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id: chapter-001
title: chapter-001
txt: ./txt/chapter-001.txt
cache: ./cache/chapter-001.txt
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summary:
  Sprang from earth''s womb at thy great trident''s stroke, Or as the boundless ocean''s God thou come, Than thy full meed of heaven: be what thou wiltFor neither Tartarus hopes to call thee king, The new-reaped fields to rest, and on the plain Oft, too, ''twill boot to fire the naked fields, Prune with thy hook the dark field''s matted shade, Thou must with heed lay by, if thee await While earth, yet dry, forbids not, and the clouds Thou tax the soil, to corn-ears wholly given, Thou''rt fain to sow, nor scorn to make thy care To turn the runnel''s course, fence corn-fields in, To reap light stubble, and parched fields by night; Oft, too, when wind is toward, the stars thou''lt see He dives beneath the waves, shall yield thee signs; Then all the heavens convulsed in wrath thou''lt seeStorm-clouds and wind together. Heaving the earth up with his curved plough,


id: chapter-002
title: chapter-002
txt: ./txt/chapter-002.txt
cache: ./cache/chapter-002.txt
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summary:
  Thus far the tilth of fields and stars of heaven; The plains and river-windings far and wide, Of the tree-mother, plants them in the trench; And tame with culture the wild fruits, lest earth Now the tree-mother''s towering leaves and boughs To heaven upshot with teeming boughs, the tree Twice doth the tree yield service of her fruit. Shall yield thee store of vines full strong to gush That teems with olive; that shall thy tilth prove kind Bare to the north wind, ere thou plant therein The young plant fix its frozen root to earth. In Spring earth swells and claims the fruitful seed. Then the boon earth yields increase, and the fields The sets thou plantest in thy fields, thereon Soon as the vine her lingering leaves hath shed, Yields moisture for the plants, and heavy fruit, Willows bear twigs enow, the elm-tree leaves,


id: chapter-003
title: chapter-003
txt: ./txt/chapter-003.txt
cache: ./cache/chapter-003.txt
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summary:
  On thy green plain fast by the water-side, Steed-taming Epidaurus, and thy hounds, To speed thy herds of cattle to their loves, Now saps his strength, pen fast at home, and spare A horse young, fiery, swift of foot, they seek; With corn and running water, that his strength To leanness, and when love''s sweet longing first Driving whole herds in terror through the groves, ''Tis most persistent, fend thy teeming herds, But corn-ears with thy hand pluck from the crops. Ay, thus far let him learn to dare, when first Long waves come racing shoreward: fast he flies, Oft their cattle day and night Upon the plain, nor leaves upon the tree: With showers of Spring and rainy south-winds earth Shepherds their whole flock steep in running streams, The pain hath sunk and rages, and their limbs At times groan-laboured: with long sobbing heave His noisome limbs, till, no long tarriance made,


id: chapter-004
title: chapter-004
txt: ./txt/chapter-004.txt
cache: ./cache/chapter-004.txt
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summary:
  Of air-born honey, gift of heaven, I now But let clear springs and moss-green pools be near, Lead forth the young swarms, and, escaped their comb, And let green cassias and far-scented thymes, Work out new wax or clinging honey mould. When heaven brings round the season, thou shalt strain When showers hang like to fall, nor, east winds nigh, Their liberal lives: so deep their love of flowers, Pure draughts of ether; for God permeates allEarth, and wide ocean, and the vault of heavenFrom whom flocks, herds, men, beasts of every kind, Till, like a shower that pours from summer-clouds, "Mother, Cyrene, mother, who hast thy home O! wherefore didst thou bid me hope for heaven? Even Aristaeus, thy heart''s fondest care, Clear water for his hands the sisters bring, Nor light the debt thou payest; ''tis Orpheus'' self, Wrought on thy bees, alas! Thee, Tityrus, ''neath the spreading beech tree''s shade.


