“Gay Galatea throws an apple at me,then hies to the willows, hoping to be seen.”MENALCAS“My dear Amyntas comes unasked to me;not Delia to my dogs is better known.”DAMOETAS“Gifts for my love I've found; mine eyes have markedwhere the wood-pigeons build their airy nests.”MENALCAS“Ten golden apples have I sent my boy,all that I could, to-morrow as many more.”DAMOETAS“What words to me, and uttered O how oft,hath Galatea spoke! waft some of them,ye winds, I pray you, for the gods to hear.”MENALCAS“It profiteth me naught, Amyntas mine,that in your very heart you spurn me not,if, while you hunt the boar, I guard the nets.”DAMOETAS“Prithee, Iollas, for my birthday guestsend me your Phyllis; when for the young cropsI slay my heifer, you yourself shall come.”MENALCAS“I am all hers; she wept to see me go,and, lingering on the word, ‘farewell’ she said,‘My beautiful Iollas, fare you well.’”