Eclogues

Virgil

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

  1. cast eyes, I say, and, though long tarrying, came,
  2. now when, from Galatea's yoke released,
  3. I serve but Amaryllis: for I will own,
  4. while Galatea reigned over me, I had
  5. no hope of freedom, and no thought to save.
  6. Though many a victim from my folds went forth,
  7. or rich cheese pressed for the unthankful town,
  8. never with laden hands returned I home.
MELIBOEUS
  1. I used to wonder, Amaryllis, why