I'm not sitting here because of my enthusiasm for race horses; but I will pray that the chariot driver you favour may win. I am here, in fact, so that I might sit beside you and talk to you. I didn't want the love which you stir in me to be concealed from you. So, you watch the races, and I'll watch you. Let's each watch the things we love most, and let's feast our eyes on them.
Hee. Isn't Ovid a sweet guy. Going to chariot races to pick up chicks. Must have been the hot spots of ancient Rome.
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