Eclogue 3: Menalcas Daemoetas Palaemon Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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MENALCASA
Who owns the flock Damoetas MeliboeusA
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DAMOETASA
Nay they are Aegon's sheep of late by himB
Committed to my careC
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MENALCASA
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O every wayD
Unhappy sheep unhappy flock while heE
Still courts Neaera fearing lest her choiceA
Should fall on me this hireling shepherd hereF
Wrings hourly twice their udders from the flockG
Filching the life juice from the lambs their milkH
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DAMOETASA
Hold not so ready with your jeers at menI
We know who once and in what shrine with youJ
The he goats looked aside the light nymphs laughedK
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MENALCASA
Ay then I warrant when they saw me slashL
Micon's young vines and trees with spiteful hookM
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DAMOETASA
Or here by these old beeches when you brokeN
The bow and arrows of Damon for you chafedO
When first you saw them given to the boyP
Cross grained Menalcas ay and had you notQ
Done him some mischief would have chafed to deathR
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MENALCASA
With thieves so daring what can masters doJ
Did I not see you rogue in ambush lieS
For Damon's goat while loud Lycisca barkedT
And when I cried 'Where is he off to nowU
Gather your flock together Tityrus '-
You hid behind the sedgesA
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DAMOETASA
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Well was heE
Whom I had conquered still to keep the goatV
Which in the piping match my pipe had wonW
You may not know it but the goat was mineX
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MENALCASA
You out pipe him when had you ever pipeY
Wax welded in the cross ways used you notQ
On grating straw some miserable tuneZ
To mangleA2
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DAMOETASA
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Well then shall we try our skillB2
Each against each in turn Lest you be lothC2
I pledge this heifer every day she comesA
Twice to the milking pail and feeds withalB2
Two young ones at her udder say you nowU
What you will stake upon the match with meE
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MENALCASA
Naught from the flock I'll venture for at homeD2
I have a father and a step dame harshE2
And twice a day both reckon up the flockG
And one withal the kids But I will stakeF2
Seeing you are so mad what you yourselfG2
Will own more priceless far two beechen cupsA
By the divine art of AlcimedonU
Wrought and embossed whereon a limber vineU
Wreathed round them by the graver's facile toolB2
Twines over clustering ivy berries paleB2
Two figures one Conon in the midst he setH2
And one how call you him who with his wandI2
Marked out for all men the whole round of heavenU
That they who reap or stoop behind the ploughU
Might know their several seasons Nor as yetH2
Have I set lip to them but lay them byS
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DAMOETASA
For me too wrought the same AlcimedonU
A pair of cups and round the handles wreathedH2
Pliant acanthus Orpheus in the midstH2
The forests following in his wake nor yetH2
Have I set lip to them but lay them byS
Matched with a heifer who would prate of cupsA
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MENALCASA
You shall not balk me now where'er you bidH2
I shall be with you only let us haveJ2
For auditor or see to serve our turnU
Yonder Palaemon comes In singing boutsA
I'll see you play the challenger no moreK2
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DAMOETASA
Out then with what you have I shall not shrinkL2
Nor budge for any man only do youJ
Neighbour Palaemon with your whole heart's skillB2
For it is no slight matter play your partH2
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PALAEMONU
Say on then since on the greensward we sitH2
And now is burgeoning both field and treeE
Now is the forest green and now the yearM2
At fairest Do you first Damoetas singN2
Then you Menalcas in alternate strainU
Alternate strains are to the Muses dearM2
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DAMOETASA
'From Jove the Muse began Jove filleth allB2
Makes the earth fruitful for my songs hath care '-
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MENALCASA
'Me Phoebus loves for Phoebus his own giftsA
Bays and sweet blushing hyacinths I keep '-
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DAMOETASA
'Gay Galatea throws an apple at meE
Then hies to the willows hoping to be seen '-
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MENALCASA
'My dear Amyntas comes unasked to meE
Not Delia to my dogs is better known '-
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DAMOETASA
'Gifts for my love I've found mine eyes have markedH2
Where the wood pigeons build their airy nests '-
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MENALCASA
'Ten golden apples have I sent my boyP
All that I could to morrow as many more '-
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DAMOETASA
'What words to me and uttered O how oftH2
Hath Galatea spoke waft some of themO2
Ye winds I pray you for the gods to hear '-
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MENALCASA
'It profiteth me naught Amyntas mineU
That in your very heart you spurn me notH2
If while you hunt the boar I guard the nets '-
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DAMOETASA
'Prithee Iollas for my birthday guestH2
Send me your Phyllis when for the young cropsA
I slay my heifer you yourself shall come '-
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MENALCASA
'I am all hers she wept to see me goP2
And lingering on the word 'farewell' she saidH2
'My beautiful Iollas fare you well ''-
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DAMOETASA
'Fell as the wolf is to the folded flockG
Rain to ripe corn Sirocco to the treesA
The wrath of Amaryllis is to me '-
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MENALCASA
'As moisture to the corn to ewes with youngQ2
Lithe willow as arbute to the yeanling kidsA
So sweet Amyntas and none else to me '-
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DAMOETASA
'My Muse although she be but country bredH2
Is loved by Pollio O Pierian MaidsA
Pray you a heifer for your reader feed '-
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MENALCASA
'Pollio himself too doth new verses makeF2
Feed ye a bull now ripe to butt with hornU
And scatter with his hooves the flying sand '-
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DAMOETASA
'Who loves thee Pollio may he thither comeR2
Where thee he joys beholding ay for himB
Let honey flow the thorn bush spices bear '-
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MENALCASA
'Who hates not Bavius let him also loveS2
Thy songs O Maevius ay and therewithalB2
Yoke foxes to his car and he goats milk '-
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DAMOETASA
'You picking flowers and strawberries that growP2
So near the ground fly hence boys get you goneU
There's a cold adder lurking in the grass '-
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MENALCASA
'Forbear my sheep to tread too near the brinkL2
Yon bank is ill to trust to even nowU
The ram himself see dries his dripping fleece '-
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DAMOETASA
'Back with the she goats Tityrus grazing thereC
So near the river I when time shall serveT2
Will take them all and wash them in the pool '-
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MENALCASA
'Boys get your sheep together if the heatH2
As late it did forestall us with the milkH
Vainly the dried up udders shall we wring '-
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DAMOETASA
'How lean my bull amid the fattening vetchE2
Alack alack for herdsman and for herdH2
It is the self same love that wastes us both '-
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MENALCASA
'These truly nor is even love the causeA
Scarce have the flesh to keep their bones togetherU2
Some evil eye my lambkins hath bewitched '-
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DAMOETASA
'Say in what clime and you shall be withalB2
My great Apollo the whole breadth of heavenU
Opens no wider than three ells to view '-
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MENALCASA
'Say in what country grow such flowers as bearC
The names of kings upon their petals writH2
And you shall have fair Phyllis for your own '-
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PALAEMONU
Not mine betwixt such rivals to decideH2
You well deserve the heifer so does heE
With all who either fear the sweets of loveS2
Or taste its bitterness Now boys shut offV2
The sluices for the fields have drunk their fillB2

Publius Vergilius Maro



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