Amores

Ovid

Ovid. Ovid's Art of Love (in three Books), the Remedy of Love, the Art of Beauty, the Court of Love, the History of Love, and Amours. Dryden, John, et al., translator. New York: Calvin Blanchard, 1855.

  1. That Tithon's old, and cannot feel thy flame?
  2. See how the moon does her Endymion keep
  3. In night conceal'd, and drown'd in dewy sleep.
  4. As lovely is the moon, as fair as thou,
  5. Who freely, where she loves, her favours does bestow.
  6. Jove, when he rob'd Amphitryon of his joy,
  7. Did two whole nights in am'rous thefts employ;
  8. Unknown when in Alcmena's arms he lay,
  9. The night he doubles and suspends the day."
  10. The morning heard my railing, and for shame
  11. Blush'd that by force she must disturb my flame;
  12. Bright Phoebus rushing forth, the glorious day
  13. Drove the dear shades, that hid our joys, away.
  1. I us'd to warn you, not with so much care,
  2. And waste of ointment, to adorn your hair:
  3. That warning now is useless, you have none,
  4. And with your hair that trouble too is gone.
  5. Where are the silken tresses, which adown
  6. Your shoulders hung? A web was never spun
  7. So fine, but, ah! those flowing curls are gone.