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. And with their blood immortal honour gain;
  2. Let the vile miser plough for wealth the deep,
  3. And, shipwrek'd in the unfatbom'd waters, sleep
  4. May Venus grant me but my last desire,
  5. In the full height of rapture to expire.
  6. Perhaps some friend, with kindly dew supplied,
  7. Weeping will say, "As Ovid liv'd, he died."

Poem 11, in which the poet prays that his Mistress will be safe as she travels by sea, is not here translated.

  1. Io Triumphe! I have won the prize,
  2. For in my arms the fair Corinna lies.
  3. Nor jealous husband, nor a guardian's care,
  4. Nor door defended with a double bar,
  5. Could fence against a lover's artifice,
  6. For in my arms the fair Corinna lies.
  7. With reason of my victory I boast,
  8. The conquest gain'd, and yet no blood is lost;
  9. I scal'd no walls, I pass'd no ditch profound,
  10. Safe were my wars, and all without a wound.
  11. My only work a charming girl to gain;
  12. The pleasure well rewards the little pain.
  13. Ten years the Greeks did in one siege employ,