Georgics
Virgil
Vergil. The Poems of Vergil. Rhoades, James, translator. London: Oxford University Press, 1921.
- If eager for the prized Olympian palm
- One breed the horse, or bullock strong to plough,
- Be his prime care a shapely dam to choose.
- Of kine grim-faced is goodliest, with coarse head
- And burly neck, whose hanging dewlaps reach
- From chin to knee; of boundless length her flank;
- Large every way she is, large-footed even,
- With incurved horns and shaggy ears beneath.
- Nor let mislike me one with spots of white
- Conspicuous, or that spurns the yoke, whose horn
- At times hath vice in't: liker bull-faced she,
- And tall-limbed wholly, and with tip of tail
- Brushing her footsteps as she walks along.
- The age for Hymen's rites, Lucina's pangs,
- Ere ten years ended, after four begins;
- Their residue of days nor apt to teem,
- Nor strong for ploughing. Meantime, while youth's delight
- Survives within them, loose the males: be first
- To speed thy herds of cattle to their loves,
- Breed stock with stock, and keep the race supplied.
- Ah! life's best hours are ever first to fly
- From hapless mortals; in their place succeed
- Disease and dolorous eld; till travail sore
- And death unpitying sweep them from the scene.
- Still will be some, whose form thou fain wouldst change;
- Renew them still; with yearly choice of young
- Preventing losses, lest too late thou rue.
- Nor steeds crave less selection; but on those
- Thou think'st to rear, the promise of their line,
- From earliest youth thy chiefest pains bestow.
- See from the first yon high-bred colt afield,
- His lofty step, his limbs' elastic tread:
- Dauntless he leads the herd, still first to try
- The threatening flood, or brave the unknown bridge,
- By no vain noise affrighted; lofty-necked,
- With clean-cut head, short belly, and stout back;
- His sprightly breast exuberant with brawn.
- Chestnut and grey are good; the worst-hued white
- And sorrel. Then lo! if arms are clashed afar,
- Bide still he cannot: ears stiffen and limbs quake;
- His nostrils snort and roll out wreaths of fire.
- Dense is his mane, that when uplifted falls
- On his right shoulder; betwixt either loin
- The spine runs double; his earth-dinting hoof
- Rings with the ponderous beat of solid horn.
- Even such a horse was Cyllarus, reined and tamed
- By Pollux of Amyclae; such the pair
- In Grecian song renowned, those steeds of Mars,
- And famed Achilles' team: in such-like form
- Great Saturn's self with mane flung loose on neck
- Sped at his wife's approach, and flying filled
- The heights of Pelion with his piercing neigh.