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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), Elegy XII: He complains that the praises he has bestowed on his mistress in his verses, have occasioned him many rivals. (search)
nto a bear: How Progne, now a swallow, does bemoan Her sister nightingale, and pheasant son. In Leda, Danae, and Europa's rapes, They sing the king of gods in various shapes; A swan he lies on ravish'd Leda's breast, And Danae by a golden show'r compress'd; A bull does o'er the waves Europa bear, And Proteus any form he pleases wear. How oft do we the Theban wonders read, Of serpent's teeth transform'd to human seed! Of dancing woods, and moving rocks, that throng To hear sweet Orpheus, and Amphion's song ? How oft do the Heliades bemoan, In tears of gum, the fall of Phaeton! The sun from Atreus' table frightened flies, And backward drives his chariot in the skies. Those now are nymphs that lately were a fleet; Poetic license ever was so great. But none did credit to these fictions give, Or for true history such tales receive, And though Corinna in my songs is fair, Let none conclude she's like her picture there. The fable she with hasty faith receiv'd, And what, so very well she lik'