The Elegies of Tibullus Being the Consolations of a Roman Lover Done in English Verse

I set my tender vines with timely skill, Or pluck large apples from the bough; Or goad my lazy steers to work my will, Or guide my own rude plough.

Give us good omen, friends! To-day we bless With hallowed rites this dear, ancestral seat. Let Bacchus his twin horns with clusters dress, And Ceres clasp her brows with burstin...

Now the month of Mars beginning brings the merry season near, By our fathers named and numbered as the threshold of the year. Faithfully their custom keeping, through the wide s...

No! ne'er shall rival lure me from thine arms! (In such sweet bond did our first sighs agree!) Save for thine own I see no woman's charms; No maid in all the world is fair but t...

I. The Simple Life II. Love and Witchcraft III. Sickness and Absence IV. The Art of Conquest V. Country-Life with Delia VI. A Lover's Curses VII. A Desperate Expedient VIII. Mes...

I. A Rustic Holiday II. A Birthday Wish III. My Lady Rusticates IV. On His Lady's Avarice V. The Priesthood of Apollo VI. Let Lovers All Enlist VII. A Voice from the Tomb [Trans...