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With lowly cassias and with rosemary��
Rough tufa and chalk too�察�by black water´worms
Gnawed through and through�察�proclaim no soils beside
So rife with serpent´dainties�察�or that yield
Such winding lairs to lurk in。 That again��
Which vapoury mist and flitting smoke exhales��
Drinks moisture up and casts it forth at will��
Which�察�ever in its own green grass arrayed��
Mars not the metal with salt scurf of rust´
That shall thine elms with merry vines enwreathe��
That teems with olive�察�that shall thy tilth prove kind
To cattle�察�and patient of the curved share。
Such ploughs rich Capua�察�such the coast that skirts
Thy ridge�察�Vesuvius�察�and the Clanian flood��
Acerrae's desolation and her bane。
How each to recognize now hear me tell。
Dost ask if loose or passing firm it be´
Since one for corn hath liking�察�one for wine��
The firmer sort for Ceres�察�none too loose
For thee�察�Lyaeus�拭� with scrutinizing eye
First choose thy ground�察�and bid a pit be sunk
Deep in the solid earth�察�then cast the mould
All back again�察�and stamp the surface smooth。
If it suffice not�察�loose will be the land��
More meet for cattle and for kindly vines��
But if�察�rebellious�察�to its proper bounds
The soil returns not�察�but fills all the trench
And overtops it�察�then the glebe is gross��
Look for stiff ridges and reluctant clods��
And with strong bullocks cleave the fallow crust。
Salt ground again�察�and bitter�察�as 'tis called´
Barren for fruits�察�by tilth untamable��
Nor grape her kind�察�nor apples their good name
Maintaining´ will in this wise yield thee proof��
Stout osier´baskets from the rafter´smoke��
And strainers of the winepress pluck thee down��
Hereinto let that evil land�察�with fresh
Spring´water mixed�察�be trampled to the full��
The moisture�察�mark you�察�will ooze all away��
In big drops issuing through the osier´withes��
But plainly will its taste the secret tell��
And with a harsh twang ruefully distort
The mouths of them that try it。 Rich soil again
We learn on this wise�此�tossed from hand to hand
Yet cracks it never�察�but pitch´like�察�as we hold��
Clings to the fingers。 A land with moisture rife
Breeds lustier herbage�察�and is more than meet
Prolific。 Ah I may never such for me
O'er´fertile prove�察�or make too stout a show
At the first earing� �Heavy land or light
The mute self´witness of its weight betrays。
A glance will serve to warn thee which is black��
Or what the hue of any。 But hard it is
To track the signs of that pernicious cold��
Pines only�察�noxious yews�察�and ivies dark
At times reveal its traces。
All these rules
Regarding�察�let your land�察�ay�察�long before��
Scorch to the quick�察�and into trenches carve
The mighty mountains�察�and their upturned clods
Bare to the north wind�察�ere thou plant therein
The vine's prolific kindred。 Fields whose soil
Is crumbling are the best�此�winds look to that��
And bitter hoar´frosts�察�and the delver's toil
Untiring�察�as he stirs the loosened glebe。
But those�察�whose vigilance no care escapes��
Search for a kindred site�察�where first to rear
A nursery for the trees�察�and eke whereto
Soon to translate them�察�lest the sudden shock
From their new mother the young plants estrange。
Nay�察�even the quarter of the sky they brand
Upon the bark�察�that each may be restored��
As erst it stood�察�here bore the southern heats��
Here turned its shoulder to the northern pole��
So strong is custom formed in early years。
Whether on hill or plain 'tis best to plant
Your vineyard first inquire。 If on some plain
You measure out rich acres�察�then plant thick��
Thick planting makes no niggard of the vine��
But if on rising mound or sloping bill��
Then let the rows have room�察�so none the less
Each line you draw�察�when all the trees are set��
May tally to perfection。 Even as oft
In mighty war�察�whenas the legion's length
Deploys its cohorts�察�and the column stands
In open plain�察�the ranks of battle set��
And far and near with rippling sheen of arms
The wide earth flickers�察�nor yet in grisly strife
Foe grapples foe�察�but dubious 'twixt the hosts
The war´god wavers�察�so let all be ranged
In equal rows symmetric�察�not alone
To feed an idle fancy with the view��
But since not otherwise will earth afford
Vigour to all alike�察�nor yet the boughs
