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 I was long ago disarm'd by love.
  2. Millions of dull men live, and scornful maids;
  3. We'll own love valiant when he these invades.
  4. Rome from each corner of the wide world snatch'd
  5. A laurel, or't had been to this day thatch'd;
  6. But the old soldier has his resting-place,
  7. And the good batter'd horse is turn'd to grass:
  8. The harass'd whore, who liv'd a wretch to please,
  9. Has leave to be a bawd, and take her ease.
  10. For me then, who have truly spent my blood,
  11. Love, in thy service, and so boldly stood
  12. In Celia's trenches, were't not wisely done,
  13. E'en to retire, and live at peace at home ?
  14. No-might I gain a godhead to disclaim
  15. My glorious title to my endless flame,
  16. Divinity with scorn I would forswear,
  17. Such sweet, dear, tempting devils women are.
  18. Whene'er those flames grow faint, I quickly find
  19. A fierce black storm pour down upon my mind;
  20. Headlong I'm hurl'd like horsemen who in vain