Eclogue 2: Alexis Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRBS TUVWXYZA2B2VC2D2E2ZF 2VG2H2RI2J2K2L2M2N2V O2P2Q2VQ2J2VR2VS2T2V U2V2W2X2VY2C2W2VZ2Y2 A3W2VW2ZB3C3D3E3VW2Z F3W2X2G3H3VVN2The shepherd Corydon with love was fired | A |
For fair Alexis his own master's joy | B |
No room for hope had he yet none the less | C |
The thick leaved shadowy soaring beech tree grove | D |
Still would he haunt and there alone as thus | E |
To woods and hills pour forth his artless strains | F |
'Cruel Alexis heed you naught my songs | G |
Have you no pity you'll drive me to my death | H |
Now even the cattle court the cooling shade | I |
And the green lizard hides him in the thorn | J |
Now for tired mowers with the fierce heat spent | K |
Pounds Thestilis her mess of savoury herbs | L |
Wild thyme and garlic I with none beside | M |
Save hoarse cicalas shrilling through the brake | N |
Still track your footprints 'neath the broiling sun | O |
Better have borne the petulant proud disdain | P |
Of Amaryllis or Menalcas wooed | Q |
Albeit he was so dark and you so fair | R |
Trust not too much to colour beauteous boy | B |
White privets fall dark hyacinths are culled | S |
You scorn me Alexis who or what I am | T |
Care not to ask how rich in flocks or how | U |
In snow white milk abounding yet for me | V |
Roam on Sicilian hills a thousand lambs | W |
Summer or winter still my milk pails brim | X |
I sing as erst Amphion of Circe sang | Y |
What time he went to call his cattle home | Z |
On Attic Aracynthus Nor am I | A2 |
So ill to look on lately on the beach | B2 |
I saw myself when winds had stilled the sea | V |
And if that mirror lie not would not fear | C2 |
Daphnis to challenge though yourself were judge | D2 |
Ah were you but content with me to dwell | E2 |
Some lowly cot in the rough fields our home | Z |
Shoot down the stags or with green osier wand | F2 |
Round up the straggling flock There you with me | V |
In silvan strains will learn to rival Pan | G2 |
Pan first with wax taught reed with reed to join | H2 |
For sheep alike and shepherd Pan hath care | R |
Nor with the reed's edge fear you to make rough | I2 |
Your dainty lip such arts as these to learn | J2 |
What did Amyntas do what did he not | K2 |
A pipe have I of hemlock stalks compact | L2 |
In lessening lengths Damoetas' dying gift | M2 |
'Mine once ' quoth he 'now yours as heir to own ' | N2 |
Foolish Amyntas heard and envied me | V |
Ay and two fawns I risked my neck to find | O2 |
In a steep glen with coats white dappled still | P2 |
From a sheep's udders suckled twice a day | Q2 |
These still I keep for you which Thestilis | V |
Implores me oft to let her lead away | Q2 |
And she shall have them since my gifts you spurn | J2 |
Come hither beauteous boy for you the Nymphs | V |
Bring baskets see with lilies brimmed for you | R2 |
Plucking pale violets and poppy heads | V |
Now the fair Naiad of narcissus flower | S2 |
And fragrant fennel doth one posy twine | T2 |
With cassia then and other scented herbs | V |
Blends them and sets the tender hyacinth off | U2 |
With yellow marigold I too will pick | V2 |
Quinces all silvered o'er with hoary down | W2 |
Chestnuts which Amaryllis wont to love | X2 |
And waxen plums withal this fruit no less | V |
Shall have its meed of honour and I will pluck | Y2 |
You too ye laurels and you ye myrtles near | C2 |
For so your sweets ye mingle Corydon | W2 |
You are a boor nor heeds a whit your gifts | V |
Alexis no nor would Iollas yield | Z2 |
Should gifts decide the day Alack alack | Y2 |
What misery have I brought upon my head | A3 |
Loosed on the flowers Siroces to my bane | W2 |
And the wild boar upon my crystal springs | V |
Whom do you fly infatuate gods ere now | W2 |
And Dardan Paris have made the woods their home | Z |
Let Pallas keep the towers her hand hath built | B3 |
Us before all things let the woods delight | C3 |
The grim eyed lioness pursues the wolf | D3 |
The wolf the she goat the she goat herself | E3 |
In wanton sport the flowering cytisus | V |
And Corydon Alexis each led on | W2 |
By their own longing See the ox comes home | Z |
With plough up tilted and the shadows grow | F3 |
To twice their length with the departing sun | W2 |
Yet me love burns for who can limit love | X2 |
Ah Corydon Corydon what hath crazed your wit | G3 |
Your vine half pruned hangs on the leafy elm | H3 |
Why haste you not to weave what need requires | V |
Of pliant rush or osier Scorned by this | V |
Elsewhere some new Alexis you will find ' | N2 |
Publius Vergilius Maro
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