Eclogues

Virgil

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

  1. Did I not see you, rogue, in ambush lie
  2. for Damon's goat, while loud Lycisca barked?
  3. And when I cried, “Where is he off to now?
  4. Gather your flock together, Tityrus,”
  5. you hid behind the sedges.
DAMOETAS
  1. Well, was he
  2. whom I had conquered still to keep the goat.
  3. Which in the piping-match my pipe had won!
  4. You may not know it, but the goat was mine.
MENALCAS
  1. You out-pipe him? when had you ever pipe