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Richard Hakluyt, The Principal Navigations, Voyages, Traffiques, and Discoveries of the English Nation | 14 | 0 | Browse | Search |
Polybius, Histories | 12 | 0 | Browse | Search |
Xenophon, Cyropaedia (ed. Walter Miller) | 8 | 0 | Browse | Search |
Herodotus, The Histories (ed. A. D. Godley) | 6 | 0 | Browse | Search |
M. Annaeus Lucanus, Pharsalia (ed. Sir Edward Ridley) | 2 | 0 | Browse | Search |
P. Vergilius Maro, Georgics (ed. J. B. Greenough) | 2 | 0 | Browse | Search |
P. Vergilius Maro, Aeneid (ed. Theodore C. Williams) | 2 | 0 | Browse | Search |
E. T. Merrill, Commentary on Catullus (ed. E. T. Merrill) | 2 | 0 | Browse | Search |
Diodorus Siculus, Library | 2 | 0 | Browse | Search |
Apollodorus, Library and Epitome (ed. Sir James George Frazer) | 2 | 0 | Browse | Search |
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But no, not Mede-land with its wealth of woods,
Nor Ganges fair, and Hermus thick with gold,
Can match the praise of Italy; nor Ind,
Nor Bactria, nor Panchaia, one wide tract
Of incense-teeming sand. Here never bulls
With nostrils snorting fire upturned the sod
Sown with the monstrous dragon's teeth, nor crop
Of warriors bristled thick with lance and helm;
But heavy harvests and the Massic juice
Of Bacchus fill its borders, overspread
With fruitful flocks and olives. Hence arose
The war-horse stepping proudly o'er the plain;
Hence thy white flocks, Clitumnus, and the bull,
Of victims mightiest, which full oft have led,
Bathed in thy sacred stream, the triumph-pomp
Of Romans to the temples of the gods.
Here blooms perpetual spring, and summer here
In months that are not summer's; twice teem the flocks;
Twice doth the tree yield service of her fruit.
But ravening tigers come not nigh, nor breed
Of savage lion, nor aconite betrays
Its hapless gatherers, nor with sweep so vast
Doth the sc