Eclogue

1    1|  my gifts you spurn.~Come hither, beauteous boy; for you
2  VII| and in like strain reply.~Hither had strayed, while from
3  VII| espy!~Soon as he saw me, “Hither haste,” he cried,~“O Meliboeus!
4  VII|   here beneath the shade. Hither the steers~Will through
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