Contra, non ulla est oleis cultura, neque illae procurvam exspectant falcem rastrosque tenacis, cum semel haeserunt arvis aurasque tulerunt; ipsa satis tellus, cum dente recluditur unco, sufficit umorem et gravidas, cum vomere, fruges.
Olives, on the other hand, need no tending; they look not for the crooked knife or gripping mattock, when once they have laid hold of the fields and braved the breeze. Earth of herself, when opened with the hoes curved fang, yields moisture enough for the plants, and teeming fruits, when opened by the plough.
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