THE ECLOGUES OF VIRGIL ECLOGUE V.--DAPHNIS
    ECLOGUEV——DAPHNIS

    MENALCAS——MOPSUS

    Me——Whynot,OMopsus,sincewearemetsogoodapair,thoutobreatheintheslimreeds,Itouttertheverses,sitdownhereamongthemingledelmsandhazels?

    Mo——Thouarttheolder:itisfitIshouldobeythee,Menalcas,whetherwherewesternbreezesshifttheflickeringshadowsorratherthecavernbeourresting-place.See,howoverthecavernthewoodlandwildvinescattersherthinclusters.

    Me——OnourhillsAmyntasalonecontendswiththee.

    Mo——WhatifheevencontendtoexcelPhoebusinsong.

    Me——Begin,OMopsus,first,ifthouhastaughtofflamesforPhyllisorpraisesofAlconorfloutsatCodrus.Begin:Tityruswillkeepthegrazingkids.

    Mo——Nay,thesongsIhavenewlywrittendownongreenbeechbarkandmarkedthemusicbetweenthelines,thesewillIessay:thouthereafterbidAmyntasenterthecontest.

    Me——Evenasthepliantosieryieldstothegreyolive,asthelowscentedreedtothecrimsonrose-plots,sofarbyourjudgmentAmyntasyieldstothee.

    Mo——Butceasethoufurther,Oboy:wehavereachedthecavern.

    DeadDaphniscruellyslaintheNymphswept;you,Ohazelsandrivers,weretheNymphs-witnesses;whileclaspingherson-swretchedcorse,hismothercallsongodsandstarsthatpitynot.Noneinthosedays,Daphnis,drovethepasturedoxentocoolstreams;nofour-footedthingtastedtherivernortouchedthegrassysward.Daphnis,thewildbillsandthewoodlandsrepeathowevenPuniclionsbemoanedthydecease.DaphnisorderedtheharnessingofArmeniantigressestothecar;DaphnistheprocessionsofBacchus-revellersand

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    thesoftleafagewoundroundtheirsuppleshafts.Asthevineadornshertree,ashergrapesthevine;asbullstheherds,ascorntherichfields;sothouartalltheornamentofthypeople;sincetheFatesreftthee,PalesandApollothemselveshaveleftthecountrydesolate.Inthefurrowswhereweoftenhavebestowedthelargebarley,fruitlessdarnelandbarrenwildoatsspring:insteadofsoftvioletandshiningnarcissusrisesthethistleandthethornwithhiskeenspines.Strewthegroundwithleaves,trainshadeoverthesprings,Oshepherds:Daphnisbidssuchremembrancebedonetohim;andpileamound,andoverthemoundaddaverse:IamDaphnistheforester,knownfromhereeventotheheavens,keeperofafairflock,myselfmorefairthanthey.

    Me——Suchisthysonguntous,Odivinepoet,assleeptothewearyonthegrass,asquenchingofthirstintheheatfromagushingrivuletofsweetwater.Noronthereedsalone,butwithvoicetoo,thouequallestthymaster:happyboy,thoushaltnowbenexttohim.Yetweinturnwillsingtheethesesongsofoursevenasbestwemay,andraisethyDaphnisintothesky:wewillenskythyDaphnis,forusalsoDaphnisloved.

    Mo——Andmightaughtbehigherinoureyesthansuchagift?Boththeboyhimselfwasworthythesinging,andtheseversesofthineStimiconlongsincecommendedtous.

    Me——Cladinlight,DaphnismarvelsatHeaven-suntroddenfloorandseesthecloudsandthestarsbeneathhisfeet.Thereforegaypleasurereignsintheforestandallthecountryside,amongPanandtheshepherdsandtheDryadmaidens.Neitherdoesthewolfplotambushestotheflocknoranyhunting-netsensnarementofthedeer:gentleDaphnislovespeace.Theunshornmountainsthemselvescastechoesofgladnesstotheskies;theveryrocks,theverycopsesnowresoundinsong:Agod,agodishe,OMenalcas.Ahbegraciousandprosperoustothineown:see,fouraltars,two,lo!Daphnis,tothee,twoforaltarsofofferingtoPhoebus:doublecupsfrothingwithfreshmilkyearly,andtwobowlsofthefatnessoftheolivewillIlaybeforethee;andaboveallmakingthe

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    banquetgladwithmuchwine,beforethehearthinthecoldseason,inharvestbeneaththeshade,IwillpourfromflagonsthefreshnectarofAriusianwine.DamoetasandLyctianAegonshallsingtome:AlphesiboeusshallmimictheleapingSatyrs.Thisshalleverbethine,bothwhenwepaytheNymphsouraccustomedvowsandwhenwepurifyourfields.Whilethewildboarandthefishshallhauntmountain-ridgeandriver,whilebeesshallfeedonthymeandgrasshoppersondew,evershallthinehonour,thynameandpraiseendure.AstotheWine-godandtheCorn-goddess,sototheeshallthehusbandmenmakeyearlyvows;thoulikewiseshaltclaimtheirpayment.

    Mo——How,howmayIrepaythegiftofsuchasong?forneitherthewhisperofthegatheringSouthnorthewavebreakingonthebeachsodelightsme,norstreamsthatracedownamidrockydells.

    Me——Firstshallthisbrittlehemlock-pipebeourgifttothee:thepipethattaughtusCorydonburnedforfairAlexis,andwithalWhoistheflock-smaster?Meliboeus?

    Mo——Buttakethouthecrookthat,oftenashebesoughtit,Antigenesgotnotofme,andthenhewasworthloving,beautifulwithrangedstudsofbrass,OMenalcas.

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