Eclogues
Virgil
Vergil. The Poems of Vergil. Rhoades, James, translator. London: Oxford University Press, 1921.
- “Gifts for my love I've found; mine eyes have marked
- where the wood-pigeons build their airy nests.”
- “Ten golden apples have I sent my boy,
- all that I could, to-morrow as many more.”
- “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.”