E'en in mid-harvest, while the jocund swain
Pluck'd from the brittle stalk the golden grain,
Oft have I seen the war of winds contend,
And prone on earth th' infuriate storm descend,
Waste far and wide, and by the roots uptorn,
The heavy harvest sweep through ether borne,
As light straw and rapid stubble fly
In dark'ning whirlwinds round the wintry sky.
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Advance! spare not! nor look behind!
Plough deep and straight with all your powers!
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[Lat., Oculos et vestiga domini, res agro saluberrimas, facilius
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[Lat., Continua messe senescit ager.]
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[Lat., Continua messe senescit ager.]
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