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Ovid. Ars Amatoria (Latin for The Fine art of Love), 2 CE.

Why is it controversial?

How was information technology received?

The Art of Love has probably the longest history of censorship. The writer'south open endorsement of seducing married women prompted an outcry in Rome. The fiery Christian preacher, Savonarola, threw the book in his bonfire of vanities in 1497 in Florence. Elizabethan England (1599) banned the "immoral" book and destroyed existing copies. In the 20th century, many considered it too obscene and it was seized as recently every bit 1928 by U.South. Customs.

This is the second of two articles corresponding to the three parts (books) of The Art of Love:
a. How to seduce and keep women (Book 1 & 2)
b. How to seduce and go on men (Book 3)

Read the following as an introduction earlier you continue: Why Ovid's Ars Amatoria is a challenging volume to read?

Disclaimer: Unfortunately some of us demand this reminder: A few of Ovid'south instructions are outdated and immoral, and some are even worse. If you sexually force yourself on a woman (or take advantage of her while she's passed out drunkard), not but will your dotty pursuit be over, but you'd also be considered a rapist!

It's time to teach women:

Having armed Greeks against Amazons, I must at present prescribe
Weapons, Penthesilea, for you and your tribe.
[…]
"But why requite venom to snakes? Why beguile
Our sheepfold to wild she-wolves?" you may say.
Don't smear the whole sexual practice with the disgrace
Of the few who are bad, judge each as a separate case. ¹ Ovid, The Art of Love, trans. James Michie (New York: Modern Library, 2002), 111.

This unfortunate attitude to courtship is not unique to Ovid. Comparing courtship to a state of war means ane side has to lose, must be conquered. Of form, that was e'er the women's camp. That view was prevalent in written and oral cultures around the globe. Today, nosotros could go for better metaphors: a dance, for instance, where both partners could equally participate and relish.

Mythology Spotlight: The Amazon warriors: Boys are not welcome here!

The Amazons were a race of female person warriors who fought dressed similar men. They fought on the side of the Trojans in their groovy state of war, led by their nigh famous queen, Penthesilea. They were believed to live in the area known today equally mod-day Ukraine. To maintain the survival of their race, every twelvemonth they would visit a nearby tribe and have intercourse with their men, then they return home pregnant. Baby girls, they continue. Baby boys, they either kill them or send them to their fathers.

Women, while your youth lasts, don't pass up lovers:

Never forget that old historic period
Will arrive, never let time
Sideslip from y'all, wasted. While you lot're in your prime number,
While you still tin, accept fun, play,
For the years like h2o run away,
The river glides, the hour moves on,
And are irrevocably gone.
Youth should be used, it vanishes and then fast,
And pleasures to come will be less than pleasures past.
Those grey ghosts I call back equally a violet-bed,
Those thorns were one time a gift, a rose-wreath for my head.
Yous who now lock your lovers out—grow old,
And you'll prevarication alone at nighttime, feeling the cold,
Your door no longer battered
By midnight drunks, your threshold never scattered
With dawn roses. Oh yes, it'southward pitiful
That flab and wrinkles come so presently, too bad
When the radiant complexion you once had
Fades, and the streaks you swear
You always had equally a girl are suddenly everywhere—
A whole head of grey hair!
[…]
Moon, when over Mount Latmos you had a trounce
On Endymion, you felt no need to blush,
Nor was there, Aurora, in your eyes
Any shame in making Cephalus your prize.
Though Venus still mourns Adonis, all the same
She bore 2 children with a different name.
Follow the role models in the sky,
Earthbound women, and don't deny
Your pleasures to hungry men. They may corruption
Your trust. So what? What have you got to lose? ² Ibid., 115-117.

Mythology Spotlight: The moon goddess put a shepherd to sleep, then made love to him

Moon (aka Luna or Selena, who is sometimes merged with the goddess Diana/Artemis) brutal in love with a handsome shepherd named Endymion. She put him in perpetual slumber so he'd continue his beauty eternally, and fabricated dearest to him. She bore him 50 daughters.

Mythology Spotlight: The goddess of dawn carried abroad Cephalus and ravished him

Aurora (Eos), the goddess of dawn, was infatuated with Cephalus, an Athenian with great beauty. She eventually carried him away and ravished him. She kept him to live with her on Mount Olympus. The blushes of the goddess of dawn over her heart's desires is what gives the hour of dawn its rosy color.

Mythology Spotlight: The goddess of love, Venus, rejected in love!

