Eclogue

 1    I|   freed,~Or otherwhere find gods so nigh to aid?~There, Meliboeus,
 2    1| Whom do you fly, infatuate? gods ere now,~And Dardan Paris,
 3  III|  winds, I pray you, for the gods to hear.”~Menalcas.~“It
 4   IV|   shall receive the life of gods, and see~Heroes with gods
 5   IV|   gods, and see~Heroes with gods commingling, and himself~
 6   IV|   draws nigh,~Dear child of gods, great progeny of Jove!~
 7   IV|    parents have not smiled,~Gods deem not worthy of their
 8    V|     of the son she bare,~To gods and stars unpitying, poured
 9 VIII|    dying breath~Call on the gods, though little it bestead -~
10 VIII|     little it bestead -~The gods who heard her vows and heeded
11 VIII|     make essay.~Nothing for gods, nothing for songs cares