Martial, : the twelve books of Epigrams,.

MARTIAL'S EPIGRAMS
Fine graded pearls and emeralds I must find.
And gold is copper to her generous mind.
Is any mistress worth the cost? Oh noAnd yet she ought to think I think her so.
XXVIII
INUASIT medici Nasica phreneticus Eucti
Et percidit Hylan. Hic, puto, sanus erat.
XXIX
TO PHYLLIS
TRYING to fan his passion into flame,
You ancient dame, you choke a languid lover;
And when you call him many a pretty name,
It takes him simply ages to recover.
That's not the way-such blandishments abjureOffer him gold, a cellar, wine to fill it,
Slaves, houses, gorgeous plate, and furniture,
These may warm passion, your caresses chill it.
XXX
Os male causidicis et dicis olere poetis.
Sed fellatori, Zoile, peius olet
XXXI
GOURDS
THOUGH Atreus, so the fable runs,
Sliced up and cooked Thyestes' sons,
Caecilius with humaner mind
Plays Atreus with the pumpkin kind;
Hors d'oeuvres of gourd are offered you
And gourd for courses one and twoThen comes a change? Oh no, you'll see
Some sort of gourd for number three;
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