Eclogue Viii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BAAACDEAFGHIJKLMNAOA PQ RSJTUTTAAATOAVTWXAYA ZAATBTA2AB2TC2D2TE2A AF2ATATC2BMTANAG2OAT NATH2I2TN ABT ATGOC2TJ2K2RL2J2TK2T OC2TK2AC2OK2C2AOAM2C 2K2C2TM2K2AOK2N2MTTK 2O2TP2AAM2K2Q2R2OC2M K2AS2M2C2T2OTA| TO POLLIO DAMON ALPHESIBOEUS | A |
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| Of Damon and Alphesiboeus now | B |
| Those shepherd singers at whose rival strains | A |
| The heifer wondering forgot to graze | A |
| The lynx stood awe struck and the flowing streams | A |
| Unwonted loiterers stayed their course to hear | C |
| How Damon and Alphesiboeus sang | D |
| Their pastoral ditties will I tell the tale | E |
| Thou whether broad Timavus' rocky banks | A |
| Thou now art passing or dost skirt the shore | F |
| Of the Illyrian main will ever dawn | G |
| That day when I thy deeds may celebrate | H |
| Ever that day when through the whole wide world | I |
| I may renown thy verse that verse alone | J |
| Of Sophoclean buskin worthy found | K |
| With thee began to thee shall end the strain | L |
| Take thou these songs that owe their birth to thee | M |
| And deign around thy temples to let creep | N |
| This ivy chaplet 'twixt the conquering bays | A |
| Scarce had night's chilly shade forsook the sky | O |
| What time to nibbling sheep the dewy grass | A |
| Tastes sweetest when on his smooth shepherd staff | P |
| Of olive leaning Damon thus began | Q |
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| Damon | R |
| 'Rise Lucifer and heralding the light | S |
| Bring in the genial day while I make moan | J |
| Fooled by vain passion for a faithless bride | T |
| For Nysa and with this my dying breath | U |
| Call on the gods though little it bestead | T |
| The gods who heard her vows and heeded not | T |
| 'Begin my flute with me Maenalian lays | A |
| Ever hath Maenalus his murmuring groves | A |
| And whispering pines and ever hears the songs | A |
| Of love lorn shepherds and of Pan who first | T |
| Brooked not the tuneful reed should idle lie | O |
| 'Begin my flute with me Maenalian lays | A |
| Nysa to Mopsus given what may not then | V |
| We lovers look for soon shall we see mate | T |
| Griffins with mares and in the coming age | W |
| Shy deer and hounds together come to drink | X |
| 'Begin my flute with me Maenalian lays | A |
| Now Mopsus cut new torches for they bring | Y |
| Your bride along now bridegroom scatter nuts | A |
| Forsaking Oeta mounts the evening star | Z |
| 'Begin my flute with me Maenalian lays | A |
| O worthy of thy mate while all men else | A |
| Thou scornest and with loathing dost behold | T |
| My shepherd's pipe my goats my shaggy brow | B |
| And untrimmed beard nor deem'st that any god | T |
| For mortal doings hath regard or care | A2 |
| 'Begin my flute with me Maenalian lays | A |
| Once with your mother in our orchard garth | B2 |
| A little maid I saw you I your guide | T |
| Plucking the dewy apples My twelfth year | C2 |
| I scarce had entered and could barely reach | D2 |
| The brittle boughs I looked and I was lost | T |
| A sudden frenzy swept my wits away | E2 |
| 'Begin my flute with me Maenalian lays | A |
| Now know I what Love is 'mid savage rocks | A |
| Tmaros or Rhodope brought forth the boy | F2 |
| Or Garamantes in earth's utmost bounds | A |
| No kin of ours nor of our blood begot | T |
| 'Begin my flute with me Maenalian lays | A |
| Fierce Love it was once steeled a mother's heart | T |
| With her own offspring's blood her hands to imbrue | C2 |
| Mother thou too wert cruel say wert thou | B |
| More cruel mother or more ruthless he | M |
| Ruthless the boy thou mother cruel too | T |
| 'Begin my flute with me Maenalian lays | A |
| Now let the wolf turn tail and fly the sheep | N |
| Tough oaks bear golden apples alder trees | A |
| Bloom with narcissus flower the tamarisk | G2 |