Don't neglect your trunk hair:

A few words to guarding confronting underarm "goat"
And bristling, hairy legs, but I'g talking to girls finer
Than the peasants in due north-due west Asia Minor
Or the rocky Caucasus. ³ Ibid., 125.

Removal of female body hair could be traced to well before Rome, all the way to Hellenic republic and Egypt before it.

Be reasonable with brand-up and never let anyone see yous use it:

[D]on't let your lover run across the boxes and jars
On your dressing-table—recall, ars
Est celare artem. The average human feels sick
At the sight of make-up put on so thick
That information technology melts and runs down a sweaty cervix.
As for that facial grease
Extracted from an unwashed fleece,
Fifty-fifty though it'due south "from Athens" it will offend
All noses. Nor can I recommend
Dabbing hind'southward marrow foam on your face
Or cleaning your teeth in a public place.
It may better your looks, but information technology doesn't make skilful viewing.
[…]
While you lot're at your toilet; women should keep,
Till the work'south perfected, out of sight.
Do I have to know why your complexion'due south white?
Shut the boudoir door—why show
A half-finished painting? Men don't need to know
Too much; well-nigh of what yous do
Would daze us if it weren't concealed from view.
The excellent statues in our theatres—y'all would sneer
If you looked at them closely: wood with gilt veneer.
That's why the public aren't immune nearly
Until the work's completed,
And why, also, nosotros men shouldn't be treated
To the sight of you making upwards. I don't ban
Combing your pilus out in front of a man
So that information technology ripples down your back, but take care
Not to lose your temper trying to repair
Knots and tangles. ^iv Ibid., 125-127.

Ars Est Celare Artem ways it is an art to conceal art.

Larn to muffle the flaws of your body:

A flawless face is rare:
Mask your blemishes as best yous tin can, accept care
To hide your torso'south faults. If you lot're dumpy, sit in a chair
(You could be taken for seated if on your anxiety!),
Or stretch yourself, withal petite,
On a couch, legs under a wrap, out of sight,
And so inquisitive eyes can't estimate your tiptop;
If you lot're scrawny, go in for thick-woven, profuse
Garments, a robe hanging loose
Over the shoulders; if your peel's pallid, puce
Stripes are the answer; if it's swarthy, make use
Of white, contrasting linen from the Nile;
If you've ugly anxiety, conceal them in buskin-fashion
Bootees; if your calves are too lean,
Keep them bars, don't permit them exist seen;
Pads help jutting shoulder-blades, and a bra is a must
For a flat bust;
If your nails are rough and your fingers fat,
Don't gesticulate; if your breath's bad, never chat
On an empty stomach, and leave a practiced space
Between your rima oris and your lover's face;
If you've a tooth that'southward black, protruding, or askew,
To laugh's a fatal matter to practice.
Would y'all believe it, women written report even the act
Of laughing! That, too, calls for tact.
The oral fissure should exist opened only so wide,
The dimples kept pocket-sized on either side,
And the meridian teeth at the tip
Just covered by the lower lip—
No interminable, side-splitting
Merriment, merely a sort of light trill, equally is befitting
To their sex activity. Whereas 1 girl will twist her
Face into a grotesque guffaw, her sis
Volition stagger about bent double
So you lot'd think she was weeping in real trouble,
While a third emits a raucous, unpleasing sound
Similar the bray of a donkey pushing the millstone circular. ⁵ Ibid., 129-131.

Although his advice on hiding unattractive features could exist seen as crude, information technology's non entirely dissimilar from that published in modernistic magazines.

Women should larn to walk properly:

Learn how to apply your body as a woman should:
The walk is a part of sex-appeal at which you can't belittle—
Information technology turns a stranger on or puts him off.
A. sways her hips skilfully, lets her robe menstruum and flare
With the welcomed air,
An arrogant, mincing charmer;
While B., like the sunday-reddened married woman of an Umbrian farmer,
Has a huge, gawky step.
But here, equally in well-nigh things, moderation should preside—
One adult female moves like a bucolic spouse,
The other more decadently than taste allows.
In spite of which, by all means flaunt the charm
Of a naked upper right arm—
It especially suits you lot girls whose flesh is white;
Just the sight of a shoulder like that makes me long to buss and seize with teeth! ⁶ Ibid., 133.

