Eclogues

Virgil

Vergil. The Poems of Vergil. Rhoades, James, translator. London: Oxford University Press, 1921.

  1. what time he went to call his cattle home
  2. on Attic Aracynthus. Nor am I
  3. so ill to look on: lately on the beach
  4. I saw myself, when winds had stilled the sea,
  5. and, if that mirror lie not, would not fear
  6. daphnis to challenge, though yourself were judge.
  7. Ah! were you but content with me to dwell.
  8. Some lowly cot in the rough fields our home,
  9. shoot down the stags, or with green osier-wand