Eclogue

1  III|   you be loth,~I pledge this heifer; every day she comes~Twice
2  III|      them by.~Matched with a heifer, who would prate of cups?~
3  III|    the young crops~I slay my heifer, you yourself shall come.”~
4  III|   Pierian Maids,~Pray you, a heifer for your reader feed!”~Menalcas.~“
5  III| decide:~You well deserve the heifer, so does he,~With all who
6   VI|    the pale herbage, or some heifer tracks~Amid the crowding
7 VIII|      whose rival strains~The heifer wondering forgot to graze,~
8 VIII|   Daphnis home.~As when some heifer, seeking for her steer~Through
9 VIII|     her home -~As pines that heifer, with such love as hers~