Remedia Amoris; or, The Remedy of Love: Literally Translated into English Prose, with Copious NotesOvid
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Remedia Amoris; or, The Remedy of Love: Literally Translated into English Prose, with Copious Notes
Ovid
Latin poetry -- Adaptations; Latin poetry -- Translations into English
While still you may, and while moderate emotions influence your breast;
if you repent, withhold your footsteps upon the very threshold. Tread
under foot the hurtful seeds of the sudden malady, while they are still
fresh; and let your steed, as he begins to go, refuse to proceed. For
time supplies strength, time thoroughly ripens the young grapes; and it
makes that into vigorous standing corn, which before was only blades
of grass. The tree which affords its extending shade to those who walk
beneath, was but a twig at the time when it was first planted. At that
time, with the hand it could have been rooted from the surface of the
earth; now, increased by its own powers, it is standing upon a large
space. Examine with active perception, what sort of object it is, with
which you are in love; and withdraw your neck from a yoke that is sure
to gall. Resist the first advances; too late is a cure attempted, when
through long hesitation the malady has waxed strong. But hasten, and do
not postpone to a future moment; that which is not agreeable to-day,
will to-morrow be still less so. Every passion is deceiving, and finds
nutriment in delay. Each day's morrow is the best suited for liberty.
You see but few rivers arise from great sources; most of them are
multiplied by a collection of waters. If thou hadst at once perceived
how great a sin thou wast meditating, thou wouldst not, Myrrha, have had
thy features covered with bark. I have seen a wound, which at first
was curable, when neglected receive injury from protracted delay.
But because we are delighted to pluck the flowers of Venus, we are
continually saying, "This will be done to-morrow just as well." In
the meantime, the silent flames are gliding into the entrails; and the
hurtful tree is sending its roots more deep.
But if the time for early aid has now passed by, and an old passion is
seated deeply in your captured breast, a greater labour is provided;
but, because I am called in but late to the sick, he shall not be
deserted by me. With unerring hand the hero, son of Peeas, [1208] ought at
once to have cutout the part in which he was wounded. Still, after many
a year, he is supposed, when cured, to have given a finishing hand to
the warfare. I, who just now was hastening to dispel maladies at their
birth, am now tardy in administering aid to you at a later moment.
Either try, if you can, to extinguish the flames when recent; or when
they have become exhausted by their own efforts. When frenzy is in full
career, yield to frenzy in its career; each impulse presents a difficult
access. The swimmer is a fool, who, when he can cross the stream by
going down with it sideways, struggles to go straight against the tide.
A mind impatient, and not yet manageable by any contrivance, rejects
the words of an adviser, and holds them in contempt. More successfully,
then, shall I attempt it when he shall now allow his wounds to be
touched, and shall be accessible to the words of truthfulness.
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