But never get vexed or petulant, and don't keep on fidgeting with your curls. let a shawl drop over your feet to hide them. Act then, my dears, in such a way as to make us think you love us; there's nothing easier, for a man readily believes what he wants to believe. the way. Menander , whose master’s gulled by his Thracian slaves’ cunning. He won't rend his garments, or hers either; he won't pull her hair out and make her cry. if his immortal work the Iliad were unknown? But avoid the man that makes a parade of his clothes and his good looks, and is on the tenterhooks lest his hair should get ruffled. But since, though you lack the marriage ribbons. I’ve given the Greeks arms, against Amazons: arms remain. Pleasure that comes with safety’s less enjoyable: though you’re freer than Thais, pretend fear. Those with strong breath don’t talk when you’re fasting. let the anxious man suspect it, rather than know. But why should I teach you these tedious and minute devices when the man may be bought for a trifling tip. Don't let the light in your bedroom be too bright; there are many things about a woman that are best seen in the dimness of twilight. Book III The men are arm'd, and for the fight prepare, And now we must instruct and arm the fair. Well, let us surrender the whole stronghold, lock, stock, and barrel. But you’ll no more number the acorns on oak branches. What can a woman's keeper do when there are so many theatres in Rome, when she can go sometimes to a chariot race, sometimes to religious celebrations where men are not allowed to show their faces? when he has others to pass, and others follow. So long as the head holds out, and the mind and feet. 5 Achilles, when he was a lad, was put to this centaur to be educated. In the same way, you won't catch a novice with the same snare as you use for a veteran. Neatness is what we like. When she's in that state, she deserves to be had by the first comer. Even though you should sing songs more sweet than the songs of Thamyras and Amœbeus, who would praise the merits of your lyre, if there were none to hear it? Later let him sense a rival, the bed’s shared pact: The horse runs swiftly from the starting gate. But neither Phoebus’s tripods nor Ammon’s horn. And now the women in their turn demand thy aid. Who would have known Danaë if, for ever a. prisoner, she had languished till old age came upon her in her tower? don’t let wild words be silent in the middle of your games. We can make beauties that please us widely known: you’ll have heard of Lycoris from East to West: Add that guile is absent from the sacred poets. Thus she spake, and from the wreath that crowned her hair, she took a leaf and a few myrtle berries, the which she gave to me. Once more she is herself. Now look, too, at this golden yellow; ’tis the colour of the ram which once on a time saved Phryxus and Helle from the snares of Ino. If you are thin, wear dresses of thick material and have a mantle hanging loosely about your shoulders. You should practise varying your handwriting as much as possible. But don’t be tricked by hair gleaming with liquid nard. will lie alone, and aged, in the cold of night. The Ars amatoria (English: The Art of Love) is an instructional book series elegy in three books by Ancient Roman poet Ovid. Let Ajax love his Tecmessa. Visit the temple sacred to Apollo, to the god whose brow is decked with the laurel, and who, at Actium, whelmed the Egyptian fleet beneath the wave; visit those stately buildings raised by the sister and wife of Augustus, and his son-in-law decorated with the naval crown. Who objects to taking light from a light nearby? Such, too, was Ariadne, forsaken on the shores of Naxos, when Bacchus bore her away in his chariot, while the Satyrs cried, "Evoë" Ah, you women! In the third book of his Ars Amatoria Ovid advises women how to seduce men. If Apelles, of Cos, had not given us his vision of Venus, the goddess would still be buried beneath the waves. and through that opening seek a shameful gain. and dawn and twilight were parted equally: behold, Cephalus, Hermes’s child, returned to the wood. Perjury is hateful to a poet, and poetry too is a great factor in the making of a gentleman. Another thing, just as unbecoming, is pride. But there are not more acorns on an oak tree, more bees on Hybla, or wild beasts on the mountains, than there are modes of doing a woman's hair, and new ones are invented every day. carried through the