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. What comes with ease we nauseously receive,
  2. Who but a sot would scorn to love with leave?
  3. With hopes and fears my flames are blown up higher;
  4. Make me despair, and then I can desire.
  5. Give me a jilt to tease my jealous mind;
  6. Deceits are virtues in the female kind.
  7. Corinna my fantastic humour knew,
  8. Play'd trick for trick, and kept herself still new;
  9. She, that next night I might the sharper come,
  10. Fell out with me, and sent me fasting home.
  11. Or some pretence to lie alone would take ;
  12. Whene'er she pleas'd her head and teeth would ache:
  13. Till having won me to the highest strain,
  14. She took occasion to be sweet again.
  15. With what a gust, ye gods, we then embrac'd!
  16. How ev'ry kiss was dearer than the last!
  17. Thou whom I now adore, be edified,
  18. Take care that I may often be denied;
  19. Forget the promis'd hour, or feign some fright,
  20. Make me lie rough on bulks each other night.