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LIB. X. DE CULTU HORTORUM

                          Quin et odoratis messis iam floribus instat, 255
                          iam ver purpureum, iam versicoloribus anni
                          fetibus alma parens pingi sua tempora gaudet.
                          Iam Phrygiae loti gemmantia lumina promunt,
                          et coniventis oculos violaria solvunt;
                          oscitat et leo, et ingenuo confusa rubore 260
                          virgineas adaperta genas rosa praebet honores
                          caelitibus templisque Sabaeum miscet odorem.
                          Nunc vos Pegasidum comites Acheloidas oro
                          Maenaliosque choros Dryadum nymphasque Napaeas,
                          quae colitis nemus Amphrysi, quae Thessala Tempe, 265
                          quae iuga Cyllenes et opaci rura Lycaei
                          antraque Castaliis semper rorantia guttis,
                          et quae Sicanii flores legistis Halaesi,
                          cum Cereris proles vestris intenta choreis
                          aequoris Hennaei vernantia lilia carpsit 270
                          raptaque Lethaei coniunx mox facta tyranni
                          sideribus tristis umbras et Tartara caelo
                          praeposuit Ditemque Iovi letumque saluti
                          et nunc inferno potitur Proserpina regno;
                          vos quoque iam posito luctu maestoque timore 275
                          huc facili gressu teneras advertite plantas
                          tellurisque comas sacris aptate canistris.
                          Hinc nullae insidiae nymphis, non ulla rapina,
                          casta Fides nobis colitur sanctique Penates.
                          Omnia plena iocis, securo plena cachinno, 280
                          plena mero laetisque virent convivia pratis.
                          Nunc ver egelidum, nunc est mollissimus annus,
                          dum Phoebus tener, ac tenera decumbere in herba
                          suadet, et arguto fugientis gramine fontis
                          nec rigidos potare iuvat, nec sole tepentis. 285
                          Iamque Dionaeis redimitur