waves by that deceptive bull. Look at this azure blue like a clear sky when the wind has ceased to herd the rain clouds from the South. Make a study of women, you'll find but few unfaithful ones among them. For example, how is your warder going to hinder you from writing, during the time you're supposed to be in your bath? How many things revolt us in the process, which delight us in the achievement. What was in your mind, when you hid there so foolishly. Let me begin with dress. Is he going to prevent a servant who is in your secrets and aids you in your amours from carrying your missives in her bosom under a wide shawl? But in this matter of walking, as in everything else, we must have a sense of proportion. His pace is slower and more deliberate. The stream that fleeteth by, never returns to the source whence it sprang. He, sure a wild beast moved, leapt youthfully to his feet. Look at the Capitol; compare it now with what it once was. And Sappho too; for what is more exciting than her verse? Weigh all this with care, since it’s for you: learn to carry yourself in a feminine way. Ars Amatoria takes the form of didactic verse in which a purportedly mature and experienced narrator instructs men and women alike on how to best play their hands at the long con of love. We men, alas, grow bald. You still might lack it now: but, before my eyes. the stones obligingly made Thebes’s new walls. If a man's rich, make. even learn to weep gracefully; to cry when they will, and as much as they will. Iron crumbles, stone’s worn away with use: that part’s sufficient, and escapes all fear of harm. R. K. Gibson, Ovid: Ars Amatoria, Book 3 (Cambridge Classical Texts and Commentaries 40). Some women cannot laugh without making a hideous grimace; others try to show how pleased they are, and you would imagine they were crying; others offend the car with harsh and ugly sounds; like the noise a dirty old she-ass makes as she brays at the mill-stone. Women should learn to sing. Thin padding suits those with high shoulder blades: a good brassiere goes with a meagre chest. let a woman look longingly at her young man, sigh deeply. Now dost thou glory in thy rashness. when vine-buds wake, and dark winter vanishes. and Jupiter’s eagle stoops on many birds. And whenever she wants, some friend and accomplice will say she's sick, and for all her illness accommodate her with the loan of her bed. how the woods, weeping, shed their leaves for Phyllis. dawn roses, and the Thracian crane’s grey. He longs for fame. Two books of their tricks have been composed: let this lot too be instructed by your warnings. And learn to sweep both hands across the genial harp, Let Callimachus, be known to you, Coan Philetas. I am loth to enter into petty details, but I should like my pupil to know how to throw the dice with skill, and to calculate with nicety the impetus she gives them as she tosses them on to the table. the weary youth often settled on this spot, ‘Come, fickle breeze (Aura), who cools my heat’, he used to sing, ‘be welcome to my breast.’. Another tied up behind, in Diana’s usual style. it smells of rosemary, bay and black myrtle: there’s no lack of foliage, dense box and fragile tamarisk, The many kinds of leaves and grass-heads tremble. That one laughs stridently in a hateful manner. How soon the wrinkles come; how swiftly fades the colour from the beauteous cheek! Then, tool the name of "adulterous" given to a duplicate key tells plainly enough the use to which we ought to put it. what was that but pasture for ploughmen’s oxen? One delights us with her loose flowing ringlets, another by wearing her hair closely patted down upon her temples. and snatch the holy relics from your Temple, Ino. She called out: ‘Ah me! and arms, and horses made to go in a circle. Be sure to keep all possible rivals out of. 4.5 out of 5 stars 2. Don't eat before meals when you are at home; and when you are at table, learn to be moderate and to eat a little less than you feel inclined to. Title page of a 1644 edition of Ars amatoria, published in Frankfurt. and the mind always thinks what it fears is true. Hot words are bandied to and fro; the air resounds with angry shouts, and each one calls in turn on the wrathful gods for help. nor is Cephalus the rosy goddess of Dawn’s shameful prize. Now let us take the buttons off the foils, and to it with naked weapons; though, likely enough, I am instructing you for my own undoing. Still, don’t give