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ECLOGUES

THE us.
with
Corydon
still
Corydon
forthIs
time
that
From
vain.
in
victory
stroveFor
Thyrsis
how
and
remember,
I
bow."MELIBOEUSThese
should
garden-pine
and
forest-ash,
theeBoth
to
Lycidas,
fair
me,
to
come
oftThou'ldst
more
if
but
mountain-height;
the
on
stream,Fir
the
by
poplar
garden,
the
in
beautiful,Pine
most
is
forest
the
in
out-vie."THYRSIS"Ash
shall
hazel
the
bay
nor
loves,Myrtle
she
while
and
love,
hazels
doth
therewithalPhyllis
myrtle:
the
fair
Venus
bays,And
own
his
Phoebus
Iacchus,
vine
dear,The
most
hold
Alcides
doth
poplar
rain."CORYDON"The
fertilizing
of
floods
in
JupiterDescend
and
grove,
the
all
be
will
come,Green
Phyllis
my
should
o'er-shadowing:
vine's
hillsHis
the
grudged
hath
Liber
air;
faint
the
deathIn
to
thirst
grass-blades
the
parched,
is
field
dry."THYRSIS"The
run
see
;
would
you
rivers
the
away,Even
should
hill-slopes
these
from
fairAlexis
if
but
smiling,
is
world
whole
the
fruits,Now
several
their
strewn
lie
tree
each
'neath
stand,And
chestnuts
prickly
and
junipers
banks."CORYDON"The
restraining
their
rivers
furious
flock,Or
the
of
number
the
heeds
wolf
the
muchAs
as
breath
icy
Boreas'
we
heed
smoke.Here
ceaseless
with
black
doors
and
fireUnstinted,
here
logs,
resinous
and
hearth,
a
is
swell."THYRSIS"Here
to
'gin
vine-shoot
limber
the
budsUpon
the
now
summer,
burning
the
on
nowComes
for
flock,
my
from
solstice
the
off
you,Ward
sheltering
shade
thin
with
green
arbute
sleep,And
than
soft
more
grass
and
springs,
mossy
go!"CORYDON"Ye
grazing
your
from
cattle,
my
home,
shame!Go
for
Fie
out-lasted!
year
a
not
to-dayHath
if
sea-weed,
strewn
than
worthless
broom,More
the
than
rougher
Sardinian,
herb
tasteThan
your
to
bitter
more
seem
I
may
come."THYRSIS"Now
carest,
thou
Corydon
for
aught
repair,If
stalls
the
to
pasture
their
from
steersShall
the
as
soon
pale,
ivy
than
swans,Fairer
than
white
more
Hybla-thyme,
than
mine,Sweeter
Galatea
Nereus,
of
gold."CORYDON"Daughter
in
there
filled,stand
be
time
lambing
flockAt
the
if
marble,
in
while
a
for
plot.Wrought
man's
poor
a
of
guardian
the
art
claim;Thou
to
thee
for
enough
is
it
cakes,Yearly,
these
and
Priapus,
milk,
of
bowl
stand."THYRSIS"A
statue
thy
shall
buskin,
purple
ankle-boundWith
marble,
polished
in
hold,Full-length
but
luck
his
if
offers:
Micon
stag,Young
sprightly
a
of
antlers
branching
thee,With
to
Maid,
Delian
head,
boar's
bristling
bard."CORYDON"This
coming
the
blight
omen
evil
tongueWith
his
lest
foxglove,
with
brow
my
bind
due,Then
my
beyond
praise
he
if
envy:
burstWith
Codrus
that
so
poet,
budding
ivy-sprayYour
with
wreathe
shepherds,
hang."THYRSIS"Arcadian
silent
shall
pine
sacred
this
on
pipeHere
tuneful
my
attain,
all
not
may
thisWe
to
if
or
he-
Apollo
to
sing-Next
to
so
Codrus,
my
doth
as
me,
delight,Grant
heart's
my
are
who
Nymphs,
reply.CORYDON"Libethrian
in
Thyrsis
then
Corydon,
recall-First
to
minded
were
then
Muses
strainsThe
alternate
for
alternate-
strains
voiceIn
answering
voice
sing,
to
began
they
sport.So
their
upon
wait
business
my
let
Howsoe'er,I
Thyrsis.
and
Corydon
singing-bout'Twixt
a
was
matter
slight
no
lambs,And
new-weaned
my
shelter
to
I,
homeHad
at
left
Alcippe
or
Phyllis
do?No
to
I
was
What
swarming."
are
bees
humThe
busy
with
oak
sacred
yon
from
banks,And
verdant
his
rimmed
rushes
tender
hathWith
Mincius
Here
drink.
to
come
will,Untended
free
own
their
of
meadows,
the
through
steersWill
the
Hither
shade.
the
beneath
here
spare,Rest
to
hour
idle
an
have
you
if
safe;And,
are
kids
and
goat
Meliboeus!
cried,"O
he
haste,"
"Hither
me,
saw
he
as
espy!Soon
I
Daphnis
when
flock;
the
of
himself,Lord
he-goat
the
myrtles,
tender
fendMy
I
frost
the
from
while
strayed,
had
reply.Hither
strain
like
in
and
sing,
to
both,Ready
Arcadians
age,
of
flower
the
in
milk-Both
with
swollen
she-goats
the
Corydon
sheep,And
the
Thyrsis
flock,
the
in
gathered
CorydonHad
and
Thyrsis
down;
him
sat
ilex-treeHad
rustling
a
beneath
Daphnis fold.
the
in
them
pen
and
sheep,
of
tale
tellTheir
shepherds
the
bade
advancing,
approach,Vesper,
his
at
loth
Olympus,
from
sang;Till
Silenus
learn,
laurels
his
bade
lyre,And
the
upon
mused
Apollo
as
stream,Heard,
happy
Eurotas,
old,
of
that,
home?All
ancient
her
o'er
anguish
in
wingsHovered
what
with
desert,
the
sought
she
swift
given;How
were
Philomel
by
him
to
gifts,
feast,What
a
what
Tereus-
of
limbs
changed
the
toldOf
he
how
or
mariners?
trembling
toreThe
sea-dogs
her
with
whirlpool,
deepSwift-eddying
the
in
and,
ships,
Dulichian
the
girtVexed
monsters
