Poems by Virgil
Ecologue IX
... Lycidas. Your pleas but linger out my heart's desire: ...
Eclogue IV
... Nathless Yet shall there lurk within of ancient wrong ...
Ecologue I
... Tityrus. Sooner shall light stags, therefore, feed in air, ...
The Georgics
... When heaven's fourth hour draws on the thickening drought, ...
from Georgics, III
... Tis then the shapeless Bear his Den forsakes ...
Aeneid, II, 692 - end
... We will all meet there, though perhaps by different ways ...
Eclogue V
... Menalcas. First this frail hemlock-stalk to you I give, ...
Eclogue III
... " Damoetas. "You, picking flowers and strawberries that grow ...
Eclogue VIII
... Take thou these songs that owe their birth to thee, ...
Eclogue VII
... Thyrsis. "The field is parched, the grass-blades thirst to death ...
Aeneid
... describing to him the various scenes of that place, and conducting him to his ...
Eclogue VI
... Fall, as the clouds soared higher, what time the woods ...
Eclogue X
... "Therewithal Silvanus came, with rural honours crowned ...
Ecologue II
... Corydon, You are a boor, nor heeds a whit your gifts ...
