The Idylls of Theocritus and the Eclogues of Virgil by TheocritusThe Idylls of Theocritus and the Eclogues of Virgil by Theocritus

The Idylls of Theocritus and the Eclogues of Virgil


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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1908. Excerpt: ... VIEGIL'S ECLOGUES. ECLOGUE I. Melibceus. Tityrds. M. STRETCHED in the shadow of the broad beech, thou Rehearsest, Tityrus, on the slender pipe Thy woodland music. We our fatherland Are leaving, we must shun the fields we love: While, Tityrus, thou, at ease amid the shade, Bidd'st answering woods call Amaryllis ' fair.' T. O Meliboeus! 'Tis a god that made For me this holiday: for god 111 aye Account him; many a young lamb from my fold Shall stain his altar. Thanks to him, my kine 10 Range, as thou seest them: thanks to him, I play What songs I list upon my shepherd's pipe. M. For me, I grudge thee not; I marvel much: So sore a trouble is in all the land. Lo! feeble I am driving hence my goats--Nay dragging, Tityrus, one, and that with pain. For, yeaning here amidst the hazel-stems, She left her twin kids--on the naked flint She left them; and I lost my promised flock. This evil, I remember, oftentimes, 20 (Had not my wits been wandering,) oaks fore-told By heaven's hand smitten: oft the wicked crow Croaked the same message from the rifted holm.--Yet tell me, Tityrus, of this' God ' of thine. T. The city men call Borne my folly deemed Was e'en like this of ours, where week by week We shepherds journey with our weanling flocks. So whelp to dog, so kid (I knew) to dam Was likest: and I judged great things by small. But o'er all cities this so lifts her head, 30 As doth o'er osiers lithe the cypress tree. M. What made thee then so keen to look on Rome? '/'. Freedom: who marked, at last, my helpless state: Now that a whiter beard than that of yore Fell from my razor: still she marked, and came (All late) to help me--now that all my thought Is Amaryllis, Galatea gone. While Galatea's, I despaired, I own, Of freedom, and of thrift. Though from my farm Pull many ...
Title:The Idylls of Theocritus and the Eclogues of VirgilFormat:PaperbackDimensions:54 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.11 inPublished:January 18, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

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ISBN - 10:0217587275

ISBN - 13:9780217587273

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