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For Simichidas the Loves have sneezed, for truly the wretch loves Myrto as dearly as goats love the spring. But Aratus, far the dearest of my friends, deep, deep his heart he keeps Desire, and Aratus's love is young! Aristis knows it, an honourable man, nay of men the best, whom even Phoebus would permit to stand and sing lyre in hand, by his tripods.
But come, Simichidas, without more ado let us begin the pastoral song. And I nay, see friend if it please thee at all, this ditty that I lately fashioned on the mountain side! The Song of Lycidas. Fair voyaging befall Ageanax to Mytilene, both when the Kids are westering, and the south wind the wet waves chases, and when Orion holds his feet above the Ocean!
'Dear Lycidas, many another song the Nymphs have taught me also, as I followed my herds upon the hillside, bright songs that Rumour, perchance, has brought even to the throne of Zeus. But of them all this is far the most excellent, wherewith I will begin to do thee honour: nay listen as thou art dear to the Muses. The Song of Simichidas.
In this idyl, Theocritus, speaking of himself by the name of Simichidas, alludes to his teachers in poetry, and, perhaps, to some of the literary quarrels of the time. The scene is in the isle of Cos. G. Hermann fancied that the scene was in Lucania, and Mr. See also Rayet, Memoire sur l'ile de Cos, p. 18, Paris, 1876. The Harvest Feast.
'Simichidas, whither, pray, through the noon dost thou trail thy feet, when even the very lizard on the rough stone wall is sleeping, and the crested larks no longer fare afield? Art thou hastening to a feast, a bidden guest, or art thou for treading a townsman's wine- press? For such is thy speed that every stone upon the way spins singing from thy boots!
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