Eclogue

1    1|     s udders suckled twice a day -~These still I keep for
2    1|      Should gifts decide the day. Alack! alack!~What misery
3  III|    pledge this heifer; every day she comes~Twice to the milking-pail,
4  III| step-dame harsh,~And twice a day both reckon up the flock,~
5 VIII|   main,— will ever dawn~That day when I thy deeds may celebrate,~
6 VIII|     may celebrate,~Ever that day when through the whole wide
7 VIII|   light,~Bring in the genial day, while I make moan~Fooled
8   IX|      I filched from you that day~To Amaryllis wending, our
9    X|     rest,~If of my love, one day, your flutes should tell!~