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