cause for grief, excessively. Doubtless it is a shame for a man to keep such damning proofs; but they put into his hands weapons as terrible as the fires of Etna. and however ill she is can leave her bed. 52 $170.00 $170.00. I judge that countering fraud with fraud’s allowed. Anger enters, ugly mischief, desire for gain. If the young Alcides had reason to complain of Helen, if his elder brother could with justice accuse Clytemnestra, Helen's sister; if, through the crime of Eriphyle, the daughter of Talaos, Amphiaraus went riding to the under-world on his living steeds, is it not also true that Penelope remained chaste when sundered from her husband who was kept for ten years fighting before Troy and who, when Troy had fallen, wandered over the seas for ten years more? (source: Nielsen Book Data) Summary This is a full-scale commentary devoted to the third book of Ovid's Ars Amatoria. If your thighs are still lovely with the charm of youth, if your bosom is without a flaw, lie aslant upon your couch; and think it not a shame to let your hair float unbraided about your shoulders. . When once she's at table, a woman should not drop off to sleep. with the same bit as one that’s truly mastered. What does she lose? A mutilated animal, a barren field, a leafless tree are hideous things to see: a bald head is not less so. Perhaps the best dressed among them all’s a thief. If you are short, sit down, lest when standing you should be thought to be sitting; if you are a dwarf, lie stretched at full length on your couch, and so that none may see how short you are, throw something over your feet to hide them. But to resume the work: bare facts for me. and close eyes overcome by Lethe’s night: or your maid can rightly detain the wretch with lengthy games. let him think that only he has access to your room. There are also potions that induce sleep and cloud the brain with a darkness as heavy as Lethean night. He burns, alas, with slow fires, like wet straw. BOOK III I HAVE just armed the Greeks against the Amazons; now, Penthesilea, it remains for me to arm thee against the Greeks, thee and thy valiant troop. Yet their aims are not required for my art. Ars amatoria, (Latin: “Art of Love”) poem by Ovid, published about 1 bce. when you’re given all that time to spend washing? Beware of burdening the many with the crime of the few: let the merits of each separate girl be seen. And you, O Venus, and you, ye goddesses, whose temples grace the Appian Way, look down upon the scene unmoved. Both sexes, well appointed, take the field, And mighty love determine which shall yield. Woman, what can you do with a man more delicate than you. Love tortures thee and tosses thy bosom this way and that. Read Wikipedia in Modernized UI. He'll very soon believe that you adore him, and as he looks upon your sufferings he'll exclaim, The woman's simply mad about me!" Ambition and desire for possession don’t touch us: the shady couch is cherished, the forum scorned. A skilful groom doesn't treat a colt just broken like a horse that has grown used to harness. Our hair, of which time robs us, falls even as the leaves when the North wind brings them down. Ambition, love of riches, these things torment us not; we reck not of the Forum and its triumphs; all we seek is seclusion and repose. from the three books stamped with the title Amores. Go equal to the fight: let them win, those who are favoured. That green is called water-green from the colour that it imitates; I could easily imagine that the Nymphs were clothed in such apparel. that girl would scarcely know her own face. Sometimes, when we are not properly on our guard, when we are carried away by the heat of the game, we forget ourselves and let our inmost nature stand revealed. The other is an old campaigner. Alas that the temple of bliss should have its secrets and mysteries. where one piece can be lost to two opponents. You too shouldn’t weight your ears with costly stones. Muses, don’t smash the wheels with galloping. He will endure many things that a raw recruit could never stand. ABOUT THE SERIES The Oxford Greek and Latin College Commentaries series is designed for students in intermediate or advanced Greek or Latin. It wouldn't be the first time he had taken his solemn oath to a lie. and be able to recite tender Propertius’s song, and the high-flown speech of Varro’s fleece. Charm’s in a defect: they try to speak badly: they’re taught, when they can speak, to