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IDYLL 3. THE TEACHER TAUGHT, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: By me in my fresh prime did cypris stand
Last Line: But his love-ditties—I forget them not.
Subject(s): Mythology - Classical; Pan (mythology); Teaching & Teachers; Educators; Professors


BY me in my fresh prime did Cypris stand,
Leading the child Love in her lovely hand;
He kept his eyes fixt, downcast on the ground,
While in mine ears his mother's words did sound:—
"Dear herdsman, take and teach for me, I pray,
Eros to sing;" she said, and went her way.
Him, as one fain to learn, without ado
I then began to teach whate'er I knew—
Fool that I was! how first great Pan did suit
With numerous tones his new-invented flute;
Athene wise the straight pipe's reedy hollow;
Hermes his shell; his cithern sweet Apollo.
I taught him this; he heeded not my lore,
But sang me his love-ditties evermore—
His mother's doings—how Immortals yearn
With fond desires, and how poor mortals burn.
All I taught Eros I have quite forgot;
But his love-ditties—I forget them not.





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