Have power to stretch them into open space。
Shouldst haply of the furrow's depth inquire��
Even to a shallow trench I dare commit
The vine�察�but deeper in the ground is fixed
The tree that props it�察�aesculus in chief��
Which howso far its summit soars toward heaven��
So deep strikes root into the vaults of hell。
It therefore neither storms�察�nor blasts�察�nor showers
Wrench from its bed�察�unshaken it abides��
Sees many a generation�察�many an age
Of men roll onward�察�and survives them all��
Stretching its titan arms and branches far��
Sole central pillar of a world of shade。
Nor toward the sunset let thy vineyards slope��
Nor midst the vines plant hazel�察�neither take
The topmost shoots for cuttings�察�nor from the top
Of the supporting tree your suckers tear��
So deep their love of earth�察�nor wound the plants
With blunted blade�察�nor truncheons intersperse
Of the wild olive�此�for oft from careless swains
A spark hath fallen�察�that�察�'neath the unctuous rind
Hid thief´like first�察�now grips the tough tree´bole��
And mounting to the leaves on high�察�sends forth
A roar to heaven�察�then coursing through the boughs
And airy summits reigns victoriously��
Wraps all the grove in robes of fire�察�and gross
With pitch´black vapour heaves the murky reek
Skyward�察�but chiefly if a storm has swooped
Down on the forest�察�and a driving wind
Rolls up the conflagration。 When 'tis so��
Their root´force fails them�察�nor�察�when lopped away��
Can they recover�察�and from the earth beneath
Spring to like verdure�察�thus alone survives
The bare wild olive with its bitter leaves。
Let none persuade thee�察�howso weighty´wise��
To stir the soil when stiff with Boreas' breath。
Then ice´bound winter locks the fields�察�nor lets
The young plant fix its frozen root to earth。
Best sow your vineyards when in blushing Spring
Comes the white bird long´bodied snakes abhor��
Or on the eve of autumn's earliest frost��
Ere the swift sun´steeds touch the wintry Signs��
While summer is departing。 Spring it is
Blesses the fruit´plantation�察�Spring the groves��
In Spring earth swells and claims the fruitful seed。
Then Aether�察�sire omnipotent�察�leaps down
With quickening showers to his glad wife's embrace��
And�察�might with might commingling�察�rears to life
All germs that teem within her�察�then resound
With songs of birds the greenwood´wildernesses��
And in due time the herds their loves renew��
Then the boon earth yields increase�察�and the fields
Unlock their bosoms to the warm west winds��
Soft moisture spreads o'er all things�察�and the blades
Face the new suns�察�and safely trust them now��
The vine´shoot�察�fearless of the rising south��
Or mighty north winds driving rain from heaven��
Bursts into bud�察�and every leaf unfolds。
Even so�察�methinks�察�when Earth to being sprang��
Dawned the first days�察�and such the course they held��
'Twas Spring´tide then�察�ay�察�Spring�察�the mighty world
Was keeping�此�Eurus spared his wintry blasts��
When first the flocks drank sunlight�察�and a race
Of men like iron from the hard glebe arose��
And wild beasts thronged the woods�察�and stars the heaven。
Nor could frail creatures bear this heavy strain��
Did not so large a respite interpose
'Twixt frost and heat�察�and heaven's relenting arms
Yield earth a welcome。
For the rest�察�whate'er
The sets thou plantest in thy fields�察�thereon
Strew refuse rich�察�and with abundant earth
Take heed to hide them�察�and dig in withal
Rough shells or porous stone�察�for therebetween
Will water trickle and fine vapour creep��
And so the plants their drooping spirits raise。
Aye�察�and there have been�察�who with weight of stone
Or heavy potsherd press them from above��
This serves for shield in pelting showers�察�and this
When the hot dog´star chaps the fields with drought。
The slips once planted�察�yet remains to cleave
The earth about their roots persistently��
And toss the cumbrous hoes�察�or task the soil
With burrowing plough´share�察�and ply up and down
Your labouring bullocks through the vineyard's midst��
Then too smooth reeds and shafts of whittled wand��
And ashen poles and sturdy forks to shape��
Whereby supported they may learn to mount��
Laugh at the gales�察�and through the elm´tops win
From story up to story。
Now while yet
The leaves are in their first fresh infant growth