His Motions easy; prancing in his Gate. Besides, the waxen labour of the Bees: and high-pitched in sound, and whole herds scatter from it, through the woods, the breeze, the trees, and banks. Don’t let me snatch sweet sleep then under the sky. Chestnuts and greys. We use cookies for essential site functions and for social media integration. The rival Chariots in the Race shall strive. In shades aloof, or couch'd upon the Plain; Buy Virgil: The Georgics v2 Books 3 & 4: Bk.3 & 4 v. 2 (Cambridge Greek and Latin Classics) by Thomas (ISBN: 9780521346788) from Amazon's Book Store. The age for bearing, and regular breeding. shirking the yoke, and also fierce with her horns. To turn the Glebe; or smooth the rugged Soil!⁠785 once greeting boats and now broad wagons: Everywhere bronze cracks, clothes freeze as they’re worn. Often he turns his Eyes, and, with a Groan, The Crowd shall Caesar's Indian War behold; And shield the wretched Mariner from Cold. The sprightly Trumpet, and the shouts of War, and not start at idle noise. Is dearly sold; but not for needful use:⁠480 There’s also that vile water-snake in Calabria’s glades. 27 After … When, half surpriz'd, and fearing to be seen, And leaves the Scythian Arrow far behind: Now all the other themes are too well known. With noxious Weeds, and spell'd with Words of pow'r, With woolly Sheep, and ask an equal Care. Such a horse will either sweat towards the winning post at Elis, over the widest space of ground, flinging bloody foam, from his mouth or better still, with tender neck, will pull, the Belgian war-chariot. The Nile shall flow beneath; and on the side, What of Leander, through whose bones harsh love, winds the great flame? And Age, and Death's inexorable Doom. Sooth him with Praise, and make him understand and I’ll set up a temple of marble by the water, on that green plain. To drive the Viper's brood, and all the venom'd Race. 'Twas then that Buffalo's, ill pair'd, were seen For Echo hunts along; and propagates the sound. But where thou seest a single Sheep remain⁠705 Ev'n now methinks the publick shouts I hear: just as the sacred band of white wool encircled it. our cups of wine with beer and acidic service-berries. The Palm renounces, and abhors the Flood. Old, he’s cold in desire, and works uselessly at a thankless task. Now what avails his well-deserving Toil Is underneath the Foot to breath a Vein.⁠700 In Peace t' enjoy his former Palms and Pains; With patient sobbing, and with manly Moans.⁠755 Or for the Prize in Chariots to contend; ⁠Tisiphone, let loose from under ground,⁠820 when the sun’s newly risen, or the stars are bringing on the night. They mix a Med'cine to foment their Limbs;⁠685 and drinks milk curdled with horses’ blood. The whole passage constitutes an epilogue to the poem, as well as a sphragis or personal signature of the poet. and they’re wet with foam, and the breath of those pursuing: so strong the desire for glory, so dear is victory. while cold Aquarius sets, moistening the vanishing year. and look for another in the richness of your fields. Ordain'd by Nature for a better use. then the eyes blaze and the breath is drawn deeply, at times with heavy groans, the depths of the chest. With their fierce Rivals, for the Females sake: The Georgics (/ ˈ dʒ ɔːr dʒ ɪ k s /; Latin: Georgica [ɡeˈoːrɡɪka]) is a poem by Latin poet Virgil, likely published in 29 BCE. But when they seem exhausted swell the Pail. He languishes and labours in his Love. And yet he never supt in solemn State, And pitch their sudden Camp before the Foe.⁠540 (For with the Spring their genial Warmth returns) And with wide Nostrils snuff the Western Air: and the ram with dripping fleece is plunged in the pool. In breathing Statues, not unworthy Jove.⁠55 Besides, to change their Pasture 'tis in vain: Nor was the foodful Grass in Fields secure. Ice-floes form suddenly on the running rivers. With Rocks above, to shield the sharp Nocturnal air. and Hippodame, and Pelops, known for his ivory shoulder, fearless with horses? By weight, the solid portions they dispence. Indulge his Growth, and his gaunt sides supply.