Women should learn how to sing:

The Sirens, those bird-women of the main,
With their sweetness voices could detain
The swiftest ship. Ulysses, though bound fast,
Almost wrenched himself free of the ropes circular the mast
When he heard their song (the rest,
Ears plugged with wax, stayed self-possessed).
Song is a seductive matter:
All women should acquire how to sing—
In many cases
The phonation is equally good a procuress equally the face up is. ^seven Ibid.

Mythology Spotlight: Ulysses and the song of the sirens

As Ulysses (Odysseus) was sailing dwelling afterwards fighting in the legendary Trojan State of war, he approached the island of the sirens. He had been warned most them before his journey. The sirens were one-half-bird half-adult female monsters who lured ships with their hypnotizing beautiful vocal, then killed everyone aboard. He had the crew plug their ears with wax and then they'd be deaf to the sirens. He himself wanted to hear their song but he asked the crew tie him to the mast so he wouldn't change the grade of the ship towards the isle. The ship sailed by safely away from the island.

Women should larn to play musical instruments:

An educated (my way) girl won't lack the skill
To handle both the strings and quill.
When Orpheus touched his lyre, the sound
Moved rocks and beasts, and held spellbound
The rivers of Hell and the three-headed hound;
And when Amphion played
(That noble avenger of his mother'south shade),
Stones leapt gladly to form new walls for his city.
Even a dumb dolphin was moved to compassion
By Arion'due south lyre—you know the famous fable. ⁸ Ibid., 133-135.

Mythology Spotlight: Orpheus' lyre could melt the heart of the ruler of hell

Orpheus had magical powers, he could mesmerize anyone or anything with his lyre. He was grief-stricken later on his wife Eurydice died by a snakebite. To meet her, he descended into Hades (a proper noun for both the underworld and its god). The guardian of the river Styx of Hell is a three-headed hound, Cerberus. He was able to charm the monster with his music. Then he was able to move the heart of Hades, god of the dead. Hades so allowed him to return with his wife dorsum to the land of the living, on ane status: Don't turn around to gaze upon her until the end of the journey out of Hades. At the final moment of their journey out, he tuned effectually and he lost his only opportunity to bring back to life.

Mythology Spotlight: Amphion's music is and then beautiful, it could literally motility stones

Jupiter was attracted to Antiope and raped her. (Some other rape story by Jupiter!). She gave birth to twin boys, Amphion and Zethus. She abandoned both sons out of shame for being the production rape. She was captured and given every bit a slave to Dirce, the wife of the king of Thebes (today in Central Greece). Dirce hated her and one day ordered two men (Amphion and Zethus) to kill her by tying her to the horns of a raging bull. Only Amphion and Zethus had learnt that Antiope is their mother, so they carried out the human activity on Dirce herself out of revenge for her corruption of their mother. Amphion would go one to be known as a dandy singer. He had learnt music from Hermes, his lover. (I of several same-sex relationships in classical mythology.) The music of his lyre was so mannerly that it helped build walls effectually the citadel of Thebes. At the sound of his lyre the stones glided gently into the right places creating a wall.

Mythology Spotlight: Arion attracts dolphins with his vocal

The vocalizer Arion had no match. He travelled to Sicily to have part in a contest which he won. Sailing back with his gold, the sailors plotted to throw him overboard to steal his prize. He begged them to let him to sing one concluding vocal before he jumps himself. They let him. When he jumped, at that place was a group of dolphins who had been listening to his song. I of them carried him ashore and saved his life. Later the sailors were arrested when they reached land and the gilded was returned to its rightful owner.

Women should larn poetry:

Know your poets: Callimachus, Philetas, and the bard
From Teos, that old man who drank so hard,
And Sappho (have you ever read such sexy verse?),
And Menander whose duped fathers always expletive
Rascally slaves. Read tender Propertius; read Gallus;
And quote, of course, from yous, Tibullus;
Read Varro's ballsy tale of ancient Hellenic republic,
The Argonauts, about the golden fleece
Which brought poor Helle petty joy;
Read the Aeneid, whose hero fled from Troy
And from whose settlement towering Rome has sprung—
The noblest verse form in our Latin tongue.
Who knows, one day my proper noun may rank among
Theirs, and my works succeed
In escaping Lethe ⁹ Ibid., 135.

Lethe (pronounced LEE-thee) is one of the five rivers of the underworld (Hades) and it ways oblivion or forgetfulness.

