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Not rhyme, but rhythm, doth my Muse delight, So do the rippling wavelets on the strand, In cadence musical, that whisp'ring break.

LONDON:

GEORGE PULMAN & SONS, LTD.

THAYER STREET, W.

1908.

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NOTA BENE.

These verses do not pretend to be an original translation of Virgil's poems. They are simply a versification of Mr. J. W. Mackail's excellent prose translation with which a few small liberties have been occasionally taken.

E. J. Cardew.

Eclogues(not individually listed)

  Eclogue I

  Eclogue II

  Eclogue III

  Eclogue IV

  Eclogue V

  Eclogue VI

  Eclogue VII

  Eclogue VIII

  Eclogue IX

  Eclogue X