⁠320 And sink beneath the pleasing Task assign'd; And rowling Thunder rattl'd o'er his Head. Or, bred to Belgian Waggons, leads the Way; He flies aloft, and with impetuous roar For when the thirsty fire had drunk And the mean Matter which my Theme affords,⁠455 or slower with age, don’t forgive his wretched senility. and how the purple hangings raise high their embroidered Britons. Then I, conspicuous in my Tyrian Gown,⁠25 Hardning his Limbs with painful Exercise, Let him not leap the Cow, nor mount the Mare. And in th' unfinish'd Furrow, leaves the Share. with sharp leaves and pointed reeds to eat. Why tell you in verse of the shepherds of Lybia. Or lumber o'er the Meads; or cross the Wood. He rubs his sides against a Tree; prepares The Leacher gallop'd from his Jealous Queen: In Summer's Sultry Heats (for then it reigns) a horse’s, over his shoulder, at his wife’s arrival. Starve 'em, when Barns beneath their burthen groan, Nor he, who treads the bleak Meotian Strand; Nor last, forget thy faithful Dogs: but feed strained by long sobs, black blood flows from the nostrils. Such was Cyllarus, tamed by the reins of Pollux. At Night unask'd, and mindful of their home; hardening his shoulders here and there against wounds. routing him out with the baying pack, and with loud shouts. Where Skins of Beasts, the rude Barbarians wear; The belligerents are not accustomed to herding together. And in his Summer Liv'ry rowls along:⁠665⁠ while powerless and quivering, still, and ignorant of life. When up the Skies, he shoots his rosie Head; High o'er the Gate, in Elephant and Gold, And, spurring from the Fight confess their Fear. After their birth all attention’s transferred to the calves: straight away they brand them, with the mark and name of the herd, and hold back those they want to rear for breeding, or keep, as sacrifice for the altars, or to plough the soil. and when the familiar desire first urges them to mate. Will prosecute with Cries the Nightly Thief: Next let thy Goats officiously be nurs'd; The Georgics - Volume 28. But oft'ner bring the Nation to decay; and dogs? Untir'd at night, and chearful all the Day. The still distended Udders never fail; Pois'ning the Standing Lakes; and Pools Impure:⁠725 This from his Weaning, let him well be taught;⁠295 and love the sound of his neck being patted. Demanding Rites of Love; she sternly stalks; Amphrysian Shepherd; the Lycæan Woods; Or in the ruddy Ocean seeks his Bed. With gags and muzzles their soft Mouths restrain.⁠611. Revenge the Crime; and take the Traytor's head, where there’s moss and the banks are greenest with grass. The generous Labours of the Courser, first Take down their Mettle, keep 'em lean and bare; Come then, and with thy self thy Genius bring: And cut the Head; for till the Core be found, I’ll begin to sing of what keeps the wheat fields happy, And the short Remnants of his Heat enjoy. Six Seasons use; but then release the Cow, He roars, and promises a more successful Fight. III. And more than both, the Loves, which unreveng'd he lost. Alone, by night, his watry way he took;⁠405 With Coughs is choak'd; and labours from the Chine: But search his Mouth; and if a swarthy Tongue And with Idume's Palms, my Mantua grace. Nor be with harmful parsimony won can rise from the earth and fly, victorious, from men’s lips. The Causes and the Signs shall next be told,⁠670 When rising Cynthia sheds her silver Dews;⁠520 My self, with Olive crown'd, the Gifts will bear:⁠ that carve the hills away with their whirling waves. Only then does the poisonous hippomanes, the horse-madness. and the coarse tongue chokes the blocked throat. Instructed there in Rules of Husbandry: Nor bad Examples of the World has seen. And, when athirst, restrain 'em from the flood: To lodge their loathsom Carrion under ground. Or, in the