Eclogues

Virgil

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

  1. Now even the cattle court the cooling shade
  2. and the green lizard hides him in the thorn:
  3. now for tired mowers, with the fierce heat spent,
  4. pounds Thestilis her mess of savoury herbs,
  5. wild thyme and garlic. I, with none beside,
  6. save hoarse cicalas shrilling through the brake,
  7. still track your footprints 'neath the broiling sun.
  8. Better have borne the petulant proud disdain
  9. of Amaryllis, or Menalcas wooed,