Falisci glaream malit soli,
Nec pinguis uber Rhaetiae;
Nec flava tantum culta felicis Cypri,
Graiamve dilexit Rhodon:
Quantum suis superbit, & sese suis
Miratur in canalibus.
Circum beatis imperat campis Ceres.
Lateque rura possidet:
Et arva flavo messium fluctu tument,
Motuque culmorum natant.

Hee'l not preferre _Faliscus_ sandy ground,
Nor _Rhaetia_, that doth so abound;
The yellow Tilths of happy _Cyprus_, hee
Ne're lov'd so much, nor _Rhodos_ by:
As in his owne -- in his owne channells hee
Hugging himselfe, doth proudly lye.
Sole Empresse _Ceres_ of the fertile lands
Whose large possessions shee commands:
The fields with yellow waves doe ebbe and flow,
The ripe eares swim, when winds doe blow.

Innube rarus inquinat caelum vapor,
Aut tensa nimbis vellera:
Aut e Boreis bella ventorum plagis,
Raucusque silvarum fragor
Auditur usquam: non protervis insonant
Exercitati Syrtibus,
Euris & Austris contumaces Africi,
Et perduellibus Notis.
Tantum serenus Vesper, & tenerrima
Etesiarum flamina.

No vapour, here, Heavens cleared face doth staine,
No clowdy fleece stretch'd out with raine:
The Northerne blasts are still, and all at peace,
And the hoarse noise o'th' woods doth cease:
The stubborne _Africke_ winds that use to stray
About th'unruly sandy Sea,
Are all hush'd up, and no Alarum sound
To th'other winds, entrenched round;
Onely the Evening faire, a gentle gale
Of winds that each year never faile:

Albique soles, & serena lucidis
Aspirat aura montibus:
Puramque caelo provehunt Horae facem,
Et Phoebus Horarum pater
Peculiari luce colles irrigat,
Pronaque perfundit die.
Ramis tepentes ingruunt Favonii
Jocantis aurae sibilo,
Et temperatis provocant suspiriis,
Leniq; somnum murmure.

The bright Sun darting through th'enlightned Ayre
His beames, doth guild the Moutaines cleare,
The houres drive on heav'ns torch, that shine so bright,
And _Phoebus_ father of the light--
With a peculiar influence bedewes
The Hills all o're, when night ensues.
The warme _Favonian_ winds with whistling gale
Doe merrily the boughs assaile,
And with their temperate breath, and gentle noise,
Sweet pleasing slumbers softly raise.