Stall at home his Fodder find; For Beauty dappled, or the brightest Bay: If life lasts, I’ll be the first to return to my country. This flying Plague (to mark its quality;) and neglectful of the grass, turns from spring water, and often paws the ground: his ears droop, and a dubious sweat, appears, cold in fact with approaching death: the skin. If your efforts are aimed more at war and proud squadrons. Unwash'd, and soaks into their empty Veins: The phrase is used in both its Latin and English forms as a … The Mountain Robbers, rushing to the Prey. when he flees to Mount Rhodope and the Thracian wilds. A doubtful Sweat in clammy drops appears:⁠750 To Sheep and Oxen, and the painful Hind. Not with more Madness, rolling from afar, With curling Crest, and with advancing Head: And round the Dwellings roam of Man, their fiercer Foe. Let 'em not leap the Ditch, or swim the Flood; Join'd with his School-Fellows, by two and two,⁠270 When he, renew'd in all the speckl'd Pride He rouls his mournful Eyes, he deeply groans trusting to his arrows, fired behind as he flees. Nor undigested Feasts did urge his Fate; But first the way to new Discov'ries make.⁠460 The dext'rous Huntsman wounds not these afar,⁠570 And then betimes in a soft Snaffle wrought: His Mournful Fellow from the Team disjoins:⁠775 We must guard the goats as well with no less care, and the profit will be no less, though the fleeces of Miletus. March onwards, and insult the rocky Shoar.⁠370 Resembling Heroes, whose Etherial Root, through the high hills, drive a huge stag into the nets. even the feet: and there are shaggy ears under crooked horns. and start by choosing flocks with soft white fleeces. And mix, for deadly Draughts, the pois'nous Juice. To raise my Subject from a Ground so low: So he takes great care of his strength, and rests all night. Shifts place, and paws; and hopes the promis'd Fight. In gold and solid ivory, on the doors, I’ll fashion battles. and the surface of the sand darkened with a meagre stain. Brawny his Chest, and deep, his Colour gray;⁠ They oint their naked Limbs with mother'd Oyl; out of the wind, facing the winter sun, and midday heat. And fills his Maw with Fish, or with loquacious Frogs. Her ample Forehead with a Star is crown'd; (Virgil, Georgics 3.478–81) Here once, through a disease of the sky, there arose a pitiable season which burned with heat for a whole autumn, giving over to death all manner of livestock and all manner of … To Birds their Native Heav'ns contagious prove, Their morning Milk, the Peasants press at Night: The raging Tempest call'd him back in vain; Of weeping Parents, change his fatal Course. Trim'd with white Ribbons, and with Garlands drest, The howling Wolves, the Mastiffs amorous rage; don’t anyone allow them to endure the yokes of heavy wagons, or leap around on the roads, or race around madly, scouring. Their Labours equal, and alike their Praise. To turn the Glebe, breed to the Rural Trade.⁠260 Or they smear the body with bitter olive oil lees, after shearing. He turns the Turf, and shakes the solid Ground. That free from Gouts thou may'st preserve thy Care: With Thirst inflam'd, impatient of the heats,⁠659 she drives her proud lovers to fight for her with their horns. With that rank Odour from thy dwelling Place When she has calv'd, then set the Dam aside; When (wondrous to relate) the Parent Wind, deals with the raising of crops and the signs of the weather, ending emotionally with a description of the horrors suffered by Italy as a consequence of the murder of Julius Caesar (514 lines). Of Morning Dews: And after break their Fast is visible on the plains, or leaves on the trees: but the land far and wide lies formless under mounds of snow. the flame has crept deep into their eager marrow, (in spring above all, because spring revives the heat in their bones). From Wikisource < The Georgics (Nevile) Jump to navigation Jump to search ←Book 2. As the name suggests (from the Greek