barking
with
loins
white
fair
said,Her
'tis
who,
Nisus,
of
child
Scylla,
speakOf
Wherefore
him."
boast
may
more
besideApollo
grove
no
of
that
thee,
by
voiced
groveBe
Grynean
the
of
birth
the
these
heights.With
mountain
the
from
ash-trees
drawTime-rooted
to
wont
was
he
singing
in
given,Wherewith
Ascra
of
bard
aged
the
to
thou,Erst
them
take
thee,
give
Muses
the
reeds
spake:"These
parsley,
bitter
and
flowers
with
divine,Brow-bound
songs
of
singer
Linus,
shepherd
howThe
him;
greet
to
rose
Phoebus
of
choir
allThe
how
and
mountains,
Aonian
the
ledTo
Muses
the
of
sister
a
by
stream,And
Permessus'
by
wandering
Gallus
singsOf
he
Next
poplars.
into
groundUp-towering
the
from
sisters,
fair
Phaethon's
formsOf
the
round
rings
bark
bitter
moss-bound,
thenWith
and
Hesperids,
the
of
apples
the
wonder-struckWith
so
maid
the
of
he
sings
stalls.Then
Gortynian
the
to
guide
may
kine
lured,Some
pasture
green
by
or
herd,
the
belikeFollowing
him
foot-prints:
wandering
bull's
white
eyesThe
mine
upon
chance
may
there
haply
forest-glades,If
the
close
Dicte,
of
Nymphs
Nymphs,Ye
ye
close,
Now
herd.
crowding
the
tracksAmid
heifer
some
or
herbage,
pale
the
nowChews
ilex
dark
some
under
sideReposing,
snowy
his
he,
hyacinths
soft
on
hills,While
the
now
roamest
thou
maid!
ill-starred
plough.O
galling
the
feared
had
neck
her
for
horns,And
for
sought
had
she
forehead
smooth
her
timeOn
a
many
though
mate,
to
beast
a
with
fainAs
was
e'er
union
unhallowed
such
themOf
of
one
no
yet
lowings,
feigned
their
fieldsWith
the
filled
Proetus
of
too
daughters
soulThe
thy
caught
frenzy
what
maid,
ill-starred
been!-O
never
had
cattle-kind
if
bull-Happy
white
her
of
love
the
with
soothedPasiphae
Hylas!
"Hylas,
Re-echoed
shore"Then
the
till
Hylas
on
cried
mariners
leftThe
comrades
his
by
fountain
what
to
withalNigh
told
and
birds,
Caucasian
the
theft,And
Prometheus'
of
and
reign,
Saturn's
cast,Of
Pyrrha
by
stones
the
of
he
sang
not.Then
them
knew
that
hills
the
among
roamScattered
to
things
living
and
rise,
to
first
woods'Gan
the
time
what
higher,
soared
clouds
the
as
showersFall,
the
and
shining,
sun
new
the
amazedBeheld
earth
the
how
and
little;
by
thingsLittle
of
forms
the
mould
and
off,
Nereus
deepShut
the
in
and
harden,
to
crust
its
'gan
shape,Then
solid
took
itself
world
young
the
grew,And
beginnings
these
from
is
that
all
fire,How
liquid
of
and
ocean,
air,
earth,
drivenOf
were
seeds
the
void
mighty
the
through
sangHow
he
for
Ismarus:
or
Rhodope
heightsOf
the
entrance
so
Orpheus
nor
ravish,
cragSo
Parnassian
rude
the
doth
Phoebus
bow.Not
summits
branchy
their
oaks
stubborn
time,And
the
beat
frolic
sportive
in
Fauns
wood,With
the
of
things
wild
the
see
you
might
began.Then
-forthwith
her"
for
meed
you,Another
for
songs
for-
wish
you
songs
the
list
power;Now
the
had
you
think
to
you
for
boys;Enough
me,
loose
fetters?
the
tie
"Why
crying,
guile,And
their
at
Laughing
temples.
and
brow
o'er,Both
him
smeared
mulberries
blood-red
of
juice
lay,With
he
eyes
open
with
now
as
and,
boys,Came,
half-frightened
the
to
up
came
Naiad-band,Aegle
the
of
fairest
Aegle,
fast.Then
him
bind
they
turned,
fetters
to
song-Garlands
hoped-for
long
a
of
both
them
balked
timeHad
a
many
man
old
the
for
cup.Approaching-
ponderous
a
hung
handle
worn
its
thereBy
and
lay,
garlands
the
head,
his
from
aloof,Slipped
far
Not
yesterday.
of
wine
wont,With
his
was
as
flushed,
sleeping,
seeSilenus
to
chanced
Mnasyllos
and
Chromis
caveYoung
a
Within
Maids!
Pierian
ye,
stands.Speed
Varus
of
name
the
writ,
foremost
pageWhere,
the
than
Phoebus,
to
dear
more
page
beA
there
can
nor
ring;
woodland
the
all
tamarisksAnd
our
shall
Varus,
O
thee,
read,Of
should
eyes
ravished
with
one
but
if
thisIf,
even
yet
me;
vouchsafed
as
but
sing
lay.I
silvan
my
reed
oaten
slim
the
tuneTo
rather
will
wars-
dolorous
of
treat
deeds,And
thy
laud
would
who
not
will
there
lack
I-For
Varus,
Now,
song."
slender
a
sing
sheep,But
fat
feed
to
shepherd-wight
a
"Tityrus,Beseems
me:
warned
and
ear
mine
at
godPlucked
Cynthian
the
kings,
of
and
battles
tellOf
to
sought
I
When
her.
house
to
woods
withinThe
blushed
nor
strains,
Syracusan
moodTo
sportive
in
stooped
Thalia
my
First fair!
fashioned
Menalcas,
knots,
equal
see,And
you
brass,
with
obtain-
to
not
loved,Prevailed
be
to
worthy
then
begged,Antigenes,
he
hard
howso
which,
crook,
shepherd's
youThis
take
Meliboeus?"MOPSUSBut
flock?-
the
owns
beside,"Who
this
and
ay,
Alexis,"
fair
firedFor
was
love
with
"Corydon
me
taught
give,Which
I
you
to
hemlock-stalk
frail
this
beds.MENALCASFirst
bouldered
their
adown
