I am the poet of the poor, because I was poor when I loved; since I could not give gifts, I gave words.
OvidVirtue and vice, evil and good, are siblings, or next-door neighbors, Easy to make mistakes, hard to tell them apart.
OvidI am the poet of the poor, because I was poor when I loved; since I could not give gifts, I gave words.
OvidVirtue and vice, evil and good, are siblings, or next-door neighbors, Easy to make mistakes, hard to tell them apart.
Ovid