Eclogue

 1    I|     gift it is that, as your eyes may see,~My kine may roam
 2    I|  belated, cast at length~Her eyes upon the sluggard, when
 3    I|    the barber’s blade -~Cast eyes, I say, and, though long
 4    I|  harvest hence~With ravished eyes the lowly turf-roofed cot~
 5  III|     my love I’ve found; mine eyes have marked~Where the wood-pigeons
 6    V|      sheen with unaccustomed eyes~Daphnis stands rapt before
 7   VI|     if but one with ravished eyes should read,~Of thee, O
 8   VI|  Came, and, as now with open eyes he lay,~With juice of blood-red
 9   VI|   there may chance upon mine eyes~The white bull’s wandering
10    X| Before him. Yea, and our own eyes beheld~Pan, god of Arcady,