word γεωργικά, geōrgika, i.e. Sharp headed, Barrel belly'd, broadly back'd. And flying Stag, amidst the Grey-Hounds go: And through a Horn, the gen'rous Juice infus'd: For their own ills, can fit Provision find. raising herself higher, she lifts her greedy head. Defenceless was the shelter of the ground. Or solitary Grove, or gloomy Glade: And Snakes, familiar, to the Hearth succeed, His mane is dense, tossed back to fall on his right shoulder: a double ridge runs along his thighs, his hoof scrapes. Because the sight of a female slowly inflames him, and wastes his strength, and she with her sweet attractions, stops him from recalling grasses and groves, and often. From Clouds they fall, and leave their Souls above.⁠815 in their course, and no cares disturb their healthy rest. Sustains the goring Spurs, and wins the Course. Receits abound; but searching all thy Store,⁠690 His Eyes are settled in a stupid peace.⁠781 neither when he finds high heaven, carried by his team. The poem, newly translated by the poet and translator... Free … Busiri's Altars, and the dire Decrees And (rightly manag'd) equal time to beat;⁠301 Now seem to sink in Earth, and now to touch the Sky; No stop, no stay, but Clouds of Sand arise; Every species on earth, man and creature, and the species. its length of belly marked with large blotches. Everyday low prices and free … of the camps, and as coverings for wretched sailors. The Forest shakes, the Groves their Honours cast; Aeneid I: Aeneid II: Aeneid III: Aeneid IV: Aeneid V: Aeneid VI: Aeneid VII: Aeneid VIII Like Shipwreck'd Carcasses are driv'n aground: And mighty Phocæ, never seen before Their wanton appetites not only feed But, when he stands collected in his might, When ev'n the fearsul Stag dares for his Hind engage. But, after Ten, from Nuptial Rites refrain.⁠100 And in himself his former self requires.⁠160 but the defeated one leaves, and lives far off in unknown exile. they deny them foliage, and keep them from the founts. And hissing, rowls his glaring Eyes around. Such too was swift Saturn himself flinging his mane. Seiz'd with unusual pains, they loudly cry, And they remember to return home, themselves, leading their kids. In ample breadth, thy Cattle to defend:⁠515 The Men to subterranean Caves retire; The rest of the cattle graze on the green grass. First with assiduous care, from Winter keep And now aloft; and now alow they fly, The diff'ring Species in Confusion lye.⁠830 So they scratch the ground with harrows, painfully, and bury the seed with their own fingernails, and drag. while the light chaff is tossed on the rising breeze. Enrag'd with Hunger, more enrag'd with Love. he slithers along, leaving his eggs and young in the nest. Which interwoven Britains seem to raise, while their young minds are adaptable, their age pliant. Tame Cattle, and the Beasts of Nature slew. Boars whet their Tusks; to battel Tygers move; Where basking in the Sun-shine they may lye, and force them to take their steps together: then let them pull empty carts over the ground, often. His Pains by Day, secur'd his Rest by Night. Publius Vergilius Maro (70 BCE-19 BCE), later called Virgilius, and known in English as Virgil or Vergil, was a classical Roman poet. All other Themes, that careless Minds invite,⁠5 Through hills of Snow, and pitifully bray;⁠575 To run the Ring, and trace the mazy round. Or from the Founts where living Sulphurs boyl, The starving Cattle perish in their Stalls, And every boding Omen of the Main.⁠410 The passing Pageants, and the Pomps appear. Of some cool Stream, where Nature shall provide To shun this Ill, the cunning Leach ordains⁠245 Each requires equal breeding, equally the trainers require. and the crowded herds of deer are stunned by the strange weight. The Sacrifice and Sacrificers view; From thence return, attended with my Train, And fry their melting Marrow in the Sun.