Georgics

Virgil

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

  1. Fast flies meanwhile the irreparable hour,
  2. As point to point our charmed round we trace.
  3. Enough of herds. This second task remains,
  4. The wool-clad flocks and shaggy goats to treat.
  5. Here lies a labour; hence for glory look,
  6. Brave husbandmen. Nor doubtfully know
  7. How hard it is for words to triumph here,
  8. And shed their lustre on a theme so slight:
  9. But I am caught by ravishing desire
  10. Above the lone Parnassian steep; I love
  11. To walk the heights, from whence no earlier track
  12. Slopes gently downward to Castalia's spring.
  13. Now, awful Pales, strike a louder tone.