Eclogue 10: Gallus Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHBIJKLMNOPQRN SGTUVCWWTVSXSNSSYNZN SA2SVB2C2OND2E2GD2F2 NG2NNSH2GI2SSSBJ2LVV NSNK2L2ENM2NN2D2HNVG NZ NSGO2P2A2D2SN2VVThis now the very latest of my toils | A |
Vouchsafe me Arethusa needs must I | B |
Sing a brief song to Gallus brief but yet | C |
Such as Lycoris' self may fitly read | D |
Who would not sing for Gallus So when thou | E |
Beneath Sicanian billows glidest on | F |
May Doris blend no bitter wave with thine | G |
Begin The love of Gallus be our theme | H |
And the shrewd pangs he suffered while hard by | B |
The flat nosed she goats browse the tender brush | I |
We sing not to deaf ears no word of ours | J |
But the woods echo it What groves or lawns | K |
Held you ye Dryad maidens when for love | L |
Love all unworthy of a loss so dear | M |
Gallus lay dying for neither did the slopes | N |
Of Pindus or Parnassus stay you then | O |
No nor Aonian Aganippe Him | P |
Even the laurels and the tamarisks wept | Q |
For him outstretched beneath a lonely rock | R |
Wept pine clad Maenalus and the flinty crags | N |
Of cold Lycaeus The sheep too stood around | S |
Of us they feel no shame poet divine | G |
Nor of the flock be thou ashamed even fair | T |
Adonis by the rivers fed his sheep | U |
Came shepherd too and swine herd footing slow | V |
And from the winter acorns dripping wet | C |
Menalcas All with one accord exclaim | W |
'From whence this love of thine ' Apollo came | W |
'Gallus art mad ' he cried 'thy bosom's care | T |
Another love is following 'Therewithal | V |
Silvanus came with rural honours crowned | S |
The flowering fennels and tall lilies shook | X |
Before him Yea and our own eyes beheld | S |
Pan god of Arcady with blood red juice | N |
Of the elder berry and with vermilion dyed | S |
'Wilt ever make an end ' quoth he 'behold | S |
Love recks not aught of it his heart no more | Y |
With tears is sated than with streams the grass | N |
Bees with the cytisus or goats with leaves ' | Z |
'Yet will ye sing Arcadians of my woes | N |
Upon your mountains ' sadly he replied | S |
'Arcadians that alone have skill to sing | A2 |
O then how softly would my ashes rest | S |
If of my love one day your flutes should tell | V |
And would that I of your own fellowship | B2 |
Or dresser of the ripening grape had been | C2 |
Or guardian of the flock for surely then | O |
Let Phyllis or Amyntas or who else | N |
Bewitch me what if swart Amyntas be | D2 |
Dark is the violet dark the hyacinth | E2 |
Among the willows 'neath the limber vine | G |
Reclining would my love have lain with me | D2 |
Phyllis plucked garlands or Amyntas sung | F2 |
Here are cool springs soft mead and grove Lycoris | N |
Here might our lives with time have worn away | G2 |
But me mad love of the stern war god holds | N |
Armed amid weapons and opposing foes | N |
Whilst thou Ah might I but believe it not | S |
Alone without me and from home afar | H2 |
Look'st upon Alpine snows and frozen Rhine | G |
Ah may the frost not hurt thee may the sharp | I2 |
And jagged ice not wound thy tender feet | S |
I will depart re tune the songs I framed | S |
In verse Chalcidian to the oaten reed | S |
Of the Sicilian swain Resolved am I | B |
In the woods rather with wild beasts to couch | J2 |
And bear my doom and character my love | L |
Upon the tender tree trunks they will grow | V |
And you my love grow with them And meanwhile | V |
I with the Nymphs will haunt Mount Maenalus | N |
Or hunt the keen wild boar No frost so cold | S |
But I will hem with hounds thy forest glades | N |
Parthenius Even now methinks I range | K2 |
O'er rocks through echoing groves and joy to launch | L2 |
Cydonian arrows from a Parthian bow | E |
As if my madness could find healing thus | N |
Or that god soften at a mortal's grief | M2 |
Now neither Hamadryads no nor songs | N |
Delight me more ye woods away with you | N2 |
No pangs of ours can change him not though we | D2 |
In the mid frost should drink of Hebrus' stream | H |
And in wet winters face Sithonian snows | N |
Or when the bark of the tall elm tree bole | V |
Of drought is dying should under Cancer's Sign | G |
In Aethiopian deserts drive our flocks | N |
Love conquers all things yield we too to love ' | Z |
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These songs Pierian Maids shall it suffice | N |
Your poet to have sung the while he sat | S |
And of slim mallow wove a basket fine | G |
To Gallus ye will magnify their worth | O2 |
Gallus for whom my love grows hour by hour | P2 |
As the green alder shoots in early Spring | A2 |
Come let us rise the shade is wont to be | D2 |
Baneful to singers baneful is the shade | S |
Cast by the juniper crops sicken too | N2 |
In shade Now homeward having fed your fill | V |
Eve's star is rising go my she goats go | V |
Publius Vergilius Maro
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