race
that
streams
beach,Nor
wave-smitten
nor
me,
delights
much
waySo
its
on
south-wind
whispering
the
not
rare?For
so
song
a
for
thee
repay
how
claim."MOPSUSHow,
quittance
shalt
them,
like
thereof,
thou
make;And
shall
vows
yearly
his
swain
the
thee
soTo
Ceres,
to
and
Bacchus
to
as
endure.Even
shall
honour,
thine
praise,
thy
name,
dew,Thy
on
feed
crickets
and
thyme
on
bees
streams,While
the
fish
and
mountain-heights,
the
love
boarShall
wild
the
as
Long
hallow.
we
fields
ritesThe
lustral
with
when
and
vows,
yearly
NymphsOur
the
pay
we
when
both
never,
lack
thou
due,Shalt
service
thy
This,
Satyrs.
dancing
danceThe
in
emulate
Alphesiboeus
sing,And
Damoetas
and
Aegon
Lyctian
behestShall
my
at
Therewithal
nectar.
pourSweet
will
grape
Ariusian
of
flasks
hour,From
festal
the
glad
to
harvest-time,
shadeAt
the
in
or
hearth,
the
before
cold,
all,If
above
bounty
wine-god's
the
of
set;And
will
bowls,
two
olive-oil
rich
of
afoam,And
milk
fresh
of
yearly
beakers
theeTwo
for
I
and
build;
we
sacrifice,
twainFor
Phoebus
to
and
Daphnis,
thee,
to
four,Twain
altars
Lo!
own.
thine
to
kind,Propitious
thou
"Be
Menalcas
he,
is
god
god,A
'A
sing,
and
shout
thickets,
very
rocks,The
very
the
ay,
gladness;
of
up-tossVoices
stars
the
to
mountains
unshorn
peace.The
loveth
Daphnis
kind
stag:
the
nets
flock,Nor
the
assails
wile
treacherous
with
wolf
joy;Nor
eager
with
thrill
Dryad-maidens,
shepherd-folk,And
Pan,
fields,
and
woods
the
stars.Wherefore
and
clouds
the
feet
his
beneath
sees
gate,And
Olympus'
before
rapt
stands
eyesDaphnis
unaccustomed
with
sheen
dazzling
praised.MENALCAS"In
singing
your
me
to
Stimichon
timeHath
a
many
and
sung,
be
to
worthy
himselfWas
boy
the
deem?
I
could
dearer
boonWhat
a
such
loved.MOPSUSThan
Daphnis
too
me
extol,For
stars
the
to
Daphnis
Daphnis-
upliftThy
stars
the
to
and
song,
a
thee
may,Sing
I
best
as
turn,
in
too,
I,
will
him.Yet
to
but
second
master,
thy
with
boy,Ranked
happy
thrice
thou,
art
voice
thy
with
alone,But
reeds
the
on
Nor
heat.
summer's
rillIn
sweet-bubbling
some
from
thirst
slake
to
limbs,Or
weary
to
grass
the
on
slumber
divine,As
poet
me,
to
song
thy
is
they.'"MENALCASSo
than
fair
more
myself
flock,
fair
a
onceOf
guardian
exalted,
stars
the
to
fameAm
in
hence
from
woods,
the
in
Daphnis
verse:'I,
this
thereon
write
and
tomb,
a
rear
done-And
be
bids
memory
his
to
Daphnis
veil-So
shady
a
draw
fountains
the
o'er
leaves,And
with
ground
the
strew
shepherds,
ye
O
heads.Now,
their
uprear
thorn
prickly
and
brightThistle
narcissus
and
violet
tender
spring;For
darnel
barren
and
oats
wild
but
sowed,There
we
oft
so
barley-grain
plump
the
lone.Where
country
the
left
Apollo,
even
self,And
Pales'
then
hence,
thee
took
Fates
the
thou.When
art
own
thine
of
glory
one
the
corn,So
the
fields
fruitful
to
herd,
the
to
grape,Bulls
the
vines
to
as
glory,
of
crown
vineIs
the
trees
to
As
spear-wands.
bending
wreatheThe
foliage
tender
with
and
revellers,
pompOf
the
on
lead
tigresses,
carArmenian
Bacchus'
to
yoke
bad'st
thou
'twas
death.Daphnis,
thy
for
mourning
lions
Afric
roarOf
the
voiced
then
woods
and
rocks
wild
the
touch.Nay,
grass-blade
the
would
or
river,
the
of
beastDrank
no
then
oxen,
pastured
the
drove
noneThat
were
streams
cooling
the
to
Daphnis,
plaint.Then,
her
poured
unpitying,
stars
and
gods
bare,To
she
son
the
of
body
hapless
armsThe
her
in
clasping
mother,
his
she,
streams-When
ye
and
witness,
them
bear
hazels,
Nymphs-Ye
the
all
wept
slain
cruelly
Daphnis
come.MOPSUS"For
we
cave
the
to
for
awhile,
hold
you.But
to
yields
Amyntas
mind,
my
to
bright,So,
rose-buds
to
nard
Celtic
lowly
yields,As
olive
pale
to
willow
limber
can.MENALCASAs
he
if
them
match
Amyntas
you
afterwardBid
then
notes;
the
down
marking
turns,And
by
playing
rind,
beech-tree's
green
a
carvedOn
I
late
what
essay
will
I
then,
kids.MOPSUSNay,
grazing
the
o'er
watches
Tityrus
begin,While
Come,
Codrus.
at
taunts
fling
to
praise,Or
Alcon's
or
loves,
her
and
Phyllis
aughtOf
sing
to
minded
whether
Mopsus,
begin,Good
first
you
Phoebus?MENALCASDo
out-sing
striveTo
also
he
if
you.MOPSUSWhat
with
vie
oursCan
of
hills
these
on
Amyntas
but
over-laced!MENALCASNone
clusters
vine's
wild
the
with
caveIs
the
how
you
Look
shelter.
cave's
the
breeze,Or
changeful
the
to
quivers
that
shade
seekYon
we
now
whether
Menalcas,
choice,
bideYour
to
me
for
'tis
elder,
the
are
blend?MOPSUSYou
hazels
the
and
elm-trees
the
where
downHere
sit
not
we
do
ditties,
sing
to
reeds,I
slender
the
upon
breathe
to
skilled
met,You
together
both
being
Mopsus,
MENALCASWhy, bed.
or
board
their
of
worthy
