Ovids epistles: translated by eminent persons / published by Sir Samuel Garth. In Two Volumes.

  • Ovid, 43 B.C.-17 A.D. or 18 A.D.
Date:
1795
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    10 In vain the Lesbian maids claim each a part, Where thou alone hast ta’en tip all the heart. Ah lovely youth 1 how canst thou cruel prove. When blooming years and beauty bid thee love ? If none but equal charms thy heart can bind, Then to thyself alone thou must be kind. Yet woithless as I am, there was a time When Phaon thought me worthy his esteem. A thousand tender things to mind I call ; For they who truly love remember all. Delighted with the music of my tongue, Upon my words with silent joy he hung, 10 And snatching kisses, stopp’d me as I sung : Kisses, whose melting touch his soul did move, The earnest of the coming joys of love. Then tender words, short sighs, and thousand charms Of wanton arts, endear’d me to his arms ; J5 ’Till both expiring with tumultuous joys, A gentle faintness did our limbs surprise. Beware, Sicilian ladies, ah ! beware, How you receive my faithless wanderer. You too will be abus’d, if you believe 301 The fiatt’ring words that he so well can give. Loose to the winds, 1 let my flowing hair } No more with fragrant scents perfume the air, > But all my dress discovers wild despair. ) For whom, alas ! should now my art be shown ? 35 The only man I car’d to please is gone.