Eclogue

1    I|     and, at your call,~“Fair Amaryllis” bid the woods resound.~
2    I|   yoke released,~I serve but Amaryllis: for I will own,~While Galatea
3    I| Meliboeus.~I used to wonder, Amaryllis, why~You cried to heaven
4    1|    petulant proud disdain~Of Amaryllis, or Menalcas wooed,~Albeit
5    1| hoary down,~Chestnuts, which Amaryllis wont to love,~And waxen
6  III|      the trees,~The wrath of Amaryllis is to me.”~Menalcas.~“As
7 VIII|      draw Daphnis home.~Now, Amaryllis, ply in triple knots~The
8 VIII|    Daphnis home.~Take ashes, Amaryllis, fetch them forth,~And o’
9   IX| filched from you that day~To Amaryllis wending, our hearts’ joy? -~“