Georg. 1.287Multa adeō gelidā melius sē nocte dedēre,
aut cum sōle novō terrās inrōrat Eōus.Many tasks, indeed, lend themselves better to the cool night, or when the Morning Star bedews the earth at the new sun. Georg. 1.289Nocte levēs melius stipulae, nocte ārida prāta
290tondentur, noctēs lentus nōn dēficit humor.At night light stubble, at night dry meadows are better mown; at night the clinging moisture does not fail. Georg. 1.291Et quīdam sērōs hībernī ad lūminis ignīs
pervigilat ferrōque facēs īnspicat acūtō;And one man keeps vigil late by the fire of a winter lamp, and points torches with a sharp knife; Georg. 1.293intereā longum cantū sōlāta labōrem
argūtō coniūnx percurrit pectine tēlās,
295aut dulcis mustī Volcānō dēcoquit hūmōrem
et foliīs undam trepidī dēspūmat aēnī.meanwhile his wife, soothing her long labour with song, runs through the web with the shrill comb, or boils down the liquid of sweet must over Vulcan's fire and skims with leaves the wave of the trembling cauldron. Georg. 1.297At rubicunda Cerēs mediō succīditur aestū
et mediō tostās aestū terit ārea frūgēs.But ruddy Ceres is cut down in the midst of the heat, and in the midst of the heat the floor threshes the parched grain.
Georg. 1.299Nūdus arā, sere nūdus;Plough stripped, sow stripped; Georg. 1.299hiems ignāva colōnō.winter is idle for the farmer. Georg. 1.300Frīgoribus partō agricolae plērumque fruuntur
mūtuaque inter sē laetī convīvia cūrant.In the cold, farmers mostly enjoy what they have gained, and gladly give feasts to one another in turn. Georg. 1.302Invītat geniālis hiems cūrāsque resolvit,
ceu pressae cum iam portum tetigēre carīnae,
puppibus et laetī nautae inposuēre corōnās.Festive winter invites them and dispels their cares, as when laden keels have at last reached port and the joyful sailors have set garlands on the sterns. Georg. 1.305Sed tamen et quernās glandēs tum stringere tempus
et laurī bācās oleamque cruentaque myrta,
tum gruibus pedicās et rētia pōnere cervīs
aurītōsque sequī leporēs, tum fīgere dammās,
stuppea torquentem Baleāris verbera fundae,
310cum nix alta iacet, glaciem cum flūmina trūdunt.But even so it is then time to strip the acorns of the oak and laurel berries and olives and blood-red myrtle, then to set snares for cranes and nets for stags and to chase the long-eared hares, then to shoot down the does, whirling the hempen thongs of the Balearic sling, when the snow lies deep, when the rivers push the ice along.