speak less. examine them, you’ll despise them: gilding hiding wood: but the crowd’s not allowed to approach them till they’re done. Now my spirit departs into that air with its deceptive name: He held the body of his dying lady on his sad breast. No doubt you are expecting me to conduct you to banquets, and you would like me to tell you what I have to teach you thereupon. And Alcestis, who, by sacrificing her own life, redeemed her husband, Admetus, from the tomb. A few things shameful to mention, she must know how to call. Ask that question of the woods, who, in sorrow for her loss, shed their green raiment. and the excessively irksome care of a harsh husband. Some will attack you with a lying pretence of love. Nature, kindly toward your charms, has given you how many means to repair the ravages of time! And your accomplice may usefully entice the pestilent fellow to hope for her favours, and by soft dalliance make him oblivious of the fleeting hours. Those famous masterpieces of the sculptor Myron were once but useless, shapeless blocks of marble. with propriety, they weep when and how they wish. while there’s another lover for me than you. When Andromeda was chained to her rock, how was she to hope that anyone should have compassion on her tears? What’s easily given nourishes love poorly: mingle the odd rejection with welcome fun. Procris? That suits you pale-skinned girls especially: when I see it. You must have a soft, appealing expression, if you want to attract a lover. I should also disapprove of your using stag's marrow, or of your cleaning your teeth when anyone is there to see. naked Venus squeezing water from her wet hair. Girls must even learn to laugh. let the bride fear her husband:  to guard a wife is right: it’s fitting, it’s decreed by law, the courts, and modesty. Perhaps you won't believe this, and yet it's perfectly true: Troy would still be standing, if the Trojans had listened to old Priam's advice. That depends greatly on the skill of the person that dresses it. from birth, laughing would be a fatal error. Let others belaud those ancient times; I am satisfied to be a child of to-day. Ah me, I die . It was written in 2 AD. Woman cannot resist the flames and cruel darts of love, shafts which, methinks, pierce not the heart of man so deeply. in our age, that survives from our ancient ancestors. Perhaps the smartest of. If you are too confiding, others will win the quarry that belonged to you and someone else will net the hare that you had started. Every woman should study to find out the style that suits her best; and for that her mirror is the surest guide! and throw back your head with its flowing tresses. Why show a naked front. Why do I offer my naked bosom to be pierced? If I might turn from lesser to greater things. Ovid, Ars Amatoria Book 3 is of vital importance to the State. and perhaps, from its intent, what he might anxiously be asking. The art that adorns you should be unsuspected. O what a joyful surprise is hers; she sees her error, and how a name had led her mind astray. It is no thanks to thee, O Theseus, that Ariadne, abandoned on an unknown shore, fell not a prey to the birds of the sea. Those white hairs, which (so at least you swear) you had when you were quite a child, will swiftly cover all your head. Still safe loving should be mixed with fright. You lacked the art, and art makes love endure. We are a jovial company, and we like a woman to be gay. There’s a thousand games to be had: it’s shameful for a girl. Book I Part VII: There’s always the Dinner-Table; Book I Part VIII: And Finally There’s the Beach; Book I Part IX: How To Win Her; Book I … like new-cut timber on the mountain height. and the more affected step should be foregone. A present will even shut the husband's mouth. Tell me. Howbeit, I do not b any means forbid you to comb your hair before us; I love to see it fall in floating tresses about your shoulders. Don't lose the use of your head and feet; and never see two things when only one is there. Unyoke, for surely ’tis high time, the swans that have been harnessed this long while unto my car. Come to me, and I'll initiate you into the secret of giving them the slip. I nearly forgot the skilful ways by which you can. by being lazy, and to wash your face each morning in water? Learn also how to walk as a woman should. shall sing greater truths to you than my Muse: If you trust art’s promise, that I’ve long employed: Woman, feel