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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=475850" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Art of Love: Book Two</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">...Short partings do best, though: time wears out affections,<br>The absent love fades, a new one takes its place.<br>With Menelaus away, Helen's disinclination for sleeping<br>Alone led her into her guest's<br>Warm bed at night. Were you crazy, Menelaus?<br>Why go off leaving your wife<br>With a stranger in the house? Do you trust doves to falcons,<br>Full sheepfolds to mountain wolves?<br>Here Helen's not at fault, the adulterer's blameless -<br>He did no more than you, or any man else,<br>Would do yourself. By providing place and occasion<br>You precipitated the act. What else did she do<br>But act on your clear advice? Husband gone; this stylish stranger<br>Here on the spot; too scared to sleep alone -<br>Oh, Helen wins my acquittal, the blame's her husband's:<br>All she did was take advantage of a man's<br>Human complaisance. And yet, more savage than the tawny<br>Boar in his rage, as he tosses the maddened dogs<br>On lightening tusks, or a lioness suckling her unweaned<br>Cubs, or the tiny adder crushed<br>By some careless foot, is a woman's wrath, when some rival<br>Is caught in the bed she shares. Her feelings show<br>On her face. Decorum's flung to the wind, a maenadic<br>Frenzy grips her, she rushes headlong off<br>After fire and steel... .</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ovid">Ovid</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=475850" data-title="The Art of Love: Book Two de Ovid" data-description="...Short partings do best, though: time wears out affections, The absent love fades, a new one takes its place. With Menelaus away, Helen's disinclination for sleeping Alone led her into her guest's Warm bed at night. Were you crazy, Menelaus? Why..."></div> </div> </div>
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