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1.115 “But ‘tis wolf farewell and fox farewell and bear o’ the mountain den,
“Your neatherd fere, your Daphnis dear, ye’ll never see agen,
“By glen no more, by glade no more. And ‘tis o farewell to thee
“Sweet Arethuse, note and all pretty watérs down Thymbris vale that flee.
“This Daphnis he, led stirk and steer to you a-watering.
“Or Maenal steep thy watch thou keep, come away to the Sicil isle,
“Come away from the knoll of Helicè note and the howe lift high i ’ the lea,
“The howe of Lycáon’s child, note the howe that Gods in heav’s envye;
“Of wax well knit round lips to fit; for Love hales mé to my death.
“Daffodilly may hang on the juniper, and all things go askew;
“Pines may grow figs now Daphnis dies, and hind tear hound if she will,
“And the sweet nightingále be outsung i ’ the dale by the scritch-owl from the hill.”
She would fain have raised him where he lay, but that could never be.
For the thread was spun and the days were done and Daphnis gone to the River, note
And the Nymphs’ good friend and the Muses’ fere was whelmed i ’ the whirl note for ever. 1.143 There; give me the goat and the tankard man; and the Muses shall have a libation of her milk. Fare you well, ye Muses, and again fare you well, and I’ll e’en sing you a sweeter song another day.
“Your neatherd fere, your Daphnis dear, ye’ll never see agen,
“By glen no more, by glade no more. And ‘tis o farewell to thee
“Sweet Arethuse, note and all pretty watérs down Thymbris vale that flee.
Country-song, more country-song, ye Muses.
1.120 “For this, O this is that Daphnis, your kine to field did bring,“This Daphnis he, led stirk and steer to you a-watering.
Country-song, more country-song, ye Muses.
1.123 “And Pan, O Pan, whether at this hour by Lycee’s mountain-pile“Or Maenal steep thy watch thou keep, come away to the Sicil isle,
“Come away from the knoll of Helicè note and the howe lift high i ’ the lea,
“The howe of Lycáon’s child, note the howe that Gods in heav’s envye;
Country-song, leave country-song, ye Muses.
1.128 “Come, Master, and take this pretty pipe, this pipe of honey breath,“Of wax well knit round lips to fit; for Love hales mé to my death.
Country-song, leave country-song, ye Muses.
1.132 “Bear violets now ye briers, ye thistles violets too;“Daffodilly may hang on the juniper, and all things go askew;
“Pines may grow figs now Daphnis dies, and hind tear hound if she will,
“And the sweet nightingále be outsung i ’ the dale by the scritch-owl from the hill.”
Country-song, leave country-song, ye Muses.
1.138 Such words spake he, and he stayed him still; and O, the Love-Ladye,She would fain have raised him where he lay, but that could never be.
For the thread was spun and the days were done and Daphnis gone to the River, note
And the Nymphs’ good friend and the Muses’ fere was whelmed i ’ the whirl note for ever. 1.143 There; give me the goat and the tankard man; and the Muses shall have a libation of her milk. Fare you well, ye Muses, and again fare you well, and I’ll e’en sing you a sweeter song another day.
GOATHERD
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