Eclogue

1    1|     forth his artless strains.~“Cruel Alexis, heed you naught
2 VIII|   imbrue:~Mother, thou too wert cruel; say wert thou~More cruel,
3 VIII|       cruel; say wert thou~More cruel, mother, or more ruthless
4 VIII| Ruthless the boy, thou, mother, cruel too.~“Begin, my flute, with
5 VIII|    cruelty doth burn,~I to melt cruel Daphnis burn this bay.~“
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