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. Too far provok'd, at last I cried aloud,
  2. "On whom are pleasures, due to me, bestow'd?
  3. I must not, will not, cannot bear this sight;
  4. 'Tis lawful, sure, to seize upon my right.
  5. These raptures to us both in common are,
  6. But whence, ye furies, claims a third his share?"
  7. Enrag'd I spoke, and o'er her cheeks were spread
  8. Swift newborn glories in a sudden red;
  9. Such blushes on the bridal night adorn
  10. The trembling virgin; such the rising morn.
  11. So sweet a hue the lab'ring Cynthia shows,
  12. Or the fair lily damask'd by the rose;
  13. Or iv'ry, which time's yellow taint defies,
  14. When twice enrich'd with proud Assyrian dies:
  15. Such were her looks, and a diviner grace
  16. Had never brighten'd that enchanting face.
  17. She cast her eyes down on the humble ground;
  18. Her eyes, so cast, an unknown sweetness found.
  19. Mournful her looks; her mournful looks became
  20. Shining thro' grief, and beautiful in shame.