Eclogue Vi Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCDEAFGAHIAJAKLAMKNO PQRSTUAIVWAVXYZRA2SA SB2VXC2FAD2AAE2F2TG2 WG2H2I2WCWAJ2K2RAA2A L2A2AAAASM2ASN2AO2AP 2JWA2Q2SA2B2R2AS2L2S JT2FH2U2V2B2AE2P2W2S X2WU2

TO VARUSA
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First my Thalia stooped in sportive moodB
To Syracusan strains nor blushed withinC
The woods to house her When I sought to tellD
Of battles and of kings the Cynthian godE
Plucked at mine ear and warned me 'TityrusA
Beseems a shepherd wight to feed fat sheepF
But sing a slender song ' Now Varus IG
For lack there will not who would laud thy deedsA
And treat of dolorous wars will rather tuneH
To the slim oaten reed my silvan layI
I sing but as vouchsafed me yet even thisA
If if but one with ravished eyes should readJ
Of thee O Varus shall our tamarisksA
And all the woodland ring nor can there beK
A page more dear to Phoebus than the pageL
Where foremost writ the name of Varus standsA
Speed ye Pierian Maids Within a caveM
Young Chromis and Mnasyllos chanced to seeK
Silenus sleeping flushed as was his wontN
With wine of yesterday Not far aloofO
Slipped from his head the garlands lay and thereP
By its worn handle hung a ponderous cupQ
Approaching for the old man many a timeR
Had balked them both of a long hoped for songS
Garlands to fetters turned they bind him fastT
Then Aegle fairest of the Naiad bandU
Aegle came up to the half frightened boysA
Came and as now with open eyes he layI
With juice of blood red mulberries smeared him o'erV
Both brow and temples Laughing at their guileW
And crying 'Why tie the fetters loose me boysA
Enough for you to think you had the powerV
Now list the songs you wish for songs for youX
Another meed for her' forthwith beganY
Then might you see the wild things of the woodZ
With Fauns in sportive frolic beat the timeR
And stubborn oaks their branchy summits bowA2
Not Phoebus doth the rude Parnassian cragS
So ravish nor Orpheus so entrance the heightsA
Of Rhodope or Ismarus for he sangS
How through the mighty void the seeds were drivenB2
Of earth air ocean and of liquid fireV
How all that is from these beginnings grewX
And the young world itself took solid shapeC2
Then 'gan its crust to harden and in the deepF
Shut Nereus off and mould the forms of thingsA
Little by little and how the earth amazedD2
Beheld the new sun shining and the showersA
Fall as the clouds soared higher what time the woodsA
'Gan first to rise and living things to roamE2
Scattered among the hills that knew them notF2
Then sang he of the stones by Pyrrha castT
Of Saturn's reign and of Prometheus' theftG2
And the Caucasian birds and told withalW
Nigh to what fountain by his comrades leftG2
The mariners cried on Hylas till the shoreH2
'Then Re echoed 'Hylas Hylas soothedI2
Pasiphae with the love of her white bullW
Happy if cattle kind had never beenC
O ill starred maid what frenzy caught thy soulW
The daughters too of Proetus filled the fieldsA
With their feigned lowings yet no one of themJ2
Of such unhallowed union e'er was fainK2
As with a beast to mate though many a timeR
On her smooth forehead she had sought for hornsA
And for her neck had feared the galling ploughA2
O ill starred maid thou roamest now the hillsA
While on soft hyacinths he his snowy sideL2
Reposing under some dark ilex nowA2
Chews the pale herbage or some heifer tracksA
Amid the crowding herd Now close ye NymphsA
Ye Nymphs of Dicte close the forest gladesA
If haply there may chance upon mine eyesA
The white bull's wandering foot prints him belikeS
Following the herd or by green pasture luredM2
Some kine may guide to the Gortynian stallsA
Then sings he of the maid so wonder struckS
With the apples of the Hesperids and thenN2
With moss bound bitter bark rings round the formsA
Of Phaethon's fair sisters from the groundO2
Up towering into poplars Next he singsA
Of Gallus wandering by Permessus' streamP2
And by a sister of the Muses ledJ
To the Aonian mountains and how allW
The choir of Phoebus rose to greet him howA2
The shepherd Linus singer of songs divineQ2
Brow bound with flowers and bitter parsley spakeS
'These reeds the Muses give thee take them thouA2
Erst to the aged bard of Ascra givenB2
Wherewith in singing he was wont to drawR2
Time rooted ash trees from the mountain heightsA
With these the birth of the Grynean groveS2
Be voiced by thee that of no grove besideL2
Apollo more may boast him ' Wherefore speakS
Of Scylla child of Nisus who 'tis saidJ
Her fair white loins with barking monsters girtT2
Vexed the Dulichian ships and in the deepF
Swift eddying whirlpool with her sea dogs toreH2
The trembling mariners or how he toldU2
Of the changed limbs of Tereus what a feastV2
What gifts to him by Philomel were givenB2
How swift she sought the desert with what wingsA
Hovered in anguish o'er her ancient homeE2
All that of old Eurotas happy streamP2
Heard as Apollo mused upon the lyreW2
And bade his laurels learn Silenus sangS
Till from Olympus loth at his approachX2
Vesper advancing bade the shepherds tellW
Their tale of sheep and pen them in the foldU2

Virgil



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