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Excerpt from The Eclogues of Virgil in English Verse
That meet thy wants, albeit the pastures all Are covered with bare stones, or marsh-grown reeds. Thy breeding ewes will eat accustom ed food Nor from a neighbour''s ?ock take any ill. O fortunate old friend Near well-known streams And hallowed fountains canst thou woo cool shade Near boundary hedge, where bees from Hybla, take Their fill of honeyed willow-blossom, thou By their sweet murmurous hum wilt oft be lulled To softest slumber l Here beneath high rocks The gatherers of leaves, with cheerful songs Fill the high winds. Meanwhile thy turtle doves And hoarse wood pigeons from the lofty elms Make endless moan.
Tia/1715. And so shall never fade Ilis visage from my heart sooner than that May the wild stags be pastured on the air Or the sea waves cast fishes on the shore! Or exiled Parthians, breaking bounds, shall drink Of Arar''s stream - Germans, of Tigris old.
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That meet thy wants, albeit the pastures all Are covered with bare stones, or marsh-grown reeds. Thy breeding ewes will eat accustom ed food Nor from a neighbour''s ?ock take any ill. O fortunate old friend Near well-known streams And hallowed fountains canst thou woo cool shade Near boundary hedge, where bees from Hybla, take Their fill of honeyed willow-blossom, thou By their sweet murmurous hum wilt oft be lulled To softest slumber l Here beneath high rocks The gatherers of leaves, with cheerful songs Fill the high winds. Meanwhile thy turtle doves And hoarse wood pigeons from the lofty elms Make endless moan.
Tia/1715. And so shall never fade Ilis visage from my heart sooner than that May the wild stags be pastured on the air Or the sea waves cast fishes on the shore! Or exiled Parthians, breaking bounds, shall drink Of Arar''s stream - Germans, of Tigris old.
About the Publisher
Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com
This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
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Publisher - Forgotten Books
Language - English
Hardback
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Author
Virgil Virgil
Published Date -
ISBN - 9780266455912
Dimensions - 22.9 x 15.2 x 0.3 cm
Page Count - 50
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Author
Virgil Virgil
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ISBN - 9781333145804
Dimensions - 22.9 x 15.2 x 0.3 cm
Page Count - 52
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