not
deem
smiled,Gods
not
have
parents
his
whom
on
him,
begin!For
baby-boy,
O
bore:
she
thee
wearinessFor
of
months
ten
baby-boy!
smile,O
a
with
mother
thy
greet
to
retire.Begin
field
the
from
and
foiled,
him
own
himselfShould
Pan
great
judge
for
Arcady
contest,With
claim
my
judge,
for
Arcady
Pan,With
though
Nay,
Apollo.
fair
Linus
Calliope,And
Orpheus
aid-
should
sire
thatHis
and
this,
mother
his
though
Linus,
then,Nor
me
out-sing
should
Orpheus
Thracian
deeds,Nor
thy
rehearse
to
me
suffice
breath
given,And
be
me
to
days
of
length
such
might
time!Ah!
coming
the
of
enraptured
see,
profound,All,
vault
the
and
ocean,
wide
and
might,Earth,
orbed
world's
the
totters-
it
how
Jove!See
of
progeny
great
gods,
of
child
nigh,Dear
draws
time
the
for
greatness,
thy
decree.Assume
unalterable
Destiny's
FatesBy
consenting
the
spindles
their
to
run,"Sang
ye
as
ye,
weave
ages
such
still,
lambs."Such
the
graze
scarlet
natural
in
clothed
shine.While
to
fleece
his
teach
saffron,
yellow
tintOf
with
now
purple,
of
flush
soft
with
himself,Now
ram
the
shall
meadows
the
in
lie;But
to
learn
colours
varying
with
wool
steer,Nor
from
yoke
loose
shall
ploughman
sturdy
hook;The
the
vine
nor
grip,
harrow's
the
feel
moreShall
no
glebe
the
alike:
bear
things
all
landShall
every
but
sea,
the
on
traffic
barkPly
pine-tree
nor
sail,
mariner
shall
more
man,No
thee
made
have
years
mellowing
the
when
sent.Then,
be
Troy
some
to
Achilles
great
againSome
once
and
arise,
shall
too
wars
bear;New
Argo
second
a
hero-freight
be,Her
there
shall
Tiphys
second
a
earth.Therewith
the
cleave
furrows
with
walls,
with
towns
ships,Gird
with
deep
the
tempt
bidding
traces,
wrongSome
ancient
of
within
lurk
there
shall
NathlessYet
honey-dew.
sweat
oaks
stubborn
grape,And
blushing
the
hang
shall
briar
wild
the
grow,From
golden
to
shall
corn-crops
waving
degreesWith
slow
by
plain
the
is,
virtue
learnWhat
inly
and
deeds,
father's
thy
of
fame,And
heroes'
of
read
to
skill
hast
thou
soonAs
But
spring.
spices
Assyrian
wide
farAnd
and
poison-plant,
treacherous
the
shall
die,Die
shall
too
serpent
The
flowers.
theeCaressing
for
forth
pour
shall
cradle
very
fear.Thy
no
have
lion
monstrous
the
of
afieldShall
flocks
while
milk,
with
swollen
udders
homeTheir
bring
then
she-goats
the
will
themselves,Untended,
Of
acanthus.
laughing-eyed
mixed,And
bean-flower
Egyptian
and
foxglove
ivy-sprayWith
gadding
the
gifts,
childish
forthHer
freely
pour
untilled,
earth,
the
shall
boy,First
O
thee,
For
peace.
at
world
a
o'er
worthReign
father's
his
with
and
them,
of
seen
himselfBe
and
commingling,
gods
with
seeHeroes
and
gods,
of
life
the
receive
shall
fear.He
never-ceasing
from
earth
the
free
away,Shall
done
once
wickedness,
old
our
remainOf
tracks
whatso
guidance,
thy
march.Under
mighty
their
on
enter
months
the
begin,And
shall
Pollio,
O
age,
glorious
consulate,This
thy
in
And
reigns.
ownApollo
thine
'tis
Lucina;
chaste
him,
arise,Befriend
race
golden
the
cease,
shall
iron
whomThe
in
birth
boy's
the
at
thou,
do
heaven.Only
from
down
sent
men
of
breed
new
a
reign,With
Saturn's
old
returns
returns,
anew:Justice
begins
centuries
circling
rollOf
majestic
the
and
gone,
and
come
sungHas
Sibyl
Cumae's
by
age
last
the
be.Now
them
let
Consul
a
of
worthy
woods,Woods
we
sing
tamarisk:
lowly
or
loveCoppice
men
all
Not
task!
loftier
somewhat
nowA
we
essay
Sicily,
of
Muses fill.
their
drunk
have
fields
the
for
sluices,
offThe
shut
boys,
Now,
bitterness.
its
taste
love,Or
of
sweets
the
fear
either
who
all
he,With
does
so
heifer,
the
deserve
well
decide:You
to
rivals
such
betwixt
mine
own."PALAEMONNot
your
for
Phyllis
fair
have
shall
you
writ,And
petals
their
upon
kings
of
names
bearThe
as
flowers
such
grow
country
what
in
view."MENALCAS"Say
to
ells
three
than
wider
no
heavenOpens
of
breadth
whole
the
Apollo-
great
withalMy
be
shall
you
and
clime-
what
in
bewitched."DAMOETAS"Say
hath
lambkins
my
eye
evil
togetherSome
bones
their
keep
to
flesh
the
have
cause-Scarce
the
love
even
is
nor
truly-
both."MENALCAS"These
us
wastes
that
love
self-same
the
is
herd!It
for
and
herdsman
for
alack!
vetch!Alack!
fattening
the
amid
bull
my
lean
wring."DAMOETAS"How
we
shall
udders
dried-up
the
milk,Vainly
the
with
us
forestall
did,
it
late
heat,As
the
if
together;
sheep
your
get
pool."MENALCAS"Boys,
the
in
them
wash
and
all,
them
take
serve,Will
shall
time
when
I,
river!
the
near
thereSo
grazing
Tityrus,
she-goats,
the
with
fleece!"DAMOETAS"Back
dripping
his
dries
see,
himself,
ram
nowThe
even
to;
trust
to
ill
is
bank
brink;Yon
the
near
too
tread
to
