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. There are more beauties, but there's none like thine,
  2. There are more versed, but thou hast only mine;
  3. No other charms can e'er inspire my muse,
  4. And other themes I with disdain refuse.
  1. While, Macer, you Achilles' choler sing,
  2. And Greece before the walls of Ilium bring;
  3. While feats of arms in Phrygian fields you tell,
  4. And how old Tory by Grecion vengeance fell;
  5. I my soft hours in softer songs employ,
  6. And all my leisure give to love and joy.
  7. When to high acts, my voice I strive to raise,
  8. Love laughs at my attempt, and mocks my lays;
  9. "Begone!" I often to my mistress cry,
  10. But have not courage, yet, myself to fly.
  11. Whene'er she sees me in this sullen fit,
  12. She fondles me, and, on my knee will sit:
  13. "Enough of this (say I), for shame give o'er,
  14. Enough of love, we'll play the fool no more."
  15. " Ah, is it then a shame to love?" she cries,