Eclogues
Virgil
Vergil. The Poems of Vergil. Rhoades, James, translator. London: Oxford University Press, 1921.
- now all the deep is into silence hushed,
- and all the murmuring breezes sunk to sleep.
- We are half-way thither, for Bianor's tomb
- begins to show: here, Moeris, where the hinds
- are lopping the thick leafage, let us sing.
- Set down the kids, yet shall we reach the town;