Eclogues
Virgil
Vergil. The Poems of Vergil. Rhoades, James, translator. London: Oxford University Press, 1921.
- “These truly—nor is even love the cause—
- scarce have the flesh to keep their bones together
- some evil eye my lambkins hath bewitched.”
- “Say in what clime—and you shall be withal
- my great Apollo—the whole breadth of heaven
- opens no wider than three ells to view.”
- “Say in what country grow such flowers as bear