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THE FARM AND FRUIT OF OLD.

BOOK THE FIRST.

hat makes blithe corn, beneath what starry sign
To turn the sod, and wed the elm and vine,
What care of beeves, and how the flock may thrive,
And due acquaintance with the frugal hive, 4
Mæcenas, hence my song. Ye powers sublime,
Who lead through heaven the silent lapse of time,
Great universal lights, thou Liber blest,
And Ceres, nurse of life, by whose bequest
For Chaon mast our earth took wheat benign,
And tinged her Acheloän cups with wine. 10
Ho too, ye Fauns, that love the farming folk,