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Beneath the solid orb's vast convex bent,
See on the coming year the world intent:

See earth, and sea, and highest heaven rejoice; 60
All but articulate their grateful voice.

"O reach so far my long life's closing strain!
My breath so long to hymn thy deeds remain !
Orpheus, nor Linus, should my verse excel;
Though even Calliope her Orpheus' shell
Should string, and (anxious for the son the sire)
His Linus' numbers Phœbus should inspire!
Should Pan himself before his Arcady

Contend, he'd own his song surpass'd by me.

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Know, then, dear boy, thy mother by her smile : Enough ten months have given of pain and toil. 71 Know her, dear boy,-who ne'er such smile has known,

Nor board nor bed divine 'tis his to own."

ECLOGUE V.-DAPHNIS.

ARGUMENT.

THE triumvirs having resolved to open the A. U. C. 712 with performing divine honours to the memory of Julius Cæsar, the Daphnis (which refers to this deification) must probably have been written about the beginning of the year: but as Brutus

65, 67, 68 On Orpheus and Linus, as coeval with this prophecy, and the worship then more particularly paid to Pan, see Penn, ib. p. 94-99.

70 On the peculiar propriety of the "smile," as applied to Attia, the mother of Augustus, and the niece of Julius Cæsar (through whom alone flowed the traditionary descent of the former from the smiling goddess Venus), see Penn, ib. p. 363-369

and Cassius were still at the head of considerable armies, and Virgil had already smarted under the effects of civil fury, he cautiously veils the name of his hero under that of a Sicilian herdsman. Mopsus laments his death, and Menalcas celebrates his apotheosis. If ever Virgil intended in his Eclogues to introduce himself, it is probably as the latter. Phillips has imitated this poem in his third Pastoral, entitled "Albino," on the death of the Duke of Gloucester, son of Queen Anne.

Menalcas. AND why not, Mopsus, since we're met
to-day-

You skill'd to pipe, and I to trill the lay-
Here seat us, where the elm and hazel blend
Their quivering boughs?

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Mopsus. The elder you, my friend, Just what you please prescribe, and I obey: Whether, where zephyrs 'mid the branches play, We court the checker'd shade; or choose yon cave, Where thinly bunch'd the wild vine's tendrils wave. Men. None but Amyntas or our hills may try To match your art in sylvan minstrelsy.

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Mops. And he would strive e'en Phoebus to outvie. Men. Begin, then, Mopsus; if or love's fierce flame

By beauteous Phyllis felt, or Alcon's fame,

Or Codrus' tuneful strife inspire your reed-
Begin your kids young Tityrus here will feed. 15
Mops. Rather those numbers let me now re-
hearse

Which on the beech's rind in measured verse
I carv'd, and sang alternate as I lay:

Then bid Amyntas bear the palm away!

Men. Far as the willow olives pale o'erpass, 20 Or glowing rose-beds dim the spiked grass,

21 The saliunca is a plant not certainly known at present. It may be the same as the nardus Celtica, French spikenard, or a species of valerian growing abundantly on the mountains between Italy and Germany, and also about Genoa, near Savona. This the Tyrolese peasants are said still to call "seliunck;" whence the saliunca of Virgil and Pliny, and the dλovyyia of Dioscorides.

So far dost thou, Amyntas, in my thoughtMops Hush, shepherd! see, we've gain'd the grot we sought. wat dink

"The nymphs their Daphnis wail'd, by fate aus

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To death consign'd: ye hazels, witness bear,
And you, ye streamlets; when, with fond embrace,
Clasping the darling corse, in wild amaze,
The frantic mother pour'd her piteous moan,
And charg'd on gods and stars her ravish'd son.
That day no shepherd

The cooling wave; morove his flock to drink
upon river's brink
No steed or sipp'd the flood or cropp'd the green:
Even

Mall lions, melting at the scene

(AS

Wept o'er

hills and savage woodlands tell),

First Daphnis o'er th'

Daphthy doom

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their sad farewell.

tiger's mane 36 Strapp'd the strong harness; first the bacchant train To lead their orgies to the god enjoin'd,

And the slight thyrsus with soft foliage twined.

"As vines of trees, and grapes of vines the pride, And bulls of herds and corn of champaign wide, 41 So thou of thine now naught of thee remainsPales and Phoebus both have fled the plains. Where to the furrow bulky grain we gave Darnel and barren, wild-oals idly wave. And, for the daffodil and violet's bloom, Thistles and briers in rank luxuriance gloom.

