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Theocritus, Bion and Moschus, Rendered into English Prose
by Theocritus
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From the opening
THEOCRITUS, the Chian. But there is another Theocritus, the son of
Praxagoras and Philinna (see Epigram XXIII), or as some say of Simichus.
(This is plainly derived from the assumed name Simichidas in Idyl VII.)
He was a Syracusan, or, as others say, a Coan settled in Syracuse. He
wrote the so-called Bucolics in the Dorian dialect. Some attribute to
him the following works:—The Proetidae, The Pleasures of Hope
(Ἐλπίδες), Hymns, The Heroines, Dirges, Ditties, Elegies,
Iambics, Epigrams. But it known that there are three Bucolic poets:
this Theocritus, Moschus of Sicily, and Bion of Smyrna, from a village
called Phlossa.
THEOCRITUS the Bucolic poet was a Syracusan by extraction, and the son of
Simichidas, as he says himself, Simichidas, pray whither through the
noon dost thou dray thy feet? (Idyl VII). Some say that this was an
assumed name, for he seems to have been snub-nosed (σιμός), and that his
father was Praxagoras, and his mother Philinna. He became the pupil of
Philetas and Asclepiades, of whom he speaks (Idyl VII), and flourished
about the time of Ptolemy Lagus. He gained much fame for his skill in
bucolic poetry. According to some his original name was Moschus, and
Theocritus was a name he later assumed.
AT the beginning of the third century before Christ, in the years just
preceding those in which Theocritus wrote, the genius of Greece seemed to
have lost her productive force. Nor would it have been strange if that
force had really been exhausted. Greek poetry had hitherto enjoyed a
peculiarly free development, each form of art succeeding each without
break or pause, because each—epic, lyric, dithyramb, the drama—had
responded to some new need of the state and of religion. Now in the
years that followed the fall of Athens and the conquests of Macedonia,
Greek religion and the Greek state had ceased to be themselves. Religion
and the state had been the patrons of poetry; on their decline poetry
seemed dead. There were no heroic kings, like those for whom epic
minstrels had chanted.
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