 About 20 years before he died in 19 BCE, Virgil composed his echelons, laden pastorals inspired by theocratists whose Greek lyrics showed him how to turn magic into poetry. A young shepherd sings in the voice of a nameless peasant girl who was helped by a wizard from the Black Sea to prepare the spells that will win back her lover, Daphnis. In the phrase magic writes, Virgil was one of the first users of that adjective in laden literature and he associates magic with Homer's Searsay. The translation of Virgil's echelons 8 lines 64 through 100 will be from the Brian Copent Haver translation. Bring water to these altars with soft woolen bands. Burn fat herbs and grains of frankincense with magic rights and wanting only spells. I'll try to steal my lover's common sense. Bring Daphnis home from town my secret spells. Spells can draw the moon down from the skies. Cersei changed Ulysses crew with spells. A meadow snake bursts cold when spells are sung. Bring Daphnis home from town my secret spells. I'll first tie threads of triple hue around you to wrap three times your image carried thrice. Around these altars in processions since uneven is the number that God loves. Bring Daphnis home from town my secret spells. Maris bring me all these plants from Pontus where all the growth is poison using these. I've often seen him turn into a wolf and hide deep in the woods that Pontic Maris. Often pulling souls deep from their tombs and shifting full-grown crops to neighbor fields. Bring Daphnis home from town my secret spells.