They turn, each, into a small gnat,
Not a blow-fly, bottle-blue;
Cecidomyia, vulgò, gall-gnat,
Galls both growths and growers too.
So the Farmers, full of trouble,
Help imploring go about,
They are told to burn the stubble;
No way else to stamp it out.
True the Chalcis is reputed,
On the Gall-gnat's grub to feed;