Women should learn to trip the light fantastic and play board games:

Yes, y'all've guessed right, I'd have every girl raise
Her paradigm by knowing how to dance,
So that when wine's poured and guests phone call for an human action,
She tin can oblige. Why non? Phase stars attract
Applause, such are the ballet's charms,
By the sinuous movements of their hips and arms.
I feel ashamed to offer advice
Nigh trivia, but girls should play knucklebones and dice
And board-games. ¹⁰ Ibid., 137.

Join the crowds to observe a lover:

Yous pretty girls, a crowd pays—join the group,
Cross your threshold, get around. The she-wolf stalks the troop
To seize one sheep, the eagle aims its dive
At a flock of birds. A beautiful woman should show
Herself in public: yous never know,
Out of the ruck
One man may spot you lot and exist struck.
To be admired, be seen all over the place,
Devote great care to your effigy and your confront.
Luck plays a big role. Continue your fish-claw dangling—
They're where you to the lowest degree expect them, when y'all're angling. ^xi Ibid., 141.

Beware of playboys:

Merely steer clear of the young professor
Of elegance, the too good-looking, snappy dresser
Who'due south always arranging his hair—he'll tell yous a stale,
Thousand-times-told tale;
His heart'due south a gypsy, it camps, it moves.
What tin a woman exercise when the man she loves
Is smoother than she is and, for all she can tell,
Has more men than she does equally well?
Information technology's hard to believe, merely it's true, Troy would take stayed
Unsacked had Cassandra's warnings been obeyed.
Some men conduct their siege under a disguise
Of passion in order to lay hands on the prize—
A shameful ploy. Don't be fooled by his sleek,
Scented pilus, tight-laced shoe-tongues, chic,
Fine-textured togas, or the band
(Single or plural) glittering
On his mitt. ¹² Ibid., 143.

Mythology Spotlight: Why Cassandra's prophecies are never believed?

Cassandra, a Trojan princess, was loved past the god Apollo. He promised her the gift of prophecy merely if she were to requite in to his desires. She accepted and received the gift but and so rejected him. Out of revenge, he decreed that no 1 would e'er believe her prophecies. She foretold the Trojan war and its devastation but was ignored. Things have a worse plow later when she gets brutally raped at the altar of the goddess Athena by one of the Greek warrior leaders of the war, Ajax the Bottom. The Greek goddess herself was moved to tears at what happened to the Trojan princess and was furious at the Greeks.

If you find a human'southward gift pleasant, allow him take you to bed:

If a man'southward made a off-white offer, said it
In so many words, then promise in the same measure out
And, if he pays, meet your side of the deal of pleasure.
The girl who takes a gift and doesn't honor
The pact could boodle the shrine of Isis, give belladonna
And hemlock to a lover, cause the undying fire
Of the Vestal Virgins to expire! ¹³ Ibid., 143-145.

Ovid compares ungrateful women who do not give in to sex after receiving gifts to the sacking of the shrine of Isis (an Egyptian goddess worshiped by the Greeks and Romans). These women, he continues, might as well requite poison (hemlock) to their lovers or put out the sacred fire of the Vestal Virgins.

History Spotlight: The sacred burn of the Vestal Virgins

The Vestal Virgins were a real group of young handpicked virgins who took a vow of chastity for 30 years. That practice lasted for more than a yard years. They were priestesses of Vesta, the goddess of the hearth and burn. They were dressed completely in white and tasked with looking afterwards a burn which was considered sacred and if ever put out would be a terrible omen for Rome and its citizens. They were perhaps the freer of women in Roman society since they did not vest (were not the property of) fathers or husbands. However, they were under the authority of male priests. No one was allowed to harm them. When one broke her vow and took a lover in 114 BCE, she was solemnly buried alive. The fire was officially extinguished by the Christian emperor Theodosius in 394, an act which was highly sacrilegious to the concluding of the Virgins. Some of the remaining pagans attributed the decline of Rome and its sack by the Visigoths in 410 a issue of their abandon of traditional Roman religions and the adoption of "that cult from the E" (Christianity).

