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 he will give no more, ask him to lend:
  2. If he wants money, find a trusting friend.
  3. Get hangings, cabinets, and looking-glass,
  4. Or any thing for which his word will pass.
  5. Practise these rules, thou'lt find the benefit!
  6. I lost my beauty ere I got this wit."
  7. I at that word step'd from behind the door,
  8. And scarce my nails from her thin cheeks forbore.
  9. Her few gray hairs in rage I vow'd to pull,
  10. And thrust her drunken eyes into her skull.
  11. "Poor in a dungeon's bottom may'st thou rot,
  12. Die with a blow with thy beloved pot;
  13. No brandy, and eternal thirst, thy lot."
  1. Trust me, my Atticus, in love are wars;
  2. And Cupid has his camp, as well as Mars:
  3. The age that's fit for war best suits with love,
  4. The old in both unserviceable prove,
  5. Infirm in war, and impotent in love.
  6. The soldiers which a general does require,
  7. Are such as ladies would in bed desire: