Georg. 2.136sed neque Mēdōrum, silvae dītissima, terra,
nec pulcher Gangēs atque aurō turbidus Hermus
laudibus Ītaliae certent, nōn Bactra neque Indī
tōtaque tūriferīs Panchāia pinguis harēnīs.But neither the land of the Medes, richest in forests, nor the beautiful Ganges, nor the Hermus muddy with gold, could vie with the praises of Italy, not Bactra nor the Indians, nor all Panchaia, rich in incense-bearing sands. Georg. 2.140Haec loca nōn taurī spīrantēs nāribus ignem
invertere satīs inmānis dentibus hydrī
nec galeīs dēnsīsque virum seges horruit hastīs;This land no bulls breathing fire from their nostrils ever ploughed for the sowing of the monstrous hydra's teeth, nor did a crop of men bristle with helmets and serried spears; Georg. 2.143sed gravidae frūgēs et Bacchī Massicus humor
inplēvēre;but heavy crops and the Massic liquor of Bacchus have filled it; Georg. 2.144tenent oleae armentaque laeta.olives and fat herds possess it. Georg. 2.145Hinc bellātor equus campō sēsē arduus īnfert;From here the warhorse prances proudly onto the plain; Georg. 2.146hinc albī, Clitumne, gregēs et maxima taurus
victima, saepe tuō perfūsī flūmine sacrō,
Rōmānōs ad templa deum dūxēre triumphōs.from here, Clitumnus, your white flocks and the bull, greatest of victims, often bathed in your sacred stream, have led Roman triumphs to the temples of the gods.
Georg. 2.149Hīc vēr adsiduum atque aliēnīs mēnsibus aestās
150bis gravidae pecudēs, bis pōmīs ūtilis arbōs.Here is unceasing spring, and summer in months not its own; twice the cattle bear young, twice the tree yields its fruit. Georg. 2.151At rabidae tigrēs absunt et saeva leōnum
sēmina nec miserōs fallunt aconīta legentīs
nec rapit inmēnsōs orbīs per humum neque tantō
squāmeus in spīram tractū sē colligit anguis.But ravening tigers are absent, and the savage brood of lions, nor does aconite deceive the wretched men who gather it, nor does the scaly snake sweep its huge coils over the ground, or gather itself into a spiral with so long a train. Georg. 2.155Adde tot ēgregiās urbēs operumque labōrem,
tot congesta manū praeruptīs oppida saxīs
flūminaque antīquōs subter lābentia mūrōs.Add so many outstanding cities and the labour of their works, so many towns piled up by hand on sheer rocks, and rivers gliding beneath ancient walls. Georg. 2.158An mare, quod suprā, memorem, quodque adluit īnfrā
anne lacūs tantōs?Or should I tell of the sea that washes it above, and that which washes it below, or of such great lakes?
Georg. 2.159Tē, Lārī māxumē, tēque,
160flūctibus et fremitū adsurgēns Bēnāce marīnō
an memorem portūs Lucrīnōque addita claustra
atque indignātum magnīs strīdōribus aequor
Iūlia quā pontō longē sonat unda refūsō
Tyrrhēnusque fretīs inmittitur aestus Avernīs?You, greatest Larius, and you, Benacus, swelling with the waves and roar of the sea? Or should I tell of the harbours, and the barrier added to the Lucrine, and the sea indignant with great roarings, where the Julian water resounds far off as the sea is thrust back, and the Tyrrhenian tide is let into the straits of Avernus? Georg. 2.165Haec eadem argentī rīvōs aerisque metalla
ostendit vēnīs atque aurō plūrima flūxit.This same land has shown streams of silver and copper ore in its veins, and has flowed abundantly with gold. Georg. 2.167Haec genus ācre virum, Marsōs pūbemque Sabellam
adsuētumque malō Ligurem Volscōsque verūtōs
extulit, haec Deciōs, Mariōs, magnōsque Camillōs,
170Scīpiadās dūrōs bellō et tē, māxumē Caesar,
quī nunc extrēmīs Asiae iam victor in ōrīs
inbellem āvertis Rōmānīs arcibus Indum.This land has brought forth a fierce race of men, the Marsi and the Sabellian youth, the Ligurian inured to hardship, and the Volscian spearmen; she brought forth the Decii, the Marii, and the great Camilli, the Scipios hardened in war, and you, greatest Caesar, who now, already victorious on the farthest shores of Asia, ward off the unwarlike Indian from the citadels of Rome.
Georg. 2.173Salvē, magna parēns frūgum, Sāturnia tellūs,
magna virum;Hail, great mother of crops, land of Saturn, great mother of men; Georg. 2.174tibi rēs antīquae laudis et artem
175ingredior, sānctōs ausus reclūdere fontīs,
Ascraeumque canō Rōmāna per oppida carmen.for you I embark on themes of ancient praise and art, daring to unseal the sacred springs, and I sing the song of Ascra through the towns of Rome.