Play tricks on him to stir his jealousy:

Lock him out, let him camp rough
Outside your door ("oh, cruel door!") and plead
And threaten till he'southward blue in the face. Men need
Variety, we all relish
The jolt of biting flavours; sweet things cloy;
Sometimes a skiff's upset past favouring winds:
That'southward why a woman oft finds
Her husband's ardour falling below scratch—
He has too easy admission, the key of the latch.
[…]
A game horse performs best in a race
When the field's ahead of him, and he has to chase
And overtake. Resentment fans a declining burn down—
I myself, I confess, tin can merely feel want
Under the stimulus of some hurt.
Only it mustn't be too gross or overt:
Let your lover worry abroad and always suppose
Much more than he knows.
Pretend your husband's a jealous bore, that a spy,
Some scowling slave, is keeping an eye
On all you do—and he'll be thrilled. Unalloyed,
Unmixed with danger, pleasure'southward less enjoyed.
Though you're as free as any courtesan,
Announced scared. Though the door'south safe, have the young human being
Climb in through the window, while you act afraid.
Then arrange for a well-rehearsed maid
To burst in subsequently, crying, "All is discovered!"
And hustle the quaking male child into a cupboard.
Notwithstanding,
In case he decides the nocturnal game
Isn't worth the candle, dilute fear with a measure
Of pure, worry-free pleasure. ^xiv Ibid., 153-155.

Hiding your lover in a cupboard is a clear example of Ovid's jokes and is not meant to be taken seriously.

Listen your manners while eating and drinking:

Handle your food
Tidily, good
Table manners matter—information technology's a disgrace
To smear sauce all over your confront.
Don't snack at home first; equally, don't indulge in greed:
Eat just a little less than you need.
If Paris had ever seen
His Helen guzzling, he'd have thought, "I've been
A fool—my prize looks quite obscene."
It'due south far more suitable, I think,
And more than attractive, for a girl to drink,
For Cupid and Bacchus, love and wine,
Tend to combine
Successfully. Last, if you have a potent head, you'll have no trouble
With your brain and your legs—but on no account see double.
A drunk, sprawling adult female's a revolting sight;
Whoever has her, serve her right.
And when the table's cleared, don't nod off, keep
Alert—gross things tin can happen to a girl asleep. ^xv Ibid., 165-167.

Stay articulate from Ovid'due south communication hither: if she's drunkard "whoever has her, serve her right." More often than not, having sex under the influence of booze delves into the gray surface area of whether it'south consensual. But what Ovid is describing above is a woman so boozer she's lying sprawled. Sex activity in that case is rape!

Mythology Spotlight: Venus bribes Paris by giving him the woman he'south obsessed with: Helen

Find out which sex position suits you lot all-time:

The residue I chroma to write, but kind Venus can merits,
"I've a special business concern for what you're shy to proper noun."
Each woman should know herself, and in the human activity of sex activity
Suit her trunk for the all-time effects.
No one method is best
For everybody. If you're blessed
With a pretty confront, lie supine in the sack;
If yous're proud of your back,
Then perform the act
Similar a beast, two-backed,
And offering a lovely rear view to beholders.
[…]
If you've fine, long flanks, kneel on the bed,
Cervix arched, head
Dorsum-tilted. If you've perfect breasts and youthful thighs,
Take your lover stand up, and you lot lie down slantwise.
Never blush to loosen your hair and let it float
Wild, like a maenad's, round your arching throat.
If your belly shows stretch-marks, then plow over
And offer your lover
A rear appointment, as the Parthian cavalry might.
Beloved has a yard postures to delight:
A uncomplicated 1, and the least physically trying,
Is on the right side, half-sitting, half-lying. ¹⁶ Ibid., 167-169.

Mythology Spotlight: The maenads are mad for the god of wine

The Maenads (pronounced "meenads") were female person followers of Bacchus (Dionysus), the god of wine. They were known to celebrate their god past having frenzied, euphoric dances, overtaken by him. Their rituals were associated with intense ecstasy to the signal of madness. That explains why the Greek word "maenad" means "mad."

Every woman should bask orgasms, only when you tin can't have it, fake it:

If nature hasn't given
You the knack of orgasm, only make it
Sound as if you lot were coming, fake information technology.
(Unlucky the i who's numb there, not to savor
What should be the birthright of both girl and male child.)
But take care that your bluff
Isn't seen through. Lay on convincing stuff—
Writhing body, rolling eyes,
Gasps and ecstatic cries,
All the signs of pleasure—though, I'll risk maxim it,
That secret role has its way of betraying information technology
Girls who demand an after-sex gift can't expect
Their "pretty pleases" to accept any result.
Oh, and don't bare all the windows to the lite:
Much of your torso's best kept out of sight. ¹⁷ Ibid., 169.

This is the 2nd of two articles corresponding to the iii parts (books) of The Fine art of Honey:
a. How to seduce and continue women (Book 1 & 2)
b. How to seduce and proceed men (Book 3)

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