Georgics
Virgil
Vergil. The Poems of Vergil. Rhoades, James, translator. London: Oxford University Press, 1921.
- To care of sire the mother's care succeeds.
- When great with young they wander nigh their time,
- Let no man suffer them to drag the yoke
- In heavy wains, nor leap across the way,
- Nor scour the meads, nor swim the rushing flood.
- In lonely lawns they feed them, by the course
- Of brimming streams, where moss is, and the banks
- With grass are greenest, where are sheltering caves,
- And far outstretched the rock-flung shadow lies.
- Round wooded Silarus and the ilex-bowers
- Of green Alburnus swarms a winged pest—
- Its Roman name Asilus, by the Greeks
- Termed Oestros—fierce it is, and harshly hums,
- Driving whole herds in terror through the groves,
- Till heaven is madded by their bellowing din,
- And Tanager's dry bed and forest-banks.
- With this same scourge did Juno wreak of old
- The terrors of her wrath, a plague devised
- Against the heifer sprung from Inachus.
- From this too thou, since in the noontide heats
- 'Tis most persistent, fend thy teeming herds,
- And feed them when the sun is newly risen,
- Or the first stars are ushering in the night.