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Epig. 14. Ovid, to Augustus Daughter in the Person of Corinna .

OVID.
Since thou did'st deigne (Soule of my life)
Within these Walk's to dally,
Me thought I saw the Nine at strife,
All taxing Nasos folly.


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CORINNA.
Tell them Augusta claimes thy love,
Whose farr superior looks,
Commands thy measures not to move,
And bids thee burn thy books.

OVID.
Should any to Augustus shew
The triumph of my fate,
How should unhappy Ovid know
For to preuent his hate.

CORINNA.
Timorous foole dar'st thou adore
My shrine, yet feare to be
Marty'rd, as others heretofore
For Love, and Venerie.