sheep,
my
grass."MENALCAS"Forbear,
the
in
lurking
adder
cold
a
gone!There's
you
get
boys,
hence,
fly
ground,
the
near
growSo
that
strawberries
and
flowers
picking
milk."DAMOETAS"You,
he-goats
and
car,
his
to
foxes
therewithalYoke
and
ay,
Maevius,
O
songs,
loveThy
also
him
let
Bavius,
not
hates
bear."MENALCAS"Who
spices
thorn-bush
the
flow,
honey
himLet
for
ay,
beholding;
joys
he
thee
comeWhere
thither
he
may
Pollio,
thee,
loves
sand."DAMOETAS"Who
flying
the
hooves
his
with
scatter
horn,And
with
butt
to
ripe
now
bull
a
ye
make:Feed
verses
new
doth
too
himself
feed!"MENALCAS"Pollio
reader
your
for
heifer
a
you,
Maids,Pray
Pierian
O
Pollio:
by
loved
country-bred,Is
but
be
she
although
Muse,
me."DAMOETAS"My
to
else,
none
and
Amyntas,
sweet
kids,So
yeanling
the
to
arbute
as
willow,
youngLithe
with
ewes
to
corn,
the
to
moisture
me."MENALCAS"As
to
is
Amaryllis
of
wrath
trees,The
the
to
Sirocco
corn,
ripe
to
flock,Rain
folded
the
to
is
wolf
the
as
well.'"DAMOETAS"Fell
you
fare
Iollas,
beautiful
said,'My
she
'farewell'
word,
the
on
lingering
go,And,
me
see
to
wept
she
hers;
all
am
come."MENALCAS"I
shall
yourself
you
heifer,
my
slay
cropsI
young
the
for
when
Phyllis;
your
me
guestSend
birthday
my
for
Iollas,
nets."DAMOETAS"Prithee,
the
guard
I
boar,
the
hunt
you
while
not,If,
me
spurn
you
heart
very
your
in
mine,That
Amyntas
naught,
me
profiteth
hear."MENALCAS"It
to
gods
the
for
you,
pray
I
winds,
them,Ye
of
some
waft
spoke!
Galatea
oft,Hath
how
O
uttered
and
me,
to
words
more."DAMOETAS"What
many
as
to-morrow
could,
I
that
boy,All
my
sent
I
have
apples
golden
nests."MENALCAS"Ten
airy
their
build
wood-pigeons
the
markedWhere
have
eyes
mine
found;
I've
love
my
for
known."DAMOETAS"Gifts
better
is
dogs
my
to
Delia
me;Not
to
unasked
comes
Amyntas
dear
seen."MENALCAS"My
be
to
hoping
willows,
the
to
hies
me,Then
at
apple
an
throws
Galatea
keep."DAMOETAS"Gay
I
hyacinths,
sweet-blushing
and
gifts,Bays
own
his
Phoebus
for
loves;
Phoebus
care."MENALCAS"Me
hath
songs
my
for
fruitful,
earth
the
all,Makes
filleth
Jove
began;
Muse
the
Jove
dear.DAMOETAS"From
Muses
the
to
are
strains
strain:Alternate
alternate
in
Menalcas,
you,
sing,Then
Damoetas,
first,
you
Do
fairest.
yearAt
the
now
and
green,
forest
the
is
tree;Now
and
field
both
burgeoning
is
now
sit,And
we
greensward
the
on
since
then,
on
part.PALAEMONSay
your
matter-play
slight
no
is
it
skill-For
heart's
whole
your
with
Palaemon,
you,Neighbour
do
only
man:
any
for
budge
shrink,Nor
not
shall
I
have;
you
what
with
then
more.DAMOETASOut
no
challenger
the
play
you
see
singing-boutsI'll
In
comes!
Palaemon
turn,Yonder
our
serve
to
see,
or
auditor-
haveFor
us
let
only
you;
with
be
shall
bid,I
you
where'er
now;
me
balk
not
shall
cups?MENALCASYou
of
prate
would
who
heifer,
a
with
by.Matched
them
lay
but
them,
to
lip
set
I
yetHave
nor
wake;
his
in
following
forests
midst,The
the
in
Orpheus
acanthus,
wreathedPliant
handles
the
round
and
cups,
of
pair
AlcimedonA
same
the
wrought
too
me
by.DAMOETASFor
them
lay
but
them,
to
lip
set
I
yetHave
as
Nor
seasons?
several
their
know
plough,Might
the
behind
stoop
or
reap,
who
they
heaven,That
of
round
whole
the
men
all
for
out
wandMarked
his
with
who
him,
you
call
how
one-
set,And
he
midst
the
in
Conon,
one
figures,
pale.Two
ivy-berries
clustering
over
tool,Twines
facile
graver's
the
by
them
round
vine,Wreathed
limber
a
whereon
embossed,
and
AlcimedonWrought
of
art
divine
the
cupsBy
beechen
two
far-
priceless
more
own
yourselfWill
you
what
mad,
so
are
you
stake,Seeing
will
I
But
kids.
the
withal
one
flock,And
the
up
reckon
both
day
a
twice
harsh,And
step-dame
a
and
father
a
have
homeI
at
for
venture,
I'll
flock
the
from
me.MENALCASNaught
with
match
the
upon
stake
will
you
nowWhat
you
say
udder:
her
at
ones
young
withalTwo
feeds
and
milking-pail,
the
to
comesTwice
she
day
every
heifer;
this
pledge
loth,I
be
you
Lest
turn?
in
each
against
skillEach
our
try
we
shall
then,
mangle?DAMOETASWell,
tuneTo
miserable
some
straw
grating
notOn
you
used
cross-ways
the
in
pipeWax-welded?
ever
you
had
when
him?
out-pipe
mine.MENALCASYou
was
goat
the
but
it,
know
not
may
won!You
had
pipe
my
piping-match
the
in
goat.Which
the
keep
to
still
conquered
had
I
heWhom
was
sedges.DAMOETASWell,
the
behind
hid
Tityrus,"You
together,
flock
your
now?Gather
to
off
he
is
"Where
cried,
I
when
barked?And
Lycisca
loud
while
goat,
Damon's
lieFor
ambush
in
rogue,
you,
see
not
I
do?Did
masters
can
what
daring,
so
thieves
death.MENALCASWith
to
chafed
have
would
mischief,
some
him
notDone
you
had
and
ay,
