Eclogues

Virgil

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

  1. and the high ridge with gentle slope descends,
  2. down to the brook-side and the broken crests
  3. of yonder veteran beeches, all the land
  4. was by the songs of your Menalcas saved.
MOERIS
  1. Heard it you had, and so the rumour ran,
  2. but 'mid the clash of arms, my Lycidas,
  3. our songs avail no more than, as 'tis said,
  4. doves of Dodona when an eagle comes.
  5. Nay, had I not, from hollow ilex-bole