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P. Ovidius Naso, Art of Love, Remedy of Love, Art of Beauty, Court of Love, History of Love, Amours (ed. various), Life of Ovid (search)
ies. He therefore retired from all public affairs, and in that leisure in which he so much delighted pursued those beloved studies which he had with such reluctance abandoned. Yet so great was the mutual affection between him and Varro, that in a short time after he accepted of a command under him, and served in the wars of Asia, from whence, returning by the way of Athens, he remained at that celebrated city until he had attained the Greek language in its utmost perfection. Returning from Greece to Italy, his fine parts were soon distinguished by the Roman wits, and introduced him to Horace, Tibullus, Macer, Severus, Gallus, and other eminent poets and wits of the day. He himself enumerates these writers among the number of his friends, and says, that some of them communicated their writings to him, but tells us that he had only seen Virgil, Ovid being only twenty-four years old when that great poet died. His conversation was affable and agreeable, and his manners so polished that h
P. Ovidius Naso, Art of Love, Remedy of Love, Art of Beauty, Court of Love, History of Love, Amours (ed. various), The Parting of Achilles and Deidamia (search)
ful pair remain'd, And nought awhile but laughing pleasures reign'd. Till at the last, the gods were envious grown, To see the bliss of man surpass their own. All Greece was now with Helen's rape alarm'd, And all its princes to revenge her arm'd. When spiteful pow'rs foretold them, their descent Would be in vain, unless Achilles wnd thus dispense These kisses, to restore thy wandering sense, What dismal sound of war shall snatch thee hence What though the gods have order'd you shall go, Or Greece return inglorious from her foe? Have not the self-same cruel gods decreed, That if you went you should as surely bleed? Then since your fate is destin'd to be such, Ah! think, can any Troy be worth so much! Let Greece whatever she please for vengeance give, Secure at home shall my Achilles live ! Troy, built by heavenly hands, may stand or fall; You never shall obey the fatal call; Your Deidamia swears you shall not go, Life would be dear to you if she were so. If not your own, at least my
P. Ovidius Naso, Art of Love, Remedy of Love, Art of Beauty, Court of Love, History of Love, Amours (ed. various), Elegy V: By Duke (search)
rawn, a light let in Such as in shades of thickest groves is seen, Such as remains when the sun flies away, Or when night's gone, and yet it is not day. This light to modest maids must be allow'd, Where shame may hope its guilty head to shroud. And now my love Corinna did appear, Loose on her neck fell her divided hair; Loose as her flowing gown, that wanton'd in the air. In such a garb, with such a grace and mien, To her rich bed came the Assyrian queen; So Lais looked when all the youth of Greece With adoration did her charms confess. Her envious gown to pull away I tried, But she resisted still, and still denied; But so resisted that she seem'd to be Unwilling to obtain the victory; So I at last an easy conquest had, Whilst my fair combatant herself betray'd. But when she naked stood before my eyes, Gods, with what charms did she my soul surprise! What snowy arms did I both see and feel! With what rich globes did her soft bosom swell! Plump as ripe clusters rose each glowing breast,
P. Ovidius Naso, Art of Love, Remedy of Love, Art of Beauty, Court of Love, History of Love, Amours (ed. various), Elegy XVIII: To Macer, blaming him for not writing of love as he did. (search)
Elegy XVIII: To Macer, blaming him for not writing of love as he did. While, Macer, you Achilles' choler sing, And Greece before the walls of Ilium bring; While feats of arms in Phrygian fields you tell, And how old Tory by Grecion vengeance fell; I my soft hours in softer songs employ, And all my leisure give to love and joy. When to high acts, my voice I strive to raise, Love laughs at my attempt, and mocks my lays; "Begone!" I often to my mistress cry, But have not courage, yet, myself to fly. Whene'er she sees me in this sullen fit, She fondles me, and, on my knee will sit: "Enough of this (say I), for shame give o'er, Enough of love, we'll play the fool no more." " Ah, is it then a shame to love?" she cries, And chides, and melts me with her weeping eyes. Around my neck her snowy arms she throws, And to my lips with stifling kisses grows. How can I all this tenderness refuse ? At once my wisdom, and my will I lose; I'm conquer'd, and renounce the glorious train Of arms, and war,
P. Ovidius Naso, Art of Love, Remedy of Love, Art of Beauty, Court of Love, History of Love, Amours (ed. various), Elegy XIII: Of Juno's Feast. (search)
he by the bleating of a goat was spied; For this the beast is by the boys pursu'd; For this she's ever greedy of its blood, And he, who first the letcher wounds in play, Claims by her law, and hears the prize away. The tender youth, and tim'rous virgin strow With robes the ground the goddess is to go. The virgins' locks with golden fillets bound, And sparkling diamonds glitt'ring all around; Buskins embroider'd on their feet they wear, And spreading trains with pride uneasy bear. Here, as in Greece the custom was of old, The image of the goddess we behold Borne on the heads of maidens, and behind The priestesses in beauteous rank you find. An awful silence reigns : the goddess last Approaches, and with her the pomp is past. The dress was Greek, and such Halesus wore, When in a fright he fled the Grecian shore; His father kill'd, an Argive ship he fraught, And to this coast the royal treasure brought. Much peril had he past, much labour known, O'er lands and seas, before he reach'd our