so near the ground, fly hence, boys, get you gone!There's a cold adder lurking in the grass.”MENALCAS“Forbear, my sheep, to tread too near the brink;yon bank is ill to trust to; even nowthe ram himself, see, dries his dripping fleece!”DAMOETAS“Back with the she-goats, Tityrus, grazing thereso near the river! I, when time shall serve,