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GALLUS	A
	-
This now the very latest of my toils	B
Vouchsafe me Arethusa needs must I	C
Sing a brief song to Gallus brief but yet	D
Such as Lycoris' self may fitly read	E
Who would not sing for Gallus So when thou	F
Beneath Sicanian billows glidest on	G
May Doris blend no bitter wave with thine	H
Begin The love of Gallus be our theme	I
And the shrewd pangs he suffered while hard by	C
The flat nosed she goats browse the tender brush	J
We sing not to deaf ears no word of ours	K
But the woods echo it What groves or lawns	L
Held you ye Dryad maidens when for love	M
Love all unworthy of a loss so dear	N
Gallus lay dying for neither did the slopes	O
Of Pindus or Parnassus stay you then	P
No nor Aonian Aganippe Him	Q
Even the laurels and the tamarisks wept	R
For him outstretched beneath a lonely rock	S
Wept pine clad Maenalus and the flinty crags	O
Of cold Lycaeus The sheep too stood around	T
Of us they feel no shame poet divine	H
Nor of the flock be thou ashamed even fair	U
Adonis by the rivers fed his sheep	V
Came shepherd too and swine herd footing slow	W
And from the winter acorns dripping wet	D
Menalcas All with one accord exclaim	X
'From whence this love of thine ' Apollo came	X
'Gallus art mad ' he cried 'thy bosom's care	U
Another love is following 'Therewithal	W
Silvanus came with rural honours crowned	T
The flowering fennels and tall lilies shook	Y
Before him Yea and our own eyes beheld	T
Pan god of Arcady with blood red juice	O
Of the elder berry and with vermilion dyed	T
'Wilt ever make an end ' quoth he 'behold	T
Love recks not aught of it his heart no more	Z
With tears is sated than with streams the grass	O
Bees with the cytisus or goats with leaves '	-
'Yet will ye sing Arcadians of my woes	O
Upon your mountains ' sadly he replied	T
'Arcadians that alone have skill to sing	A2
O then how softly would my ashes rest	T
If of my love one day your flutes should tell	W
And would that I of your own fellowship	B2
Or dresser of the ripening grape had been	C2
Or guardian of the flock for surely then	P
Let Phyllis or Amyntas or who else	O
Bewitch me what if swart Amyntas be	D2
Dark is the violet dark the hyacinth	E2
Among the willows 'neath the limber vine	H
Reclining would my love have lain with me	D2
Phyllis plucked garlands or Amyntas sung	F2
Here are cool springs soft mead and grove Lycoris	O
Here might our lives with time have worn away	G2
But me mad love of the stern war god holds	O
Armed amid weapons and opposing foes	O
Whilst thou Ah might I but believe it not	T
Alone without me and from home afar	H2
Look'st upon Alpine snows and frozen Rhine	H
Ah may the frost not hurt thee may the sharp	I2
And jagged ice not wound thy tender feet	T
I will depart re tune the songs I framed	T
In verse Chalcidian to the oaten reed	T
Of the Sicilian swain Resolved am I	C
In the woods rather with wild beasts to couch	J2
And bear my doom and character my love	M
Upon the tender tree trunks they will grow	W
And you my love grow with them And meanwhile	W
I with the Nymphs will haunt Mount Maenalus	O
Or hunt the keen wild boar No frost so cold	T
But I will hem with hounds thy forest glades	O
Parthenius Even now methinks I range	K2
O'er rocks through echoing groves and joy to launch	L2
Cydonian arrows from a Parthian bow	F
As if my madness could find healing thus	O
Or that god soften at a mortal's grief	M2
Now neither Hamadryads no nor songs	O
Delight me more ye woods away with you	N2
No pangs of ours can change him not though we	D2
In the mid frost should drink of Hebrus' stream	I
And in wet winters face Sithonian snows	O
Or when the bark of the tall elm tree bole	W
Of drought is dying should under Cancer's Sign	H
In Aethiopian deserts drive our flocks	O
Love conquers all things yield we too to love '	-
These songs Pierian Maids shall it suffice	O
Your poet to have sung the while he sat	T
And of slim mallow wove a basket fine	H
To Gallus ye will magnify their worth	O2
Gallus for whom my love grows hour by hour	P2
As the green alder shoots in early Spring	A2
Come let us rise the shade is wont to be	D2
Baneful to singers baneful is the shade	T
Cast by the juniper crops sicken too	N2
In shade Now homeward having fed your fill	W
Eve's star is rising go my she goats go	W

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