| Sweat with rich amber and the screech owl vie | O |
| In singing with the swan let Tityrus | A |
| Be Orpheus Orpheus in the forest glade | T |
| Arion 'mid his dolphins on the deep | N |
| 'Begin my flute with me Maenalian lays | A |
| Yea be the whole earth to mid ocean turned | T |
| Farewell ye woodlands I from the tall peak | H2 |
| Of yon aerial rock will headlong plunge | I2 |
| Into the billows this my latest gift | T |
| From dying lips bequeathed thee see thou keep | N |
| Cease now my flute now cease Maenalian lays ' | - |
| Thus Damon but do ye Pierian Maids | A |
| We cannot all do all things tell me how | B |
| Alphesiboeus to his strain replied | T |
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| Alphesiboeus | A |
| 'Bring water and with soft wool fillet bind | T |
| These altars round about and burn thereon | G |
| Rich vervain and male frankincense that I | O |
| May strive with magic spells to turn astray | C2 |
| My lover's saner senses whereunto | T |
| There lacketh nothing save the power of song | J2 |
| 'Draw from the town my songs draw Daphnis home | K2 |
| Songs can the very moon draw down from heaven | R |
| Circe with singing changed from human form | L2 |
| The comrades of Ulysses and by song | J2 |
| Is the cold meadow snake asunder burst | T |
| 'Draw from the town my songs draw Daphnis home | K2 |
| These triple threads of threefold colour first | T |
| I twine about thee and three times withal | O |
| Around these altars do thine image bear | C2 |
| Uneven numbers are the god's delight | T |
| 'Draw from the town my songs draw Daphnis home | K2 |
| Now Amaryllis ply in triple knots | A |
| The threefold colours ply them fast and say | C2 |
| This is the chain of Venus that I ply | O |
| 'Draw from the town my songs draw Daphnis home | K2 |
| As by the kindling of the self same fire | C2 |
| Harder this clay this wax the softer grows | A |
| So by my love may Daphnis sprinkle meal | O |
| And with bitumen burn the brittle bays | A |
| Me Daphnis with his cruelty doth burn | M2 |
| I to melt cruel Daphnis burn this bay | C2 |
| 'Draw from the town my songs draw Daphnis home | K2 |
| As when some heifer seeking for her steer | C2 |
| Through woodland and deep grove sinks wearied out | T |
| On the green sedge beside a stream love lorn | M2 |
| Nor marks the gathering night that calls her home | K2 |
| As pines that heifer with such love as hers | A |
| May Daphnis pine and I not care to heal | O |
| 'Draw from the town my songs draw Daphnis home | K2 |
| These relics once dear pledges of himself | N2 |
| The traitor left me which O earth to thee | M |
| Here on this very threshold I commit | T |
| Pledges that bind him to redeem the debt | T |
| 'Draw from the town my songs draw Daphnis home | K2 |
| These herbs of bane to me did Moeris give | O2 |
| In Pontus culled where baneful herbs abound | T |
| With these full oft have I seen Moeris change | P2 |
| To a wolf's form and hide him in the woods | A |
| Oft summon spirits from the tomb's recess | A |
| And to new fields transport the standing corn | M2 |
| 'Draw from the town my songs draw Daphnis home | K2 |
| Take ashes Amaryllis fetch them forth | Q2 |
| And o'er your head into the running brook | R2 |
| Fling them nor look behind with these will | O |
| Upon the heart of Daphnis make essay | C2 |
| Nothing for gods nothing for songs cares he | M |
| 'Draw from the town my songs draw Daphnis home | K2 |
| Look look I the very embers of themselves | A |
| Have caught the altar with a flickering flame | S2 |
| While I delay to fetch them may the sign | M2 |
| Prove lucky something it must mean for sure | C2 |
| And Hylax on the threshold 'gins to bark | T2 |
| May we believe it or are lovers still | O |
| By their own fancies fooled | T |
| Give o'er my songs | A |
| Daphnis is coming from the town give o'er ' | - |
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