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Just where it fell his garland lay hard by;
And on worn handle hung his ponderous can.
They—for the old man oft had cheated each
Of promised songs-draw near, and make his
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Fetters to bind him. Ægle makes a third,
(Ægle, the loveliest of the Naiad maids,)
To back their fears : and, as his eyes unclose,
Paints brow and temples red with mulberry.
He, laughing at the trick, cries, “Wherefore weave
These fetters ? Lads, unbind me; 'tis enough
But to have seemed to have me in your power,
Ye ask a song; then listen. You I'll pay
With song: for her I've other meed in store.”
And forthwith he begins. Then might you see 30
Move to the music Faun and forest-beast,
And tall oaks bow their heads. Not so delights
Parnassus in Apollo : not so charmed
At Orpheus Rhodope and Ismarus.

For this he sang :-How, drawn from that vast

void, Gathered the germs of earth and air and sea

And liquid flame. How the Beginning sprang Thence, and the young world waxed into a ball. Then Earth, grown harder, walled the sea-god off In seas, and slowly took substantial form : 40 Till on an awed world dawned the wondrous sun, And straight from heaven, by clouds unbroken, fell The showers; as woods first bourgeoned, here and

there A wild beast wandering over hills unknown. Of Pyrrha casting stones, and Saturn's reign, The stolen fire, the eagles of the rock, He sings: and then, beside what spring last

seen The sailors called for Hylas—till the shore All rang with ‘Hylas,' 'Hylas :'--and consoles (Happy if horned herds never had been born,) 50 With some fair bullock's love Pasiphae. Ah! hapless maid! What madness this of thine ? Once a king's daughters made believe to low, And ranged the leas : but neither stooped to ask Those base beasts' love: though each had often

feared To find the ploughman's gear about her neck,

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And felt on her smooth brow for budding horns. Ah! hapless maid! Thou roam’st from hill to hill: He under some dark oak-his snowy side Cushioned on hyacinths--chews the pale-green

grass, Or woos some favourite from the herd. "Close,

Nymphs, Dictæan Nymphs, oh close the forest-glades ! If a bull's random footprints by some chance Should greet me! Lured, may be, by greener

grass, Or in the herd's wake following, vagrant kine May bring him straight into my father's fold !" - Then sings he of that maid who paused to gaze At the charmed apples :-and surrounds with moss, Bitter tree-moss, the daughters of the Sun, Till up they spring tall alders. Then he sings 70 How Gallus, wandering to Parnassus' stream, A sister led to the Aonian hills, And, in a mortal's honour, straight uprose The choir of Phoebus : How that priest of song, The shepherd Linus,-all his hair with flowers And bitter parsley shining,-spake to him.

“Take-lo! the Muses give it thee—this pipe,.
Once that Ascræan's old: to this would he
Sing till the sturdy mountain-ash came down.
Sing thou on this, whence sprang Æolia's grove, 80
Till in no wood Apollo glory more."
· So on and on he sang :-How Nisus, famed
In story, troubled the Dulichian ships;
And in the deep seas bid her sea-dogs rend
The trembling sailors. Tereus' tale he told,
How he was changed: what banquet Philomel,
What present, decked for him: and how she flew
To the far wilderness; and flying paused-
(Poor thing)—to flutter round her ancient home.

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All songs which one day Phoebus sang to

charmed Eurotas—and the laurels learnt them offHe sang. The thrilled vales fling them to the stars. Till Hesper bade them house and count their flocks, And journeyed all unwelcome up the sky.

ECLOGUE VII.

MELIBEUS, CORYDON, THYRSIS.

M. DAPHNIS was seated 'neath a murmurous oak,

When Corydon and Thyrsis (so it chanced)
Had driv'n their two flocks—one of sheep, and

one
Of teeming goats-together: herdsmen both,,
Both in life's spring, and able well to sing,
Or, challenged, to reply. To that same spot
I, guarding my young myrtles from the frost,
Find my goat strayed, the patriarch of the

herd:
And .straight spy Daphnis. He, espying me
In turn, cries, “Melibæus ! hither, quick! 10
Thy goat, and kids, are safe. And if thou

hast
An hour to spare, sit down beneath the shade.
Hither unbid will troop across the leas
The kine to drink : green Mincius fringes here

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