New Pastorals

Virgil, Eclogue 10.31-36, tr. H.R. Fairclough: Yet you, Arcadians, will sing this tale to your mountains; Arcadians only know how to sing. How softly then would my bones repose, if in other days your pipes should tell my love! And oh that I had been one of you, the shepherd of a flock of yours, or the dresser of your ripened grapes!