Muses of Sicily! on nobler themesI now will sing. Not all of us admireDense woods and groves; if sylvan joys we singLet them be fit for a great Consul's ear.Now dawns the last age of Cumæan song!Once more the circling centuries beg in—The Virgin reappears and Saturn reigns:From heav'n descends a novel progeny;Now to this … Continue reading Poetry – “Eclogue IV”