Eclogues
Virgil
Vergil. The Poems of Vergil. Rhoades, James, translator. London: Oxford University Press, 1921.
- who sung the stave I filched from you that day
- to Amaryllis wending, our hearts' joy?—
- “While I am gone, 'tis but a little way,
- feed, Tityrus, my goats, and, having fed,
- drive to the drinking-pool, and, as you drive,
- beware the he-goat; with his horn he butts.“