Eclogues

Virgil

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

  1. “Gallus, art mad?” he cried, “thy bosom's care
  2. another love is following.” Therewithal
  3. Silvanus came, with rural honours crowned;
  4. the flowering fennels and tall lilies shook
  5. before him. Yea, and our own eyes beheld
  6. pan, god of Arcady, with blood-red juice
  7. of the elder-berry, and with vermilion, dyed.
  8. “Wilt ever make an end?” quoth he, “behold
  9. love recks not aught of it: his heart no more
  10. with tears is sated than with streams the grass,