Menalcas,
boy,Cross-grained
the
to
given
them
saw
you
first
chafedWhen
you
for
Damon;
of
arrows
and
bow
brokeThe
you
when
beeches,
old
these
by
here
hook.DAMOETASOr
spiteful
with
trees
and
vines
young
slashMicon's
me
saw
they
when
warrant,
I
then,
laughed-MENALCASAy,
nymphs
light
the
aside-
looked
he-goats
you-The
with
shrine
what
in
and
once,
who
know
men!We
at
jeers
your
with
ready
so
not
milk.DAMOETASHold!
their
lambs
the
from
life-juice,
the
flockFilching
the
from
udders,
their
twice
hourly
hereWrings
shepherd
hireling
this
me,
on
fall
choiceShould
her
lest
fearing
Neaera,
courts
heStill
while
flock!
unhappy
sheep,
wayUnhappy
every
care.MENALCASO
my
to
himCommitted
by
late
of
sheep,
Aegon's
are
they
Meliboeus?DAMOETASNay,
Damoetas?
flock,
the
owns
MENALCASWho find."
will
you
Alexis
new
some
this,Elsewhere
by
Scorned
osier?
or
rush
pliant
requiresOf
need
what
weave
to
not
you
haste
elm;Why
leafy
the
on
hangs
half-pruned
vine
wit?Your
your
crazed
hath
what
Corydon,
Corydon,
love?Ah!
limit
can
who
for
burns,
love
me
sun,Yet
departing
the
with
length
their
twice
growTo
shadows
the
and
up-tilted,
plough
homeWith
comes
ox
the
See,
longing.
own
their
onBy
led
each
Alexis,
Corydon
cytisus,And
flowering
the
sport
wanton
herselfIn
she-goat
the
she-goat,
the
wolf
wolf,The
the
pursues
lioness
grim-eyed
delight.The
woods
the
let
things
all
before
built,Us
hath
hand
her
towers
the
keep
Pallas
home.Let
their
woods
the
made
have
Paris,
Dardan
now,And
ere
gods
infatuate?
fly,
you
do
springs!Whom
crystal
my
upon
boar
wild
the
bane,And
my
to
Siroces
flowers
the
on
head!-Loosed
my
upon
brought
I
have
misery
alack!What
Alack!
day.
the
decide
gifts
yield,Should
Iollas
would
nor
no,
giftsAlexis;
your
whit
a
heeds
nor
boor,
a
are
Corydon,You
mingle.
ye
sweets
your
so
near,For
myrtles,
ye
you,
and
laurels,
ye
too,
pluckYou
will
I
and
honour;
of
meed
its
have
lessShall
no
fruit
this
withal:
plums
waxen
love,And
to
wont
Amaryllis
which
down,Chestnuts,
hoary
with
silvered-o'er
all
pickQuinces
will
too
I
marigold.
yellow
offWith
hyacinth
tender
the
sets
and
them,
herbs,Blends
scented
other
and
then,
cassia
twine-With
posy
one
doth
fennel,
fragrant
flowerAnd
narcissus
of
Naiad,
fair
the
poppy-heads,Now
and
violets
pale
you,Plucking
for
brimmed;
lilies
with
see,
baskets,
NymphsBring
the
you
for
boy;
beauteous
hither,
spurn.Come
you
gifts
my
since
them,
have
shall
she
away;And
lead
her
let
to
oft
me
ThestilisImplores
which
you;
for
keep
I
still
day-These
a
twice
suckled
udders
sheep's
a
still,From
white-dappled
coats
with
glen,
steep
a
findIn
to
neck
my
risked
I
fawns,
two
and
me.Ay,
envied
and
heard
Amyntas
own.'Foolish
to
heir
as
yours,
'now
he,
quoth
once,'
dying-gift:'Mine
Damoetas'
lengths,
lessening
compactIn
hemlock-stalks
of
I,
have
pipe
not?A
he
did
what
do?-
Amyntas
did
learnWhat
to
these
as
arts
such
lip;
dainty
roughYour
make
to
you
fear
edge
reed's
the
with
care.Nor
hath
Pan
shepherd
and
alike
sheep
join;For
to
reed
with
reed
taught
wax
with
first
Pan.Pan
rival
to
learn
will
strains
silvan
meIn
with
you
There
flock!
straggling
the
up
osier-wandRound
green
with
or
stags,
the
down
home,Shoot
our
fields
rough
the
in
cot
lowly
dwell.Some
to
me
with
content
but
you
were
judge.Ah!
were
yourself
though
challenge,
to
fearDaphnis
not
would
not,
lie
mirror
that
if
sea,And,
the
stilled
had
winds
when
myself,
saw
beachI
the
on
lately
on:
look
to
ill
ISo
am
Nor
Aracynthus.
Attic
homeOn
cattle
his
call
to
went
he
time
sang,What
Circe
of
Amphion
erst
as
sing
brim.I
milk-pails
my
still
winter,
or
lambs;Summer
thousand
a
hills
Sicilian
on
meRoam
for
yet
abounding:
milk
snow-white
howIn
or
flocks,
in
rich
how
ask-
to
not
amCare
I
what
or
who
Alexis,
me,
scorn
culled.You
are
hyacinths
dark
fall,
privets
boy;White
beauteous
colour,
to
much
too
not
fair!Trust
so
you
and
dark,
so
was
he
wooed,Albeit
Menalcas
or
Amaryllis,
disdainOf
proud
petulant
the
borne
have
sun.Better
broiling
the
'neath
footprints
your
track
brake,Still
the
through
shrilling
cicalas
hoarse
beside,Save
none
with
I,
garlic.
and
thyme
herbs,Wild
savoury
of
mess
her
Thestilis
spent,Pounds
heat
fierce
the
with
mowers,
tired
for
thorn:Now
the
in
him
hides
lizard
green
the
shadeAnd
cooling
the
court
cattle
the
even
death.Now
my
to
me
drive
you'll
pity?
no
you
songs?Have
my
naught
you
heed
Alexis,
strains."Cruel
artless
his
forth
pour
hills
and
woods
thus,To
as
alone,
there
and
haunt,
he
would
groveStill
beech-tree
shadowy-soaring
thick-leaved
less,The
the
none
yet,
he,
had
hope
for
room
joy:No
master's
