Amores

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

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İngilizce Latince

Şiir 19

An orange wench would tempt thy wife abroad;

Kick her, for she's a letter-bearing bawd.

In short, be jealous as the devil in hell,

And set my wit on work to cheat thee well.

The sneaking city-cuckold is my foe; 45

I scorn to strike but when he wards the blow.

Look to thy hits and leave off thy conniving,

I'll be no drudge to any wittol living;

I have been patient, and forborne thee long,

In hope thou wouldst not pocket up thy wrong: 50

If no affront can rouse thee, understand

I'll take no more indulgence at thy hand.

What, ne'er to be forbid thy house and wife

Damn him who loves to lead so ill a life.

Now I can neither sigh, nor whine, nor pray; 55

All those occasions thou hast ta'en away.

Why art thou so incorrigibly civil ?

Do somewhat I may wish thee at the devil

For shame, be no accomplice in my treason;

A pimping husband is too much in reason. 60

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