Showing posts with label Ovid. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ovid. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Ovid on love

Copyright (c) 2005 Wendee Holtcamp
Silvery sunset over a kayaker in Drum Bay, Texas

I found this on my writer friend and colleague Jenna Cavelle's blog and loved it so am posting it here. This is Ovid giving advice to a young man on the Art of Love:

Add gifts of mind to bodily advantage. A frail advantage is beauty, that grows less as time draws on and is devoured by its own years. O handsome youth, will soon come hoary hairs; soon will come furrows to make wrinkles in your body. Now make thee a soul that will abide, and add to it thy beauty; only that endures to the ultimate pyre. Nor let it be a slight care to cultivate your mind in the liberal arts, or to learn the two languages well. Ulysses was not comely, but he was eloquent; yet he fired two goddesses of the sea with love. Keep far away, quarrels and bitter-tongued affrays; with soft words must love be fostered. Should she be neither kindly nor courteous to your wooing, persist and steel your reslove; one day she will be kind. By compliance is the curved bough bent away from the tree; you will break it if you try your strength.