own
his
Alexis,
fair
firedFor
was
love
with
Corydon
shepherd
The fall!
lengthening
shadows
the
hills
the
from
afar,And
smoke
chimneys
farm-roof
the
see,
enow.And,
milk
curdled
of
and
chestnuts,
I,Soft
have
ripe
apples
pillowed:
leaves
green
me,On
with
repose
might
you
night,
this
here,
browse.TITYRUSYet
willows,
bitter
or
clover-flower,
tend,On
to
me
with
you,
will
again
sung;Never
are
songs
my
rock;
bushy
the
from
afarHang
from
you
behold
cave,
green
in
I,Stretched
shall
again
Never
go.
she-goats,
flock,My
happy
once
Go,
order!
in
vines
setYour
now
pears,
your
graft
Meliboeus,
sown!Now,
furrows
our
were
then,
these,
as
such
folk!For
hapless
our
brought
discord
civil
passHas
a
what
to
Ah!
master.
alien
fieldsAn
these
possess
will
soldier
brutal
fair,Some
so
trimmed
fallows,
These
king?
was
I
cotWhere
turf-roofed
lowly
the
eyes
ravished
henceWith
harvest
a
many
see
bounds-
native
beholdMy
aftertime
in
ever
I
shall
far.Ah!
sundered
world
whole
the
from
Britain,
way,Or
our
wend
must
now
Oaxes,
flood,Cretan
swift
thy
or
steppes,
Scythian
the
to
some,Some
Libya
burning
to
hence,
far
we
fade.MELIBOEUSBut
memory
and
face
his
heart
my
from
drink,Than
Tigris
the
those
Arar,
the
these
bounds,And
natural
their
shift
Parthians
and
strand,Germans
the
on
naked
leave
fish
their
seas
air,The
in
feed
therefore,
stags,
light
shall
top.TITYRUSSooner
elm-tree
the
in
moaning
their
doves
delight,Nor
heart's
your
are
that
wood-pigeons
hoarseThe
cooings
their
cease
nor
song,
his
rockUplifts
tall
some
beneath
leaf-dresser
the
sleep,While
to
lull
murmur
gentle
with
oft
bees,Shall
Hybla
the
willow-flower
with
feasts
hedge,That
bordering
neighbour's
your
old,
of
as
shade!Here,
cooling
the
court
will
springs,
hallowed
streamsAnd
familiar
'mid
who
man,
old
flock.Happy
neighbouring
a
of
contagious
taint
hurtThrough
nor
tried,
be
will
fodder
strange
no
youngBy
with
ewes
your
mire,
rushy
with
choked
allBe
pastures
the
o'erspread,
stones
bare
with
need!Though,
your
for
ample
and
yours,
be
still
fieldsWill
your
man,
happy
you
age,
old
in
bulls."MELIBOEUSSo
your
rear
boys,
kine,
your
before,
as
suit,"Feed,
my
to
he
gave
answer
instant
smoke.There
altars
my
days
six
twice
for
whomYearly
to
youth
that
saw
I
Meliboeus,
aid?There,
to
nigh
so
gods
find
otherwhere
freed,Or
be
bonds
from
else
how
do?
I
could
you.TITYRUSWhat
for
aloud
cried
vineyards,
very
water-springs,The
very
the
pines,
very
Tityrus,The
Why,
away.
was
Tityrus
trees;'Twas
the
on
hanging
apples
the
left
whomYou
for
and
sadly,
so
heaven
to
cried
whyYou
Amaryllis,
wonder,
to
used
home.MELIBOEUSI
I
returned
hands
laden
with
town,Never
unthankful
the
for
pressed
cheese
rich
forth,Or
went
folds
my
from
victim
a
many
save.Though
to
thought
no
and
freedom,
of
hope
hadNo
I
me,
over
reigned
Galatea
own,While
will
I
for
Amaryllis:
but
serve
released,I
yoke
Galatea's
from
when,
came,Now
tarrying,
long
though
and,
say,
I
eyes,
blade-Cast
barber's
the
beneath
fall
whiter
beard'Gan
my
when
sluggard,
the
upon
eyes
lengthHer
at
cast
belated,
though
which,
Rome?TITYRUSFreedom,
to
you
took
cause
potent
so
what
towers.MELIBOEUSAnd
osier
pliant
above
cypress
headAs
her
rears
cities
other
all
farAbove
as
this
but
great;
with
small
dams,Comparing
their
kids
and
dogs,
resemble
to
knewWhelps
I
too
so
flock:
the
of
younglings
driveThe
to
wont
are
oft
shepherds
we
ours,Whereto
of
town
this
like
deemed
simpleton,
Rome,I,
call
they
Meliboeus,
city,
tell.TITYRUSThe
Tityrus,
Come,
yours?
of
god
this
who
cry.But
ominous
raven's
the
trunk
hollow
tooFrom
oft
foretold,
oak
thunder-stricken
sense,The
blinded
my
for
but
time,
a
many
well,Which
me
mind
I
ill,
an
flock-
the
of
flint,Hope
bare
the
on
twins
new-yeaned
her
dropped
nowShe
but
here
hazel-thicket
the
'mid
lead:For
can
scarce
Tityrus,
my
O
one,
this
on,And
she-goats
my
drive
I
heart
at
sick
country-side.See,
the
fills
confusion
wide
more,Such
marvel
but
boon,
the
not
you
grudge
will.MELIBOEUSI
I
songs
what
pipe
shepherd's
my
on
myselfPlay
I
and
large,
at
roam
may
kine
see,My
may
eyes
your
as
that,
is
it
gift
stain.His
altar
his
shall
life-blood
its
with
lambOft
tender
a
folds
my
from
and
ever,
IDeem
will
god
a
him
for
us,
to
ease
vouchsafedThis
god
a
'twas
Meliboeus,
resound.TITYRUSO
woods
the
bid
Amaryllis"
call,"Fair
your
at
and,
shade,
the
in
careless
youSit
Tityrus,
while,
I;
am
home
from
depart.Exiled
now
even
bounds,
familiar
home's
fields,And
sweet
my
from
I
ditties:
silvan
rehearseYour
oat
slender
the
on
beech-canopyReclining,
broad
a
'neath
Tityrus,
MELIBOEUSYou,
ALEXIS

