With ready dragnet; then with lines of haire
They round the Lake, or Nets more rare.

Hinc alta lucet divitis Pollae domus,
Hinc pinguis Anguilaria:
Trebonianas hinc amica vineas
Vadosa plangunt aequora:
Hinc delicati fundus Aureli nitet,
Lymphae salutaris pater:
Undaque morbos arcet, & vivacibus
Lucem fluentis eluit.

Rich _Polla's_ stately house there shines, and here
Full stored Fish-ponds doe appeare:
The friendly Foords which toward the Sea doe lye
Water _Trebonian_ Vineyards by;
Here neat _Aurelius_ farme looks gay, chiefe Lord
And Master of that healthfull Foord,
Whose water cures diseases, whose quick springs
Doe purge out all infectious things.

At qua superbum fontibus nomen dedit
Suumque Flora marginem,
Vivis perennes decidunt saxis aquae,
Camposque decursu lavant,
Patremque longe Tybrin, & regem sonant,
Romaeque servitum fluunt.
Sincera circum regna naturae nitent;
Et artis immunes loci:
Adhucque virgo sulcus, & montes adhuc
Molleis inexperti manus,
Meramque Bacchus Tethyn, & Bacchum Thetis,
Et pinguis invitat Ceres.

Where _Flora_ makes the banks, and gives the name
To Fountaines, proud of so much fame;
From lively stones perpetuall waters flow,
And wash the fields wheresoe're they goe,
Their father _Tyber_, and their King they found
And flow to _Rome_, with homage bound.
Nature doth purely there advance each part,
Not any place is help'd by Art:
As yet the virgin furrow, th'Hills yet stand
Untouch'd, by any tender hand.
Chast _Tethys_, _Bacchus_ courts, _Thetis_ doth woo
_Bacchus_ againe, and _Ceres_ too.

Hinc ille laetus surgit, & tenacibus
Inserpit ulmis Evius,
Udoque cornu turget, & fluentibus
Crinem racemis impedit.
Non Lesbos illi, non odorati magis
Vineta rident Massici,
Aut quae Falernis educata solibus
Sublucet uvae purpura.

Hence _Evius_ cheerfull rises, and doth twine
With th'Elme, that closely clings toth' Vine,
With's plenteous horne he swells, his locks hang by--
With flowing Clusters tangled lye.
Not _Lesbos_ him, nor the sweet smelling grace,
Of rich _Campania_'s fruitfull race
Delights; the purple Grape not so faire showes,
In the _Falernian_ sun that growes.

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