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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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