Eclogues

Virgil

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

  1. by their own longing. See, the ox comes home
  2. with plough up-tilted, and the shadows grow
  3. to twice their length with the departing sun,
  4. yet me love burns, for who can limit love?
  5. Ah! Corydon, Corydon, what hath crazed your wit?
  6. Your vine half-pruned hangs on the leafy elm;
  7. why haste you not to weave what need requires
  8. of pliant rush or osier? Scorned by this,
  9. elsewhere some new Alexis you will find.”