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MELIBOEUS.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Tityrus, thou in the shade of a spreading beech-tree reclining,

Meditatest, with slender pipe, the Muse of the woodlands.

We our country's bounds and pleasant pastures relinquish,

We our country fly; thou, Tityrus, stretched in the shadow,

Teachest the woods to resound with the name of the fair Amaryllis.