comes on the burning summer, now the budsupon the limber vine-shoot 'gin to swell.”THYRSIS“Here is a hearth, and resinous logs, here fireunstinted, and doors black with ceaseless smoke.Here heed we Boreas' icy breath as muchas the wolf heeds the number of the flock,or furious rivers their restraining banks.”CORYDON“The junipers and prickly chestnuts stand,and 'neath each tree lie strewn their several fruits,now the whole world is smiling, but if fair