POLLIO
ECLOGUE I
ECLOGUE V

TO VARUS
ECLOGUE IX

MENALCAS
MENALCAS

MELIBOEUS
MELIBOEUS

MOPSUS
TITYRUS
ECLOGUE X
ECLOGUE II
ECLOGUE VI

CORYDON
DAMOETAS

THYRSIS
ECLOGUE III
by Virgil

ECLOGUE VII

PALAEMON
ECLOGUE I

ECLOGUE II

ECLOGUE V
ECLOGUE III

ECLOGUE VI
ECLOGUE IV

ECLOGUE VII
THE ECLOGUES

ECLOGUE IV
ECLOGUE VIII

1
VIII
ECLOGUE fill-
your
fed
having
homeward,
Now
shade.
tooIn
sicken
crops
juniper,
the
by
shadeCast
the
is
baneful
singers;
to
beBaneful
to
wont
is
shade
the
rise:
us
let
Spring.Come,
early
in
shoots
alder
green
the
hour,As
by
hour
grows
love
my
whom
for
worth,Gallus,
their
magnify
will
ye
Gallus
fine:To
basket
a
wove
mallow
slim
of
sat,And
he
while
the
sung,
have
to
poet
sufficeYour
it
shall
Maids,
Pierian
songs,
love!"These
to
too
we
yield
things;
all
conquers
flocks.Love
our
drive
deserts
Aethiopian
Sign,In
Cancer's
under
should,
dying,
is
drought
boleOf
elm-tree
tall
the
of
bark
the
when
snows,Or,
Sithonian
face
winters
wet
in
stream,And
Hebrus'
of
drink
should
mid-frost
the
weIn
though
not
him;
change
can
ours
of
pangs
you!No
with
away
woods,
ye
more:
me
songsDelight
nor
no,
Hamadryads,
neither
grief!Now
mortal's
a
at
soften
god
that
thus,Or
healing
find
could
madness
my
if
bow.-As
Parthian
a
from
arrows
launchCydonian
to
joy
and
groves,
echoing
through
rocks,
rangeO'er
I
methinks,
now,
Even
forest-glades,Parthenius.
thy
hounds
with
hem
will
I
coldBut
so
frost
No
boar.
wild
keen
the
hunt
Maenalus,Or
Mount
haunt
will
Nymphs
the
with
meanwhileI
And
them.
with
grow
love,
my
you,
grow,And
will
they
tree-trunks:
tender
the
loveUpon
my
character
and
doom,
my
bear
couch,And
to
beasts
wild
with
rather,
woods,
the
IIn
am
Resolved
swain.
Sicilian
the
reedOf
oaten
the
to
Chalcidian
verse
framedIn
I
songs
the
re-tune
depart,
will
feet!I
tender
thy
wound
not
ice
jagged
sharpAnd
the
may
thee,
hurt
not
frost
the
may
Rhine.Ah!
frozen
and
snows
Alpine
upon
afar,Look'st
home
from
and
me,
without
not!-Alone
it
believe
but
I
might
Ah!
thou-
foes.Whilst
opposing
and
weapons
amid
holdsArmed
war-god
stern
the
of
love
mad
me
away.But
worn
have
time
with
lives
our
might
Lycoris;Here
grove,
and
mead
soft
springs,
cool
are
sung.Here
Amyntas
or
garlands,
plucked
me,Phyllis
with
lain
have
love
my
would
vine,Reclining
limber
the
'neath
willows,
the
hyacinth-Among
the
dark
violet,
the
is
be?Dark
Amyntas
swart
if
what
me-
else,Bewitch
who
or
Amyntas,
or
Phyllis,
then,Let
surely
for
flock!
the
of
guardian
been,Or
had
grape
ripening
the
of
dresser
fellowship,Or
own
your
of
I,
that
would
tell!And
should
flutes
your
day,
one
love,
my
of
rest,If
ashes
my
would
softly
how
then
sing.O
to
skill
have
alone
that
replied-"Arcadians,
he
sadly
mountains,"
your
woesUpon
my
of
Arcadians,
sing,
ye
will
leaves.""Yet
with
goats
or
cytisus,
the
with
grass,Bees
the
streams
with
than
sated
is
tears
moreWith
no
heart
his
it:
of
aught
not
recks
"beholdLove
he,
quoth
end?"
an
make
ever
dyed."Wilt
vermilion,
with
and
elder-berry,
the
juiceOf
blood-red
with
Arcady,
of
god
beheldPan,
eyes
own
our
and
Yea,
him.
shookBefore
lilies
tall
and
fennels
flowering
crowned;The
honours
rural
with
came,
following."TherewithalSilvanus
is
love
careAnother
bosom's
"thy
cried,
he
mad?"
art
came;"Gallus,
Apollo
thine?"
of
love
this
whence
exclaim:"From
accord
one
with
All
dripping-wetMenalcas.
winter-acorns
the
from
slow,And,
footing
swine-herd
and
too,
shepherd
sheep-Came
his
fed
rivers
the
by
fairAdonis
even
ashamed:
thou
be
flock
the
of
divine;Nor
poet
shame,
no
feel
they
us
around-Of
stood
too
sheep
The
Lycaeus.
cold
cragsOf
flinty
the
and
Maenalus,
pine-clad
rock,Wept
lonely
a
beneath
outstretched
him,
wept;For
tamarisks
the
and
laurels
the
HimEven
Aganippe.
Aonian
nor
then,No,
you
stay
Parnassus
or
Pindus
slopesOf
the
did
neither
for
dying?
lay
dear-Gallus
so
loss
a
of
unworthy
all
love-Love
for
when
Dryad-maidens,
ye
you,
lawnsHeld
or
groves
What
it.
echo
woods
the
oursBut
of
word
no
ears;
deaf
to
not
sing
brush.We
tender
the
browse
she-goats
flat-nosed
by,The
hard
while,
suffered,
he
pangs
shrewd
the
theme,And
our
be
Gallus
of
love
The
thine,Begin!
with
wave
bitter
no
blend
Doris
on,May
glidest
billows
Sicanian
thouBeneath
when
So,
Gallus?
for
sing
not
would
read.Who
fitly
may
self
Lycoris'
as
yetSuch
but
brief,
Gallus-
to
song
brief
a
ISing
must
needs
Arethusa!
me,
toils,Vouchsafe
my
of
latest
very
the
now,
This come.
is
himself
when
better
sing
shall
hand:We
in
work
the
to
we
get
and
boy,
load.MOERISCease,
this
of
you
case
will
I
singing,
thusGo
may
we
that
and,
lighten;