Martial, : the twelve books of Epigrams,.

BOOK ELEVEN

LXXII
DRAUCI Natta sui uocat pipinnam,
Conlatus cui Gallus est Priapus.
* LXXIII
TO LYGDUS
How often you've promised that to me you'ld come,
And fixed both the time and the place;
While I, all impatience, have waited at home,
And ne'er got a glimpse of your face.
What curse shall I ask on your shoulders be laid?
May you carry a one-eyed old lady's sunshade!
LXXIV
CURANDUM penem commisit Baccara Raetus
Riuali medico. Baccara Gallus erit.
LXXV
THECA tectus ahenea lauatur
Tecum, Caelia, seruus; ut quid, oro,
Non sit cum citharoedus aut choraules?
Non uis, ut puto, mentulam uidere.
Quare cum populo lauaris ergo?
Omnes an tibi nos sumus spadones?
Ergo, ne uidearis inuidere,
Seruo, Caelia, fibulam remitte.
LXXVI
A RICH CREDITOR
You dun me for ten pounds I owe, and on the petty grounds
That some one else has failed, and so you lose two hundred
pounds,
But why exact from me the dues unpaid by other men?
For if two hundred you can lose, why, you can lose the ten.
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