The Ruins Of Rome/XXX

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The Ruins Of Rome ~ XXX written by Joachim Du Bellay translated by A. S. Kline

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Les Antiquités de Rome - XXX.

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As the sown field its fresh greenness shows,
From that greenness the green shoot is born,
From the shoot there flowers an ear of corn,
From the ear, yellow grain, sun-ripened glows:

And as, in due season, the farmer mows
The waving locks, from the gold furrow shorn
Lays them in lines, and to the light of dawn
On the bare field, a thousand sheaves he shows:

So the Roman Empire grew by degrees,
Till barbarous power brought it to its knees,
Leaving only these ancient ruins behind,

That all and sundry pillage: as those who glean,
Following step by step, the leavings find,
That after the farmer’s passage may be seen.