Eclogue 6: To Varus (Publius Vergilius Maro Poems)
First my Thalia stooped in sportive moodTo Syracusan strains, nor blushed withinThe woods to house her. When I sought to ...
First my Thalia stooped in sportive moodTo Syracusan strains, nor blushed withinThe woods to house her. When I sought to ...
TO VARUSFirst my Thalia stooped in sportive moodTo Syracusan strains, nor blushed withinThe woods to house her. When I sought ...
THEN, suddenly, I was aware indeedOf what he said, and was revolving it:How, in the night, crows often take to ...
On summer afternoons I sitQuiescent by you in the park,And idly watch the sunbeams gildAnd tint the ash-trees' bark.Or else ...
The Western sun, ere he sought his lair, Skimm'd the treetops, and ...
I.I stood in an ancient gardenWith high red walls around;Over them grey and green lichensIn shadowy arabesque wound.The topmost climbing ...
Sitteth by the red cairn a brown One, a hoofed One, High upon the mountain, where the grasses fail. Where ...
I walked in a half-mown flowering meadow by the sea's- Edge of the grass, where yesterday the mower went. Bloomy ...
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