Eclogue

1  III| airy nests.”~Menalcas.~“Ten golden apples have I sent my boy,~
2   IV|   The iron shall cease, the golden race arise,~Befriend him,
3   IV|  waving corn-crops shall to golden grow,~From the wild briar
4 VIII|  the sheep,~Tough oaks bear golden apples, alder-trees~Bloom
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