I'm happy in my hopes, while I believe:Now let her flatter, then as fondly chide,Often may I enjoy, oft be denied.With doubtful steps the god of war does move,By thy example, in ambiguous love.Blown to and fro, like down from thy own wing,Who knows when joy or anguish thou wilt bring?Yet at thy mother's and thy slave's request,Fix an eternal empire in my breast;And let th' inconstant charming sex,Whose wilful scorn does lovers vex,Submit their hearts before thy throne;The vassal world is then thy own.
Elegy X:
Ovid tells Graecinus,
that he is fallen in love with a couple of ladies. By an unknown
hand.
What you affirm'd, my friend, is prov'd untrue,That none at once could madly dote on two.Deceiv'd, unarm'd, we Cupid soon o'ercame,And I glow shameless with a double flame.They both are fair, both dress'd so nicely well,That the pre-eminence is hard to tell.Sometimes for this, sometimes for that I burn,