Ovid: Ei mihi, quod nullis amor est sanabilis herbis nec prosunt domino, quae prosunt omnibus, artes! Alas for me, love is inc

Ei mihi, quod nullis amor est sanabilis herbis nec prosunt domino, quae prosunt — Ovid

Ei mihi, quod nullis amor est sanabilis herbis nec prosunt domino, quae prosunt omnibus, artes! Alas for me, love is incurable With any herb; the arts which cure the others Do me, their lord, no good!

Ovid

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