Eclogue

 1    I|  shade, and, at your call,~“Fair Amaryllis” bid the woods
 2    I|   These fallows, trimmed so fair,~Some brutal soldier will
 3    1|     with love was fired~For fair Alexis, his own master’s
 4    1|     was so dark, and you so fair!~Trust not too much to colour,
 5    1|    and poppy-heads,~Now the fair Naiad, of narcissus flower~
 6  III|    writ,~And you shall have fair Phyllis for your own.”~Palaemon.~
 7   IV| Orpheus Calliope,~And Linus fair Apollo. Nay, though Pan,~
 8    V| exalted, guardian once~Of a fair flock, myself more fair
 9    V|     fair flock, myself more fair than they.’”~Menalcas.~So
10    V|     with love was fired~For fair Alexis,” ay, and this beside,~“
11    V|  knots, Menalcas, fashioned fair!~
12   VI|     the forms~Of Phaethon’s fair sisters, from the ground~
13   VI|  Nisus, who, ’tis said,~Her fair white loins with barking
14  VII|    world is smiling, but if fair~Alexis from these hill-slopes
15  VII|     his own bays,~And Venus fair the myrtle: therewithal~
16  VII|   oft~Thou’ldst come to me, fair Lycidas, to thee~Both forest-ash,
17    X| flock be thou ashamed: even fair~Adonis by the rivers fed