Eclogues
Virgil
Vergil. The Poems of Vergil. Rhoades, James, translator. London: Oxford University Press, 1921.
- shall singing swans bear upward to the stars.”
- So may your swarms Cyrnean yew-trees shun,
- your kine with cytisus their udders swell,
- begin, if aught you have. The Muses made
- me too a singer; I too have sung; the swains
- call me a poet, but I believe them not:
- for naught of mine, or worthy Varius yet
- or Cinna deem I, but account myself
- a cackling goose among melodious swans.