Eclogue

1    1|     Alexis, who or what I am~Care not to ask— how rich in
2    1|  alike and shepherd Pan hath care.~Nor with the reed’s edge
3  III|  late by him~Committed to my care.~Menalcas.~O every way~Unhappy
4  III|  fruitful, for my songs hath care.”~Menalcas.~“Me Phoebus
5 VIII| mortal doings hath regard or care.~“Begin, my flute, with
6 VIII|      Daphnis pine, and I not care to heal.~“Draw from the
7    X|       he cried, “thy bosom’s care~Another love is following.“