love, melted to your very bones. that are looked after, tall crops stand in cultivated soil. Please note that Peter Green, our translator, provides copious notes : pages 337 and following, keyed into the text by "book" and line numbers. Acrisius did everything he could think of to keep Danaë intact. And don't have too pretty servant-maids about you either. Why do I betray myself? Even in such a detail as that, they study to be charming. the stag doesn’t teach the savage hounds to run. May such a mischance never befall any but our enemies! Please refer to our Privacy Policy. as she weeps, bleeding, on the hateful tresses. O mortal girls go to the goddesses for your examples. Notes to Ovid, Ars Amatoria 3.281-310. credo, -ere, -idi, -itum trust, believe, accept as true. Blush not, O Phœbe, that thou didst love Endymion upon the Latmian height. visit the three theatres, take some conspicuous seat: let the sand that’s drenched with warm blood be seen. book the third. And wait a little while before you answer: waiting. It happened once some busybody heard him and must needs report these harmless words unto his anxious spouse. That unwelcome statement was not addressed solely to men. Often a new husband is discovered at the old one's funeral: nothing makes a woman so alluring as to walk with dishevelled hair and let her tears flow unrestrainedly. Where indeed does Art not have a say! Now if too soon you yield, too soon you'll lose your love. Look at Laodamia, who, in order to join her husband in the grave, died long before her tale of years was told. A careful toilet will make you attractive, but without such attention, the loveliest faces lose their charm, even were they comparable to those of the Idalian goddess herself. The body’s artistes, the theatre’s spectacle, are loved: so great’s the gracefulness of their agility. with their nails, or prick the arm they’ve snatched at with a pin. Ovid: Ars Amatoria book 3 133 -152 and owns the vast wealth of the conquered world. Hardcover $160.52 $ 160. Don’t leave out seductive coos and delightful murmurings. In book two, Ovid shows how to keep her. Don’t let light into the room through all the windows: it’s fitting for much of your body to be concealed. There are so many other colours that cost. she’d be hidden, sunk beneath the waters. Only playful passions will be learnt from me: I’ll teach girls the ways of being loved. so that it falls, loosely spread, across your shoulders. lest the single tablet contain two hands. Music is a soothing thing. Acrisius took care to imprison his daughter, Danae: but she still made him a grandfather by her sin. Jupiter keep you free from all such vile reproaches. Would the wife of Ajax come richly apparelled to a warrior clad in the hides of seven oxen? I find it hard to believe, though I’m forced to by your children. How often a doubting lover’s been set on fire by letters. There isn’t only one style: choose what suits each one. Her husband was a rough soldier? And if Nature has withheld from you the sensation of pleasure, then teach your lips to lie and say you feel it all. There’s a god in us, and our dealings are with the heavens: this inspiration comes from ethereal heights. Sometimes sing over the songs you have heard at the theatre; sometimes sing voluptuous, Oriental airs. Only 1 left in stock - order soon. But he’s delighted to stay awake for fame: who’d know Homer. But if he doesn't run quite straight himself, don't, whatever you do, put yourself out too much about it. Do you suppose Ajax’s wife would come to him all smart. Nor does my voice say sell it, just don’t be afraid. Falsely, Jason left Medea, already a mother: As far as you knew, Theseus, the sea birds fed on Ariadne. hold back your throw! A haughty, disdainful look puts a man out of tune at once, and sometimes, even though a woman doesn't say a word, her countenance betrays something hostile and disagreeable. or cornelian cherries not yet fit for us to eat. it’s crazy to bear your fortune on your back! or always have it done at Bona Dea’s fertile temple. If you have too full a bust, contain it with a brassière. submit to slavery, poor things, for many years. especially if he's a coxcomb and thinks that even a goddess would fall in love with him. Not because stubborn gold’s mined now from the earth. A woman will appear wearing a mass of hair that she has just purchased. As soon as she saw the trampled grass and the print of recent footsteps, her