We have a hearth with a fire that's always going,
Fed with resiny pinelogs from the woods;
Doorposts black with soot; we're bothered by
The winter cold no more than wolves by sheep
Or torrents by the banks that try to hold them.
We've juniper trees and chestnut trees, and such
Abundance that the ground is covered with
What falls from the loaded boughs; a smiling scene;
But if Alexis should desert these hills,
The flowing streams would shrivel and run dry.
Virgil
Eclogues
VII, 9-10
Thyrsis & Corydon
ca 35 BC
David Ferry
translation
Farrar, Straus & Giroux, 1999©
ii Pasolini
iii Pierre de Fennoÿl
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