Thesauros Literature elegy Amores

Amores

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

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I made their way, I show'd them where to come,
 
And there is hardly now a rake in Rome
 
But knows her rates, and thanks my babbling muse:
 
Her house is now as common as the stews;
 
For this I'm to the muse oblig'd, and more 25
 
For all the mischiefs envy has in store.
 
This comes of gallantry, while some employ
 
Their talents on the fate of Thebes and Troy,
 
While others Caesar's godlike acts rehearse,
 
Corinna is the subject of my verse. 30
 
Oh, that I ne'er had known the art to please,
 
But written without genius and success.
 
Why did the town so readily believe
 
My verse, and why to songs such credit give ?
 
Sure poetry s the same it ever was, 35
 
And poets ne'er for oracles did pass.
 
Why is such stress upon my writings laid?
 
Why such regard to what by me is said ?
 
I wish the tales I've of Corinna told,
 
Had been receiv'd as fables were of old; 40
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