with foxglove and Egyptian bean-flower mixed,and laughing-eyed acanthus. Of themselves,untended, will the she-goats then bring hometheir udders swollen with milk, while flocks afieldshall of the monstrous lion have no fear.Thy very cradle shall pour forth for theecaressing flowers. The serpent too shall die,die shall the treacherous poison-plant, and farand wide Assyrian spices spring. But soonas thou hast skill to read of heroes' fame,and of thy father's deeds, and inly learnwhat virtue is, the plain by slow degreeswith waving corn-crops shall to golden grow,from the wild briar shall hang the blushing grape,and stubborn oaks sweat honey-dew. Nathlessyet shall there lurk within of ancient wrongsome traces, bidding tempt the deep with ships,gird towns with walls, with furrows cleave the earth.Therewith a second Tiphys shall there be,her hero-freight a second Argo bear;