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. When heavy sleep oppos'd my weary sight,
  2. This vision did my troubled mind affright:-
  3. To Sol expos'd there stood a rising ground,
  4. Which cast beneath a spacious shade around;
  5. A gloomy grove of spreading oaks below,
  6. And various birds were perch'd on ev'ry bough;
  7. Just on the margin of a verdant mead,
  8. Where murm'ring brooks refreshing waters spread
  9. To shun the heat I sought this cool recess,
  10. But in this shade I felt my heat no less;
  11. When browzing o'er the flow'ry grass appear'd
  12. A lovely cow, the fairest of the herd.
  13. By spotless white distinguished from the rest,
  14. Whiter than milk from her own udder press'd;
  15. Whiter than falling, or the driven snow,
  16. Before descending mists can make it flow.
  17. She, with a lusty bull, her happy mate,
  18. Delighted, on the tender herbage sat;
  19. There, as he crops the flow'rs, and chews the cud,
  20. Feasting a second time upon his food,
  21. His limbs with sudden heaviness oppress'd,
  22. He bends his head, and sinks to pleasing rest.
  23. A noisy crow, cleaving the liquid air,
  24. Thrice with lewd bill pick'd off the heifer's hair;
  25. The glossy white imbib'd a spreading blot,
  26. But on her breast appear'd a livid spot.
  27. The cow rose slowly from her consort's side,
  28. But when afar the grazing bull she spied,
  29. Frisk'd to the herd, with an impetuous haste,
  30. And pleas'd, in new luxuriant soil, her taste.
  31. Oh, learn'd diviner!
  32. What may this visionary dream portend,
  33. If dreams in any future truth can end ?
  34. The prophet nicely weighs what I relate,
  35. And thus denounces in the voice of fate:-
  36. "That heat you tried to shun i' th' shady grove,
  37. But shunn'd in vain, was the fierce heat of love.
  38. The cow denotes the nymph, your only care,
  39. (For white's th' expressive image of the fair,)
  40. And you the bull, abandon'd to despair.
  41. The picking crow some busy bawd implies,
  42. Who with base arts will soon seduce your prim.
  43. You saw the cow to fresher pasture range,
  44. So will your nymph for richer lovers change;
  45. As mixing with the herd you saw her rove,
  46. So will the fair pursue promiscuous love;
  47. Soon will you find a foul incestuous blot,
  48. As on the cow you view'd the livid spot."
  49. At this my blood retired, with dismal fright,
  50. And left me pale as death ; my fainting sight
  51. Was quite o'ercast in dusky shades of night.
  1. Thy course, thy noble course a while forbear,
  2. I am in haste now going to my dear!
  3. Thy banks how rich, thy stream how worthy praise
  4. Alas, my haste ! sweet river, let me pass.
  5. No bridges here, no ferry, not an oar,
  6. Or rope to haul me to the farther shore !
  7. I have remember'd thee a little one,
  8. Who now with all this flood com'st blund'ring down.
  9. Did I refuse my sleep, my wine, my friend,
  10. To spur along, and must I here attend ?
  11. No art to help me to my journey's end!
  12. Ye Lapland powers, make me so far a witch,
  13. I may astride get over on a switch.
  14. Or, for some griffin, or that flying horse,
  15. Or any monster to assist my course;
  16. I wish his art that mounted to the moon,
  17. In shorter journey would my job be done.
  18. Why rave I for what crack-brain'd bards devise,
  19. Or name their lewd unconscionable lies ?
  20. Good river, let me find thy courtesy,
  21. Keep within bounds, and mayst thou ne'er be dry.
  22. Thou canst not think it such a mighty boast,
  23. A torrent has a gentle lover cross'd.
  24. Rivers should rather take the lover's side,
  25. Rivers themselves love's wondrous power have tried.
  26. 'Twas on this score Inachus, pale and wan,
  27. Sickly and green, into the ocean ran ;
  28. Long before Troy the ten-years siege did fear,
  29. Thou, Xanthus, thou Neaera's chains didst wear;
  30. Ask Achelous who his horns did drub,
  31. Straight he complains of Hercules's club.
  32. For Calydon, for all Aetolia
  33. Was then contested such outrageous fray!
  34. It neither was for gold, nor yet for fee;
  35. Dejanira, it was all for thee.
  36. E'en Nile so rich, that rolls thro' sev'n wide doors,
  37. And uppish over all his country scours,
  38. For Asop's daughter did such flame contract,
  39. As not by all that stock of water slack'd.
  40. I might a hundred goodly rivers name,
  41. But must not pass by thee, immortal Thame;
  42. Ere thou couldst Isis to thy bosom take.
  43. How didst thou wind and wander for her sake!
  44. The lusty — with broad Humber strove;
  45. Was it for fame ? I say it was for love.
  46. What makes the noble Ouse up from the main
  47. With hideous roar come bristling back again ?
  48. He thinks his dearest Dervent left behind,
  49. Or fears her false, in new embraces joined.
  50. Thee also some small girl has warm'd, we guess,
  51. Tho' woods and forests now hide thy soft place.
  52. Whilst this I speak, it swells and broader grows,
  53. And o'er the highest banks impetuous flows.
  54. Dog-flood, what art to me ? or why dost check
  55. Our mutual joys ? and, churl, my journey break ?
  56. What wouldst, if thee indeed some noble race,
  57. Or high descent, and glorious name did grace ?
  58. When of no ancient house or certain seat,
  59. (Nor, known before this time, untimely, great)