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. So Atalanta in her chaise is drawn,
  2. Where the Arcadian beasts her empire own:
  3. So Ariadne, left upon the shore,
  4. Does all alone her lost estate deplore.
  5. Who would not then have rail'd and talk'd aloud
  6. (Which to the helpless sex might be allowed.)
  7. She only did upbraid me with her eye,
  8. Whose speaking tears did want of words supply.
  9. 0, that some merciful superior pow'r
  10. Had struck me lame before that fatal hour,
  11. And not have suffer'd me to pierce my heart
  12. So deeply, in the best and tend'rest part;
  13. To make a lady that subjection own,
  14. Which is not to the meanest Roman known.
  15. 'Twas Diomede, who first a goddess struck,
  16. I from his hand that curs'd example took;
  17. But he was far less criminal than I,
  18. I was a lover, he an enemy.
  19. March like a conqueror in triumph now,
  20. With laurel wreaths encompassing your brow,