Eclogue

1    I|    barber’s blade -~Cast eyes, I say, and, though long tarrying,
2  III|         young ones at her udder: say you now~What you will stake
3  III| matter-play your part.~Palaemon.~Say on then, since on the greensward
4  III|      hath bewitched.”~Damoetas.~“Say in what clime— and you shall
5  III|        ells to view.”~Menalcas.~“Say in what country grow such
6 VIII|     Mother, thou too wert cruel; say wert thou~More cruel, mother,
7 VIII|      colours; ply them fast, and say~This is the chain of Venus
8   IX|         LYCIDAS, MOERIS~Lycidas.~Say whither, Moeris?— Make you
9   IX|         own our little farm,~And say, “Be off, you former husbandmen!~