Eclogues
Virgil
Vergil. The Poems of Vergil. Rhoades, James, translator. London: Oxford University Press, 1921.
- For not the whispering south-wind on its way
- so much delights me, nor wave-smitten beach,
- nor streams that race adown their bouldered beds.
- First this frail hemlock-stalk to you I give,
- which taught me “Corydon with love was fired
- for fair Alexis,” ay, and this beside,
- “Who owns the flock?—Meliboeus?”
- But take you
- this shepherd's crook, which, howso hard he begged,
- antigenes, then worthy to be loved,