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. It is not for my rival, but for me.
  2. I seldom told you of your faults, but strove
  3. To cover all your failings with my love;
  4. Of this I might remind you, and much more,
  5. But what avails it now; th' affair is o'er:
  6. A fond you found me, and a patient man,
  7. And get you such another if you can.
  8. I fear not now your frowns; my bark defies
  9. The storm of words, and tempest of your eyes;
  10. No coaxing now, your hardest phrases use,
  11. Your looks, your language, all their terrors lose;
  12. I am not such a fool as I have been,
  13. To dread your spirit, and to sooth your spleen.
  14. But, ah! by diff'rent passions I'm oppress'd,
  15. Fierce love and hate contend within my breast;
  16. My soul they thus divide, but love, I fear,
  17. Will prove too strong, and get the mast'ry there;
  18. I'll strive to hate her, but if that should prove
  19. A fruitless strife, in spite of me I'll love.
  20. The bull does not affect the yoke, but still