Eclogues
Virgil
Vergil. The Poems of Vergil. Rhoades, James, translator. London: Oxford University Press, 1921.
- phyllis doth hazels love, and while she loves,
- myrtle nor bay the hazel shall out-vie.”
- “Ash in the forest is most beautiful,
- pine in the garden, poplar by the stream,
- fir on the mountain-height; but if more oft
- thou'ldst come to me, fair Lycidas, to thee
- both forest-ash, and garden-pine should bow.”
- These I remember, and how Thyrsis strove
- for victory in vain. From that time forth
- is Corydon still Corydon with us.
- of Damon and Alphesiboeus now,
- those shepherd-singers at whose rival strains
- the heifer wondering forgot to graze,
- the lynx stood awe-struck, and the flowing streams,
- unwonted loiterers, stayed their course to hear—
- how Damon and Alphesiboeus sang
- their pastoral ditties, will I tell the tale.
- Thou, whether broad Timavus' rocky banks
- thou now art passing, or dost skirt the shore
- of the Illyrian main,—will ever dawn