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.
- Fortune did ever on my actions smile;
- I only owe my triumph to my care,
- And by my patience only won the fair.
- Nor was my cause of quarrel new; the same
- Set Europe and proud Asia in a flame.
- For Helen, ravish'd by the Dardan boy,
- Was the war wag'd that sunk the pride of Troy;
- The Centaurs double form'd, half man, half beast,
- Defil'd with horrid war the nuptial feast;
- Inflam'd by wine and woman's magic charms,
- They turn'd the jolly face of joy to arms.
- 'Twas woman urg'd the strife; a second fair
- Involv'd the Trojans in a second war.
- What wreck, what ruin, did a Woman bring
- On peaceful Latium, and its pious king!
- When Rome was young and in her infant state
- What woes did woman to our sires create!
- Into what peril was that city brought,
- When Sabine fathers for their daughters fought !
- Two lusty bulls I in the meads have view'd