salsa autem tellus et quae perhibetur amara (frugibus infelix ea, nec mansuescit arando nec Baccho genus aut pomis sua nomina servat), tale dabit specimen: tu spisso vimine qualos colaque prelorum fumosis deripe tectis; huc ager ille malus dulcesque a fontibus undae ad plenum calcentur; aqua eluctabitur omnis scilicet et grandes ibunt per vimina guttae; at sapor indicium faciet manifestus, et ora tristia temptantum sensu torquebit amaro.
As for salty land, the kind called bitter (unfruitful it is for crops and mellows not in ploughing; it preserves not for the vine its lineage, or for apples their fame), it will allow this test: pull down from the smoky roof your closewoven wicker baskets and wine strainers: in these let that sorry soil, mixed with fresh spring water, be pressed in to the brim. You will see all the water trickle through and big drops pass between the osiers; but the taste will tell its tale full plainly, and with its bitter flavour will distort the testers soured mouths.
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