and if Menalcas hither lead a flock, may he too have pasture
ungrudging to his full desire!

Menalcas. There doth the ewe bear twins, and there the goats; there
the bees fill the hives, and there oaks grow loftier than common,
wheresoever beautiful Milon's feet walk wandering; ah, if he depart,
then withered and lean is the shepherd, and lean the pastures

Daphnis. Everywhere is spring, and pastures everywhere, and
everywhere the cows' udders are swollen with milk, and the younglings
are fostered, wheresoever fair Nais roams; ah, if she depart, then
parched are the kine, and he that feeds them!

Menalcas. O bearded goat, thou mate of the white herd, and O ye
blunt-faced kids, where are the manifold deeps of the forest, thither
get ye to the water, for thereby is Milon; go, thou hornless goat,
and say to him, 'Milon, Proteus was a herdsman, and that of seals,
though he was a god.'

Daphnis. . . .

Menalcas. Not mine be the land of Pelops, not mine to own talents of
gold, nay, nor mine to outrun the speed of the winds! Nay, but
beneath this rock will I sing, with thee in mine arms, and watch our
flocks feeding together, and, before us, the Sicilian sea.

Daphnis . . . .

Menalcas . . . .