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.
- His flame, and saw no faults in him she lov'd
- My verses are unequal like his feet,
- Yet the long kindly with the shorter meet.
- As they with them, why shouldst thou not with me
- Comply, my life and my divinity !
- Myself, when I am in thy arms, I'll own
- Thy subject, and the bed shall be thy throne;
- Thou there, my lovely queen, shall give me laws,
- Nor in my absence, to rejoice have cause,
- Nor ever shall my services be blam'd
- Nor shalt thou of thy servant be asham'd.
- My poetry's my purse, my fortun's there,
- I have no other way to win the fair;
- Nor is that way the worst; the brightest dames
- Would in my verse immortalize their names.
- My muse the place of an estate supplies,
- And none that know her worth, her wealth despise.
- Some tempted by Corinna's spreading fame,
- In envy rob her, and usurp her name;
- What would they give, d'ye think, to be the same ?