Eclogues

Virgil

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

  1. “These truly—nor is even love the cause—
  2. scarce have the flesh to keep their bones together
  3. some evil eye my lambkins hath bewitched.”
DAMOETAS
  1. “Say in what clime—and you shall be withal
  2. my great Apollo—the whole breadth of heaven
  3. opens no wider than three ells to view.”
MENALCAS
  1. “Say in what country grow such flowers as bear