Eclogues

Virgil

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

  1. now all the deep is into silence hushed,
  2. and all the murmuring breezes sunk to sleep.
  3. We are half-way thither, for Bianor's tomb
  4. begins to show: here, Moeris, where the hinds
  5. are lopping the thick leafage, let us sing.
  6. Set down the kids, yet shall we reach the town;
  7. or, if we fear the night may gather rain
  8. ere we arrive, then singing let us go,
  9. our way to lighten; and, that we may thus
  10. go singing, I will case you of this load.