Eclogue

1    1|   beauteous boy; for you the Nymphs~Bring baskets, see, with
2  III|      looked aside— the light nymphs laughed -~Menalcas.~Ay,
3    V|   cruelly slain wept all the Nymphs -~Ye hazels, bear them witness,
4    V|  never, both when we pay the Nymphs~Our yearly vows, and when
5   VI| crowding herd. Now close, ye Nymphs,~Ye Nymphs of Dicte, close
6   VI|     Now close, ye Nymphs,~Ye Nymphs of Dicte, close the forest-glades,~
7  VII|  reply.~Corydon.~“Libethrian Nymphs, who are my heart’s delight,~
8   IX|    Menalcas! Who then of the Nymphs had sung,~Or who with flowering
9    X|     And meanwhile~I with the Nymphs will haunt Mount Maenalus,~