Eclogue

1    I|         wonder, Amaryllis, why~You cried to heaven so sadly, and
2    I| water-springs,~The very vineyards, cried aloud for you.~Tityrus.~
3  III|         Lycisca barked?~And when I cried, “Where is he off to now?~
4   VI|         comrades left~The mariners cried on Hylas till the shore~“
5  VII|         saw me, “Hither haste,” he cried,~“O Meliboeus! goat and
6    X|        came;~“Gallus, art mad?” he cried, “thy bosom’s care~Another