heart beat faster than ever. We’re captivated by elegance: don’t ignore your hair: beauty’s granted or denied by a hand’s touch. on the forehead. Alas, your girl’s pierced by your spear! It's a horrible thing to see a woman really drunk. Always have the bait ready. A slight gives a new life to our dying flame, and I confess that, for my own part, I couldn't go on loving unless I had a set-back to endure from time to time. Foul fall the knaves that compel me to give you such advice. Hallowed was the dignity and venerable the name of Poet, and upon them great riches were often bestowed. I was going to tell you not to let your armpits smell, and to see that your legs were not rough with bristles. while we’re in harbour, may you ride the gentle breeze. and spread the full expanse of swelling sail. What destroyed you all, I ask? But don’t give in too easily to a young man’s prayers. Now forbear to condemn the whole sex for the crimes of a few of its members; let every woman be judged on her own merits. Often lift your feet above the threshold. Ars Amatoria Book 3 is the first volume in the Oxford Greek and Latin College Commentaries series. and good looks have been harmed by barbarous words! Ask why one road’s called Nine-Times and hear. Don’t believe too quickly: how quick belief can wound. offers her back as paper, and takes your words on her flesh. When she can hide papers fastened to her calf. Yet Danaë did what she should not have done, and made a grandsire of him. let hope seem more certain and fear grow less. While yet you may, and while you yet enjoy the spring-time of your years, taste of the sweets of life. Aurora arrays herself when, moist with dew, she yokes her shining coursers to her car. of golden wool, Phrixus, your sister Helle’s lament: and Aeneas the wanderer, the beginnings of mighty Rome. The golden figures shining from the ornate theatre. Ars Amatoria, Book III book. Artifice should look like carelessness. The Rijksmuseum, Translated by A. S. Kline © Copyright 2001 All Rights Reserved. Keep rivals away: you’ll win while you hold just one: love and power don’t last long when they’re shared. but nevertheless he holds the flames of Etna. You, my fair young charmers, will do well to mingle with the throng; bend your roaming footsteps full oft beyond your thresholds. If your legs are thin, don't be seen unlacing your sandals. Hear my prayers, O Phœbus, hear them, mighty Bacchus, and you, ye Muses, divine protectresses of poets. ... Book I; Book II; Book III This work is a translation and has a separate copyright status to the applicable copyright protections of the original content. Conditions and Exceptions apply. and the impetuous wheels rounding the turning-post. The fish will come and bite when you least expect it. when, skirts tucked up, she seeks the frightened quarry. the dew-wet goddess yokes her shining horses: this, Paphian myrtle: this, purple amethyst. and that hare you started running goes to others. Why carry all your fortune on your back? press the bed with her knees, arch her neck slightly. why should we be afraid of the leader’s name? and a rival often has to retrace the journey he began. It often happens that a letter gives the necessary impulse to a hesitating heart; and how often too has some clumsy uncouth utterance completely neutralised a girl's good looks. Life’s to be used: life slips by on swift feet. Women are even taught how to laugh. White suits the dark: you looked pleasing, Andromeda, in white: so dressed, the island of Seriphos was ruled by you. One girl will distort her face perversely by guffawing: another shakes with laughter, you’d think she’s crying. A bard’s dignity was inviolable: his name was honoured. The beautiful ones don’t seek art and instruction: they have their dowry, beauty potent without art: the sailor rests secure when the sea’s calm: Still, faultless forms are rare: conceal your faults. Hide these blemishes with care, and so far as may be, conceal the defects of your figure. antlers that are cast make the stag seem young: un-aided our beauties flee: pluck the flower. Book I Part III: Search while you’re out Walking; Book I Part IV: Or at the Theatre; Book I Part V: Or at the Races, or the Circus; Book I Part VI: Triumphs are Good too! Ah! Book one of Ars amatoria was written to show a man how to find a woman. Make him fear and hope together, every time you write. 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