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Or e'er the furrow's claim of seed thou quit；
Or haste thee to entrust the whole year's hope
To earth that would not。 Many have begun
Ere Maia's star be setting； these； I trow；
Their looked…for harvest fools with empty ears。
But if the vetch and common kidney…bean
Thou'rt fain to sow； nor scorn to make thy care
Pelusiac lentil； no uncertain sign
Bootes' fall will send thee； then begin；
Pursue thy sowing till half the frosts be done。
Therefore it is the golden sun； his course
Into fixed parts dividing； rules his way
Through the twelve constellations of the world。
Five zones the heavens contain； whereof is one
Aye red with flashing sunlight； fervent aye
From fire； on either side to left and right
Are traced the utmost twain； stiff with blue ice；
And black with scowling storm…clouds； and betwixt
These and the midmost； other twain there lie；
By the Gods' grace to heart…sick mortals given；
And a path cleft between them； where might wheel
On sloping plane the system of the Signs。
And as toward Scythia and Rhipaean heights
The world mounts upward； likewise sinks it down
Toward Libya and the south； this pole of ours
Still towering high； that other； 'neath their feet；
By dark Styx frowned on； and the abysmal shades。
Here glides the huge Snake forth with sinuous coils
'Twixt the two Bears and round them river…wise…
The Bears that fear 'neath Ocean's brim to dip。
There either； say they； reigns the eternal hush
Of night that knows no seasons； her black pall
Thick…mantling fold on fold； or thitherward
From us returning Dawn brings back the day；
And when the first breath of his panting steeds
On us the Orient flings； that hour with them
Red Vesper 'gins to trim his his 'lated fires。
Hence under doubtful skies forebode we can
The coming tempests； hence both harvest…day
And seed…time； when to smite the treacherous main
With driving oars； when launch the fair…rigged fleet；
Or in ripe hour to fell the forest…pine。
Hence； too； not idly do we watch the stars…
Their rising and their setting…and the year；
Four varying seasons to one law conformed。
If chilly showers e'er shut the farmer's door；
Much that had soon with sunshine cried for haste；
He may forestall； the ploughman batters keen
His blunted share's hard tooth； scoops from a tree
His troughs； or on the cattle stamps a brand；
Or numbers on the corn…heaps； some make sharp
The stakes and two…pronged forks； and willow…bands
Amerian for the bending vine prepare。
Now let the pliant basket plaited be
Of bramble…twigs； now set your corn to parch
Before the fire； now bruise it with the stone。
Nay even on holy days some tasks to ply
Is right and lawful： this no ban forbids；
To turn the runnel's course； fence corn…fields in；
Make springes for the birds； burn up the briars；
And plunge in wholesome stream the bleating flock。
Oft too with oil or apples plenty…cheap
The creeping ass's ribs his driver packs；
And home from town returning brings instead
A dented mill…stone or black lump of pitch。
The moon herself in various rank assigns
The days for labour lucky： fly the fifth；
Then sprang pale Orcus and the Eumenides；
Earth then in awful labour brought to light
Coeus； Iapetus； and Typhoeus fell；
And those sworn brethren banded to break down
The gates of heaven； thrice； sooth to say； they strove
Ossa on Pelion's top to heave and heap；
Aye； and on Ossa to up…roll amain
Leafy Olympus； thrice with thunderbolt
Their mountain…stair the Sire asunder smote。
Seventh after tenth is lucky both to set
The vine in earth； and take and tame the steer；
And fix the leashes to the warp； the ninth
To runagates is kinder； cross to thieves。
Many the tasks that lightlier lend themselves
In chilly night； or when the sun is young；
And Dawn bedews the world。 By night 'tis best
To reap light stubble； and parched fields by night；
For nights the suppling moisture never fails。
And one will sit the long late watches out
By winter fire…light； shaping with keen blade
The torches to a point； his wife the while；
Her tedious labour soothing with a song；
Speeds the shrill comb along the warp； or else
With Vulcan's aid boils the sweet must…juice down；
And skims with leaves the quivering cauldron's wave。
But ruddy Ceres in mid heat is mown；
And in mid heat the parched ears are bruised
Upon the floor； to plough strip； strip to sow；
Winter's the lazy time for husbandmen。
In the cold season farmers wont to taste
The increase of their toil； and yield themselves
To mutual interchange of festal cheer。
Boon winter bids them； and unbinds their cares；
As laden keels； when now the port they touch；
And happy sailors crown the sterns with flowers。
Nathless then also time it is to strip
Acorns from oaks； and berries from the bay；
Olives； and bleeding myrtles； then to set
Snares for the crane； and meshes for the stag；
And hunt the long…eared hares； then pierce the doe
With whirl of hempen…thonged Balearic sling；
While snow lies deep； and streams are drifting ice。
What need to tell of autumn's storms and stars；
And wherefore men must watch； when now the day
Grows shorter； and more soft the summer's heat？
When Spring the rain…bringer comes rushing down；
Or when the beards of harvest on the plain
Bristle already； and the milky corn
On its green stalk is swelling？ Many a time；
When now the farmer to his yellow fields
The reaping…hind came bringing； even in act
To lop the brittle barley stems； have I
Seen all the windy legions clash in war
Together； as to rend up far and wide
The heavy corn…crop from its lowest roots；
And toss it skyward： so might winter's flaw；
Dark…eddying； whirl light stalks and flying straws。
Oft too comes looming vast along the sky
A march of waters； mustering from above；
The clouds roll up the tempest； heaped and grim
With angry showers： down falls the height of heaven；
And with a great rain floods the smiling crops；
The oxen's labour： now the dikes fill fast；
And the void river…beds swell thunderously；
And all the panting firths of Ocean boil。
The Sire himself in midnight of the clouds
Wields with red hand the levin； through all her bulk
Earth at the hurly quakes； the beasts are fled；
And mortal hearts of every kindred sunk
In cowering terror； he with flaming brand
Athos； or Rhodope； or Ceraunian crags
Precipitates： then doubly raves the South
With shower on blinding shower； and woods and coasts
Wail fitfully beneath the mighty blast。
This fearing； mark the months and Signs of heaven；
Whither retires him Saturn's icy star；
And through what heavenly cycles wandereth
The glowing orb Cyllenian。 Before all
Worship the G