Note 98 — THE WORKS AND DAYS.
George Chapman translation
Those frosts.] Hesiod is said, in this description, to have imitated Orpheus: as if two poets could not describe the appearances and effects of winter, without copying from each other.
Many and frequent from the clouds of heaven The frosts rush down, on beeches and all trees, Mountains and rocks and men: and every face Is touch’d with sadness. They sore-nipping smite The beasts among the hills: nor any man Can leave his dwelling: quell’d in every limb By galling cold: in all his limbs congeal’d.