⁠215 A hundred Coursers from the Goal will drive; Now while their Youth is fill'd with kindly Fire, And Spartan Race: who for the Folds relief Her double Dew-lap from her Chin descends: The Whorlbat, and the rapid Race, shall be⁠30 Or when the Fleece is shorn, if sweat remains A double Wreath shall crown our Caesar's Brows;⁠50 But far above the rest, the furious Mare, And in some secret cranny slowly glides; To Death at once whole Herds of Cattle go: Now he’s lowered his timid head deep, in flight. Chiron, Phillyra’s son, and Melampus, son of Amythaon. Instructed thus, produce him to the Faire; Nor do those ills, on single Bodies prey;⁠ And with shrill Neighings fill'd the Neigbouring Plain.⁠150 Of Grecian Tales, by Poets are exprest: On Green-sword Ground; (a cool and grateful taste:) But when to four full Springs his years advance, Ericthonius was the first who dared to yoke four horses. But they keep female cattle thin deliberately. Nor Folds, nor hospitable Harbour know.⁠530 Why shou'd my Muse enlarge on Lybian Swains; Of ev'ry Sickness that infects the Fold. And Sisyphus that labours up the Hill⁠65 Other themes, which else had charmed with song some idle … A hilly heap, sev'n Cubits deep in Snow: Often at the moment of honouring the gods, the victim. and it killed every type of herd, and every wild creature. Swims down the Stream, and plunges in the deep. To harrow Furrows, and sustain the Plough: Reject him, lest he darken all the Flock; The lovely heifer grazes in Sila’s great southern forest: the bulls in turn do battle, with great force. In shallow Streams, are stranded on the Shore. With Fern beneath, to fend the bitter Cold.⁠466 Their Camelots, warm in Tents, the Souldier hold; It helped to pour wine juice in through a horn: this seemed the only assistance for the dying: Soon even this was fatal: they burned with renewed fury, and sick to the point of death (may the gods be kinder, to the good, and such delusions be for our enemies!). With two fair Eyes his Mistress burns his Breast; His Horns, yet sore, he tries against a Tree:⁠360 and, rolling towards the shore, echoes savagely against the rocks, and falls like nothing less than a mountain: and the water boils. Tanagrus hastens thence; and leaves his Channel dry. Thy Hounds, Taygetus, open and pursue their Prey. from the deep earth, rolling piles of logs to the hearths, Here they spend the nights at ease, and joyfully imitate. And scarce their swelling Bags the threshold overcome. my mind attempts no high themes: come then. Of lashing Furies, and the burning Lakes: The Pains of famisht Tantalus shall feel;⁠ or lie stretched out on the grass of some grove. or when unwashed sweats cling to the shorn flock, and sharp briars tear at their flesh. The Forest rattles, and the Rocks rebound. And turn that Impious Errour on our Foes! ⁠Tis with this rage, the Mother Lion stung, B. Greenough. No shadows of the deep woods, no soft meadows, can stir its spirits, no stream purer than amber, flowing over the stones, as it seeks the plain: but the depths. The best day’s of life are always the first to vanish. Their Bodies harrass, sink 'em when they run; The National Endowment for the Humanities provided support for entering this text. 'Tis Prudence to prevent th' entire decay.⁠115 Assaults with dint of Sword, or pointed Spears, he shows intent, and runs headlong at his careless enemy: just as when a wave starts to whiten in mid-ocean. by plague and filth, nor touch the decaying yarn: truly if anyone handled their hateful clothing, feverish blisters and foul sweat would cover, his stinking limbs, and he’d not long to wait. Ginn & Co. 1900. and paws the ground in front, rubs his sides against a tree. With many a groan, forsakes his fruitless care; The water-Snake, whom Fish and Paddocks fed, and where vast Thracian Mount Rhodope touches the sky. Faint white and Dun will scarce the Rearing pay. This, gather'd in the Planetary Hour, But time is lost, which never will renew,⁠ The sleepy Leacher shuts his little Eyes; Of Parian Stone a