Eclogue Vii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCDEFGHIBJKLAMNAOPQA RLSAATG CUVAW ALXPY CBZA2B2 AAC2D2E2 CCAAL AF2G2LC2 CDPCA ALH2I2E2 CJ2ALL AK2AOL CLAGA AGL2M2B AN2O2A

MELIBOEUS CORYDON THYRSISA
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Daphnis beneath a rustling ilex treeB
Had sat him down Thyrsis and CorydonC
Had gathered in the flock Thyrsis the sheepD
And Corydon the she goats swollen with milkE
Both in the flower of age Arcadians bothF
Ready to sing and in like strain replyG
Hither had strayed while from the frost I fendH
My tender myrtles the he goat himselfI
Lord of the flock when Daphnis I espyB
Soon as he saw me 'Hither haste ' he criedJ
'O Meliboeus goat and kids are safeK
And if you have an idle hour to spareL
Rest here beneath the shade Hither the steersA
Will through the meadows of their own free willM
Untended come to drink Here Mincius hathN
With tender rushes rimmed his verdant banksA
And from yon sacred oak with busy humO
The bees are swarming ' What was I to doP
No Phyllis or Alcippe left at homeQ
Had I to shelter my new weaned lambsA
And no slight matter was a singing boutR
'Twixt Corydon and Thyrsis Howsoe'erL
I let my business wait upon their sportS
So they began to sing voice answering voiceA
In strains alternate for alternate strainsA
The Muses then were minded to recallT
First Corydon then Thyrsis in replyG
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CorydonC
'Libethrian Nymphs who are my heart's delightU
Grant me as doth my Codrus so to singV
Next to Apollo he or if to thisA
We may not all attain my tuneful pipeW
Here on this sacred pine shall silent hang '-
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ThyrsisA
'Arcadian shepherds wreathe with ivy sprayL
Your budding poet so that Codrus burstX
With envy if he praise beyond my dueP
Then bind my brow with foxglove lest his tongueY
With evil omen blight the coming bard '-
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CorydonC
'This bristling boar's head Delian Maid to theeB
With branching antlers of a sprightly stagZ
Young Micon offers if his luck but holdA2
Full length in polished marble ankle boundB2
With purple buskin shall thy statue stand '-
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ThyrsisA
'A bowl of milk Priapus and these cakesA
Yearly it is enough for thee to claimC2
Thou art the guardian of a poor man's plotD2
Wrought for a while in marble if the flockE2
At lambing time be filled stand there in gold '-
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CorydonC
'Daughter of Nereus Galatea mineC
Sweeter than Hybla thyme more white than swansA
Fairer than ivy pale soon as the steersA
Shall from their pasture to the stalls repairL
If aught for Corydon thou carest come '-
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ThyrsisA
'Now may I seem more bitter to your tasteF2
Than herb Sardinian rougher than the broomG2
More worthless than strewn sea weed if to dayL
Hath not a year out lasted Fie for shameC2
Go home my cattle from your grazing go '-
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CorydonC
'Ye mossy springs and grass more soft than sleepD
And arbute green with thin shade sheltering youP
Ward off the solstice from my flock for nowC
Comes on the burning summer now the budsA
Upon the limber vine shoot 'gin to swell '-
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ThyrsisA
'Here is a hearth and resinous logs here fireL
Unstinted and doors black with ceaseless smokeH2
Here heed we Boreas' icy breath as muchI2
As the wolf heeds the number of the flockE2
Or furious rivers their restraining banks '-
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CorydonC
'The junipers and prickly chestnuts standJ2
And 'neath each tree lie strewn their several fruitsA
Now the whole world is smiling but if fairL
Alexis from these hill slopes should awayL
Even the rivers you would see run dry '-
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ThyrsisA
'The field is parched the grass blades thirst to deathK2
In the faint air Liber hath grudged the hillsA
His vine's o'er shadowing should my Phyllis comeO
Green will be all the grove and JupiterL
Descend in floods of fertilizing rain '-
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CorydonC
'The poplar doth Alcides hold most dearL
The vine Iacchus Phoebus his own baysA
And Venus fair the myrtle therewithalG
Phyllis doth hazels love and while she lovesA
Myrtle nor bay the hazel shall out vie '-
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ThyrsisA
'Ash in the forest is most beautifulG
Pine in the garden poplar by the streamL2
Fir on the mountain height but if more oftM2
Thou'ldst come to me fair Lycidas to theeB
Both forest ash and garden pine should bow '-
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MeliboeusA
These I remember and how Thyrsis stroveN2
For victory in vain From that time forthO2
Is Corydon still Corydon with usA

Virgil



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