Most in the tender vegetable breed: 270
Then chiefly when the summer’s beams inflame
The brazen heavens; or angry Syrius sheds
A feverish taint thro’ the still gulph of air.
The moist cool viands then, and flowing cup
From the fresh dairy-virgin’s liberal hand, 275
Will save your head from harm, tho’ round the world
The dreaded Causos[3] roll his wasteful fires.
Pale humid Winter loves the generous board.
The meal more copious, and a warmer fare;