Temple will I raise, I’m in no doubt how hard it is to capture it in words, But sweet love seizes me and carries me over the empty heights, of Parnassus: a delight to roam the ridges, where no. In length of Time produce the lab'ring Yoke where great Mincius wanders in slow curves. For the too vig'rous Dose, too fiercely wrought; To follow what our homely Sires have done; Who fill'd the Pail with Beestings of the Cow: The Sun from far, peeps with a sickly face;⁠550 The bristled Boar, who feels the pleasing Wound, Firstly I say that sheep should crop the grass. May know that from the Dam the worth of each proceeds: Without you. The Georgics is a poem in four books, likely published in 29 BC. behind an opposing hill, and over a wide river. Salt Herbage for the fodd'ring Rack provide; the mighty Bliss is fugitive; Then hide his not Ignoble Age, at Home: May run in Pastures, and at pleasure feed. goes to town): or add a touch of salt and store it for winter. Of Wilds unknown, and of untasted Grass This Book begins with an Invocation of some Rural Deities, and a Compliment to Augustus: After which Virgil directs himself to Mecænas, and enters on his Subject. and the love he has lost, without yet taking vengeance. Or listlesly to crop the tender Grass; and the pain each shows in defeat, the pride in winning. This page was last edited on 20 March 2020, at 11:29. He scours along the Field, with loosen'd Reins; And Pelop's Iv'ry Shoulder, and his Toil⁠10 Dire Stepdames in the Magick Bowl infuse;⁠446 Of Boars, and beamy Stags in Toyls engage.⁠625 Ye Gods, to better Fate, good Men dispose; And rugged Rocks are interpos'd in vain: On Winter Seas we fewer Storms behold,⁠711 The Georgics (Nevile) by Virgil, translated by Thomas Nevile Book 3. Early begin the stubborn Child to break;⁠265 The Sluces of the Skie were open spread; into itself, as bit by bit they dissolved with disease. or at gliding by Pisa’s river Alpheus on wheels. His Belly spotted, burnisht is his Back:⁠650 John Dryden called Virgil's Georgics, written between 37 and 30 B.C.E., the best poem by the best poet. Scratch'd with a Rake, a Furrow for his Grain: Buy a cheap copy of Georgica book by Virgil. Oh let not Sleep, my closing Eyes invade, Teach him to run the round, with Pride to prance; The weak old Stallion will deceive thy care.⁠190 For his stout Stomach with his Food will grow; Whether the Bull or Courser be thy Care, Mean time perpetual Sleet, and driving Snow, Now the wave washes up the children of the vast deep, and all swimming things, like shipwrecked corpses, at the edge. Then of the purest white select thy Breed. Thus o'er th' Elean Plains, thy well-breath'd Horse⁠315 Long Isicles depend, and crackling Sounds are heard. And rack their Limbs; and lick the vital heat; But when the day's fourth hour has drawn the Dews, 'Till the new Ram receives th' exalted Sun: and spews blood mixed with foam from his mouth, and heaves his last groans. Of Bits and Bridles; taught the Steed to bound; calling you into the deep woods: nor did you reject his call. These are the signs they show before dying in the early days. and commit himself to the unknown bridge. From conquer'd Greece, and bring her Trophies home: bending forward to loosen the rein, the red-hot axle turns: Now low, now lifted high, they seem to be carried. but as the plague begins to take its course. Not only Man's Imperial Race; but they and heaps of ice rising seven metres high. His shatter'd Ships on Brazen Pillars ride. Or late to lag behind, with truant pace; Nor day, to Night, luxuriously did joyn; while he loosens the knot of his coils, and the tip of his long tail. The scaly Nations of the Sea profound,⁠806 The fiery Courser, when he hears from far,⁠130 Of windy Cider, and of barmy Beer.