Virgil - Eclogues

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Who are you running from, you crazy man?…Even gods have lived in the woods like me.

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Tityrus, you who lie under cover of the spreading beech-tree, you are practising your pastoral music on a thin stalk.

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Come, see what pleasures in our plains abound:
The woods, the fountains, and the flow'ry ground:
As you are beauteous, were you half so true,
Here could I live, and love, and die with only you.

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"Loose me," he cry'd, "'twas impudence to find
A sleeping god, 'tis sacrilege to bind."

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Look over there—smoke rises already from the rooftops
And longer fall the shadows cast by the mountain heights.

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The trees are cloth'd with leaves, the fields with grass;
The blossoms blow; the birds on bushes sing;
And Nature has accomplish'd all the spring.

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The great cycle of the ages is renewed. Now Justice returns, returns the Golden Age; a new generation now descends from on high.

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Daphnis, the guest of heaven, with wondering eyes,
Views in the milky way the starry skies,
And far beneath him, from the shining sphere,
Beholds the moving clouds, and rolling year.

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Both in the flower of their youth, Arcadians both, and matched and ready alike to start a song and to respond.

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Your descendants shall gather your fruits.

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Ah Corydon, Corydon, what madness has caught you?

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Begin, baby boy, to recognize your mother with a smile.

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E'en in mid-harvest, while the jocund swain Pluck'd from the brittle stalk the golden grain, Oft have I seen the war of winds contend, And prone on earth th' infuriate storm descend, Waste far and wide, and by the roots uptorn, The heavy harvest sweep through ether borne, As light straw and rapid stubble fly In dark'ning whirlwinds round the wintry sky.

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Calling the great gods cruel, and cruel the stars of the sky.

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Love conquers all; let us, too, yield to love.

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Now dam the ditches, and the floods restrain:
Their moisture has already drench'd the plain.

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O heavenly poet, such thy verse appears,
So sweet, so charming to my ravish'd ears,
As to the weary swain with cares oppress'd,
Beneath the sylvan shade, refreshing rest.

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Me too the Muses made write verse. I have songs of my own, the shepherds call me also a poet; but I'm not inclined to trust them. For I don't seem yet to write things as good either as Varius or as Cinna, but to be a goose honking amongst tuneful swans.

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The mountain-tops unshorn, the rocks rejoice;
The lowly shrubs partake of human voice.

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It's not in my power to decide such a great dispute between you.

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The Shepherd, Corydon, burned with love for handsome Alexis, his master's favourite, but he was not getting what he hoped for.

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What if Amyntas is dark? Violets are dark, too, and hyacinths.

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Time bears away all things, even our minds.

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But we from here are to go some to the parched Africans, another group to Scythia and others of us shall come to the Oaxes swirling with clay, and amongst the Britons who are kept far away from the whole world.

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O Meliboeus, it is a god that has made this peaceful life for us.

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