Eclogues
Virgil
Vergil. The Poems of Vergil. Rhoades, James, translator. London: Oxford University Press, 1921.
- There instant answer gave he to my suit,
- “Feed, as before, your kine, boys, rear your bulls.”
- So in old age, you happy man, your fields
- will still be yours, and ample for your need!
- Though, with bare stones o'erspread, the pastures all
- be choked with rushy mire, your ewes with young
- by no strange fodder will be tried, nor hurt
- through taint contagious of a neighbouring flock.
- Happy old man, who 'mid familiar streams