Eclogues
Virgil
Vergil. The Poems of Vergil. Rhoades, James, translator. London: Oxford University Press, 1921.
- of revellers, and with tender foliage wreathe
- the bending spear-wands. As to trees the vine
- is crown of glory, as to vines the grape,
- bulls to the herd, to fruitful fields the corn,
- so the one glory of thine own art thou.
- When the Fates took thee hence, then Pales' self,
- and even Apollo, left the country lone.
- Where the plump barley-grain so oft we sowed,
- there but wild oats and barren darnel spring;
- for tender violet and narcissus bright
- thistle and prickly thorn uprear their heads.
- Now, O ye shepherds, strew the ground with leaves,
- and o'er the fountains draw a shady veil—
- so Daphnis to his memory bids be done—
- and rear a tomb, and write thereon this verse:
- ‘I, Daphnis in the woods, from hence in fame
- am to the stars exalted, guardian once
- of a fair flock, myself more fair than they.’”
- So is thy song to me, poet divine,