Eclogue

 1    I|                     ECLOGUE I~MELIBOEUS, TITYRUS~Meliboeus.~You,
 2    I|  ECLOGUE I~MELIBOEUS, TITYRUS~Meliboeus.~You, Tityrus, ‘neath a
 3    I|     woods resound.~Tityrus.~O Meliboeus, ’twas a god vouchsafed~
 4    I|       pipe what songs I will.~Meliboeus.~I grudge you not the boon,
 5    I|      tell.~Tityrus.~The city, Meliboeus, they call Rome,~I, simpleton,
 6    I|    above pliant osier towers.~Meliboeus.~And what so potent cause
 7    I|  laden hands returned I home.~Meliboeus.~I used to wonder, Amaryllis,
 8    I|   gods so nigh to aid?~There, Meliboeus, I saw that youth to whom~
 9    I|       boys, rear your bulls.”~Meliboeus.~So in old age, you happy
10    I|     his face and memory fade.~Meliboeus.~But we far hence, to burning
11    I|   were our furrows sown!~Now, Meliboeus, graft your pears, now set~
12  III|     owns the flock, Damoetas? Meliboeus?~Damoetas.~Nay, they are
13    V| beside,~“Who owns the flock?— Meliboeus?”~Mopsus.~But take you~This
14  VII|                   ECLOGUE VII~MELIBOEUS, CORYDON, THYRSIS~Daphnis
15  VII|   Hither haste,” he cried,~“O Meliboeus! goat and kids are safe;~
16  VII|      garden-pine should bow.”~Meliboeus.~These I remember, and how