Thesauros Literature elegy Amores

Amores

Amores Ovid 43 B.C.-17 or 18 A.D

Şiir 9

 
My time in toils of war, in beauty's tent:
 
And for so sweet a pay all dangers underwent.
 
You see, my Atticus, by what I prove,
 
Who would not live in idleness-must love.
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