⁠585 With Scum that on the molten Silver swims. Distend his Chine, and pamper him for sport. dyed in Tyrian purple may change hands for a higher price. Or the black Poison stain'd the sandy Floor. Often too you’ll set the timid wild ass running. Or to the Plough the sturdy Bullock breeds,⁠85 or repeated banquets harmed these creatures: they graze on leaves and simple grass, for sustenance, their drink is from clear fountains, and rivers racing. under un-fumigated stalls, coiling there in fear of the light, or the snake (a bitter plague on the oxen) is used to sliding along. And treads so light, he scarcely prints the Plains. The milk obtained at dawn or in daylight hours, they press into cheese at night: what they get in the evening, and at sunset they transport in baskets at dawn (when a shepherd. Nor will the vanquish'd Bull his Claim release: and mix with herbs and not un-harmful spells. The Generous Youth, who studious of the Prize, But, ah! writhing its scaly back with erect front. Discolour'd Sickness, anxious Labours come,⁠110 wreak death and destruction more widely in the woods: then the wild boar is savage, and the tigress at her worst: ah it’s dangerous to wander then in Libya’s deserted fields. Well fodder'd in the Stalls, thy tender, Sheep. He finished it in 29 B.C.E. Till the slow creeping Evil eats his way, At no other time does the lioness forget her cubs so, or wander the plain more fiercely, nor does the rumpled bear. E'er the licentious Youth be thus restrain'd,⁠275 Too soon they must not feel the stings of Love. Meanwhile don’t feed their untamed youth only on grass. With Foreign Spoils adorn my native place; Driv'n from his Native Land, to foreign Grounds, or weak offspring repeat the leanness of their sire. Cytheron loudly calls me to my way; Th' extreams of feaverish hope, and chilling Fear; About him, and above, the Billows broke: When their defenceless Limbs, the Brambles tear; Timid deer and swift stags. From Locks uncomb'd, and from the frozen Beard, High Epidaurus urges on my speed,⁠75 as if labouring hard: then let him challenge the wind to race, and, flying over the open ground, as if free of reigns, let him. but suddenly seizes a whole summer’s effort. 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Bucolics, Aeneid, and Georgics Of Vergil. Fire from his Eyes, Clouds from his Nostrils flow: The wholsom Herbage, and the running Flood: To teeming Kine; and their laborious breed.⁠225 and the Nile surging with war, in full flow. P. VERGILIVS MARO (70 – 19 B.C.) Yearly thy Herds in vigour will impair; while the ground’s wet with moisture and rainy southerlies. Hast thou beheld, when from the Goal they start,⁠165 Or who shall be to Sacrifice preferr'd; Or whom thou shalt to turn thy Glebe allow;⁠255 An Hostry now sor Waggons; which before and the woodland glades unoccupied, far and wide. Of able Body, sound of Limb and Wind.⁠120 To his rough Palat, his dry Tongue succeeds; happily bringing them fodder and twigs as food. and the plaintive cicadas trouble the trees with their noise, I’ll order the flocks to drink the running water. Without thee nothing lofty can I sing;⁠70 Must be with sight of Arms and sounds of Trumpets nurst: his weapons, his ‘Spartan’ dogs and ‘Cretan’ quiver: no differently than the brave Roman, with his country’s weapons, when he hurries on his road, under a heavy load, and halts. They couldn’t even shear the fleeces, consumed. The hopes of Poyson, for the foll'wing Year. Guiltless of Arms, and trembling at the Bit. Like Boreas in his Race, when rushing forth, Vain help, with idle Pray'rs from Heav'n demands. He paws the Ground, and on his hanging Ears⁠ I’ll sing of you, great Pales, also, and you Apollo, famed shepherd. Engage their clashing Horns; with dreadful Sound and caves shelter them, and a rock casts a long shadow. But he who desires milk, let him bring clover and lotus. That scarce the dust can raise; or they can feel: But only let colts fatten on coarse mash, when they’re broken in, since before being broken, their spirits will be raised too high, and when caught they’ll balk. 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