust	M2
By the ripe suns of summer but if the earth	P2
Less fruitful just ere Arcturus rise	G
With shallower trench uptilt it 'twill suffice	G
There lest weeds choke the crop's luxuriance here	J
Lest the scant moisture fail the barren sand	M2
Then thou shalt suffer in alternate years	G
The new reaped fields to rest and on the plain	U
A crust of sloth to harden or when stars	G
Are changed in heaven there sow the golden grain	U
Where erst luxuriant with its quivering pod	M2
Pulse or the slender vetch crop thou hast cleared	M2
And lupin sour whose brittle stalks arise	G
A hurtling forest For the plain is parched	M2
By flax crop parched by oats by poppies parched	M2
In Lethe slumber drenched Nathless by change	Q2
The travailing earth is lightened but stint not	M2
With refuse rich to soak the thirsty soil	R2
And shower foul ashes o'er the exhausted fields	G
Thus by rotation like repose is gained	M2
Nor earth meanwhile uneared and thankless left	M2
Oft too 'twill boot to fire the naked fields	G
And the light stubble burn with crackling flames	G
Whether that earth therefrom some hidden strength	S2
And fattening food derives or that the fire	P
Bakes every blemish out and sweats away	T2
Each useless humour or that the heat unlocks	G
New passages and secret pores whereby	F2
Their life juice to the tender blades may win	U
Or that it hardens more and helps to bind	M2
The gaping veins lest penetrating showers	G
Or fierce sun's ravening might or searching blast	M2
Of the keen north should sear them Well I wot	M2
He serves the fields who with his harrow breaks	G
The sluggish clods and hurdles osier twined	M2
Hales o'er them from the far Olympian height	M2
Him golden Ceres not in vain regards	G
And he who having ploughed the fallow plain	U
And heaved its furrowy ridges turns once more	B2
Cross wise his shattering share with stroke on stroke	N
The earth assails and makes the field his thrall	U2
Pray for wet summers and for winters fine	U
Ye husbandmen in winter's dust the crops	G
Exceedingly rejoice the field hath joy	V2
No tilth makes Mysia lift her head so high	F2
Nor Gargarus his own harvests so admire	D2
Why tell of him who having launched his seed	M2
Sets on for close encounter and rakes smooth	W2
The dry dust hillocks then on the tender corn	U
Lets in the flood whose waters follow fain	U
And when the parched field quivers and all the blades	G
Are dying from the brow of its hill bed	M2
See see he lures the runnel down it falls	G
Waking hoarse murmurs o'er the polished stones	G
And with its bubblings slakes the thirsty fields	G
Or why of him who lest the heavy ears	G
O'erweigh the stalk while yet in tender blade	M2
Feeds down the crop's luxuriance when its growth	X2
First tops the furrows Why of him who drains	G
The marsh land's gathered ooze through soaking sand	M2
Chiefly what time in treacherous moons a stream	Y2
Goes out in spate and with its coat of slime	J2
Holds all the country whence the hollow dykes	G
Sweat steaming vapour	D2
But no whit the more	D2
For all expedients tried and travail borne	U
By man and beast in turning oft the soil	R2
Do greedy goose and Strymon haunting cranes	G
And succory's bitter fibres cease to harm	Z2
Or shade not injure The great Sire himself	A2
No easy road to husbandry assigned	M2
And first was he by human skill to rouse	G
The slumbering glebe whetting the minds of men	U
With care on care nor suffering realm of his	G
In drowsy sloth to stagnate Before Jove	A2
Fields knew no taming hand of husbandmen	U
To mark the plain or mete with boundary line	U
Even this was impious for the common stock	A3
They gathered and the earth of her own will	W
All things more freely no man bidding bore	D2
He to black serpents gave their venom bane	U
And bade the wolf go prowl and ocean toss	G
Shook from the leaves their honey put fire away	T2
And curbed the random rivers running wine	U
That use by gradual dint of thought on thought	M2
Might forge the various arts with furrow's help	B3
The corn blade win and strike out hidden fire	D2
From the flint's heart Then first the streams were ware	D2
Of hollowed alder hulls the sailor then	U
Their names and numbers gave to star and star	D2
Pleiads and Hyads and Lycaon's child	M2
Bright Arctos how with nooses then was found	M2
To catch wild beasts and cozen them with lime	J2
And hem with hounds the mighty forest glades	G
Soon one with hand net scourges the broad stream	Y2
Probing its depths one drags his	G

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