Eclogue

1    I|      when my beard~‘Gan whiter fall beneath the barber’s blade -~
2    I|        the shadows lengthening fall!~
3    1|   beauteous boy;~White privets fall, dark hyacinths are culled.~
4  III| fearing lest her choice~Should fall on me, this hireling shepherd
5   VI|       shining, and the showers~Fall, as the clouds soared higher,
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