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28 Mother: i. e. Venus. Compare Ov. Met. xv. on the same subject.

36 Servius informs us that Julius Cæsar first brought the solemnities of Bacchus to Rome. This De la Rue, arguing from a passage in Livy, denies. Perhaps he restored them, after they had been abolished for their enormities, on a purer and more magnificent scale.

38 Thiasus is a solemn singing and dancing used at festivals. The thyrse was a spear twisted round with branches of vine and ivy, and borne in the hands of the bacchanals.

47 The paliurus has been a subject of some controversy among

Scatter the ground with leaves; around each spring
Let wreathed flowers their sacred freshness fling.-
So Daphnis gives command-and rear his tomb; 50
And grave this verse, memorial of his doom:

"Pride of the woods, I Daphnis here am laid: Fair was my flock; but fairer I, who fed."

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Men. Sweet to the ear, blest bard, thy tuneful reed,

As sleep to wearied shepherds on the mead:
As to the traveller, parch'd with noontide heat,
The crystal rill soft purling at his feet.

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Nor with your reed alone your master's fame
You emulate; like praise your voice may claim:
Blest boy! henceforth ordain'd to second such a

name.

Yet shall my simple strain, in turn, arise-
That strain, alas! how mean!-and to the skies
Exalt your Daphnis, to the skies above:
For me, too, Daphnis honour'd with his love.

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modern writers. By Theophrastus and Pliny it is called a shrub. Columella recommends it for a quick-hedge, as one of the strongest thorns; whence Martyn concludes it to be the rhamnus folio subrotundo, fructu compresso C. B., now cultivated under the name of "Christ's-thorn ;" which grows abundantly in desert places in Italy, and is very common in the hedges.

54 This imitates and surpasses a similar passage in the eighth Idyl of Theocritus (who supplies many parallels to the present Eclogue), and is itself copied by Phillips in his fourth Pastoral.

Not half so sweet are midnight winds that move
In drowsy murmurs o'er the waving grove;
Nor dropping waters that in grots distil,

And with a tinkling sound their caverns fill.

63 Of your favourite Daphnis we will sing the apotheosis. It is probable that Julius Cæsar (as a learned man, and a patron of letters) admired Virgil, whose estate lay near Mantua, in his beloved province of Cisalpine Gaul. The verses of Menalcas, it may be observed, correspond, after the Amoebæan fashion, with those of Mopsus, being each thirty in number.

Mops. What boon more grateful can my song repay?

Worthy young Daphnis of thy happiest lay;

And oft that lay, how ravishingly sweet,
Has Stimicon delighted to repeat.

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Men. "Surprised, bright Daphnis hails the untried world,

And views the clouds and stars beneath him whirl'd. Hence Rapture, bounding 'mid the groves and

plains,

O'er Pan, the shepherds, and the Dryads reigns!
No more the wolf prowls nightly round the fold;
The careless stag no wily meshes hold.

Peace, peace mild Daphnis loves: with joyous cry
The untill'd mountains strike the echoing sky;
And rocks and towers the triumph speed abroad-
'A god! Menalcas! Daphnis is a god!'

O shine serene! Four altars, lo! we raise;
And two to Phoebus, two to thee shall blaze.
Yearly two bowls of milk shall bathe thy shrine,
And two rich goblets crown'd with wine be thine:
And cheerful shall thy feast with wine be made,
By winter's fire or in the summer's shade:
For my full flask its Ariusian store,
New nectar worthy of the day shall pour.

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69 Untried. Compare Pope's fourth Pastoral: "But see where Daphne, &c.

71 Rapture is opposed to Mopsus's "That day no shepherd," &c.; and "Pan and the shepherds" to the desertion of "Pales and Phoebus." This passage is imitated by Phillips: "For this the golden skies," &c. A similar double copying occurs again below, v. 83, &c.

75 Peace, peace, &c. Besides his warlike character, Julius Cæsar, as an eloquent orator, a judicious historian, a merciful conqueror, a forgetter of injuries, a grave and wise man, might fairly be represented as a "lover of peace."

80 Julius Cæsar was born on the day of the ludi Apollinares. 85 The "Ariusian wine was brought from Chios, hod. Scio, and was esteemed the best of all the Greek wines. It is said by Tournefort to be called "nectar" to this day by the inhabitants

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