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.
- With melting looks fierce joys you may excite,
- And with thick dying accents urge delight.
- But when you're dress'd, then look as innocent
- As if you knew not what such matters meant;
- Cozen the prying town, and put a cheat
- On it and me, I'll favour the deceit.
- False as thou art, why must I daily see
- Th' intriguing billet-doux he sends to thee ?
- The wanton sonnet, or soft elegy ?
- Why does your bed all tumbled seem to say,
- See what they've done, see where the lovers lay!
- Why do your locks and rumpled head-clothes show
- 'Tis more than usual sleep that made 'em so?
- Why are the kisses which he gave, betray'd
- By the impression which his teeth had made ?
- Yet say you're chaste, and I'll be still deceived;
- What much is wish'd for, is with ease believ'd.