Eclogue

1    I|     tend,~On clover-flower, or bitter willows, browse.~Tityrus.~
2   VI|      and then~With moss-bound, bitter bark rings round the forms~
3   VI|    Brow-bound with flowers and bitter parsley, spake:~“These reeds
4  VII|  Thyrsis.~“Now may I seem more bitter to your taste~Than herb
5    X| glidest on,~May Doris blend no bitter wave with thine,~Begin!
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