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EPIGRAMS  OF  MARTIAL. 


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PKEFACE. 


It  is  a  smgular  fact  that  Martial  is  the  only  Latin  poet  of 
mark  who  baa  not  hitherto  been  completely  translated  into 
the  English  language.    If  not  so  interesting  as  Poets  of  the 
Augustan  Age  for  his  latinity,  he  is  more  so  for  his  pictures 
of  the  manners  and  customs  of  Eome  at  that  very  interesting 
period  the  commencement  of  the  Christian  era.     It  must  be 
premised  that  his  constant  and  severe  castigation  of  the  two 
great  vices  which  prevailed  in  his  time,  and  the  unflinching 
boldness  with  which  he  proclaims  them,  has  given  him  the 
reputation  of  an  obscene  poet ;  but  his  lashings  were  well  di- 
rected, and,  no  doubt,  had  a  beneficial  effect.    Horaae,  Virgil, 
JuTenal,  Catullus,  and  several  other  of  the  great  poets  of 
antiquity,  have  indulged  in  similar  freedoms,  although  not 
to  the  same  extent,  and  the  character  of  the  age  permitted 
and  almost  seemed  to  demand  them.     In  our  own  modern 
times,  that  is,  in  the  brilliant  literary  epoch  which  includes 
Shakespeare,  Beaumont  and  Fletcher,  Swift,  Prior,  Fielding, 
Pope,  and  Byron,  we  have  a  similar  tendency,  but  he  must 
be  very  squeamish  who  would  entirely  banish  these  valuable 
^  authors  on  account  of  it.     I  am  not,  however,  intending  to 
^  enter  the  lists  in  defence  of  Martial,  and  have  merely  said 
:  thus  much  in  excuse  for  giving  him  a  place  in  the  present 
^  Library,  which,  sooner  or  later,  is  intended  to  include  all  the 
leading  Greek  and  Boman  classics. 

Elphinston,  in  his  pre&ce,  ventures  to  assert  that  Martial 
laboured  in  the  detection  of  error,  the  vindication  of  inno- 
^noe,  the  diffusion  of  knowledge,  and  the  display  of  truth ; 


ir  PEEFACE. 

and  that  he  communicates  more  life,  and  more  literature, 
more  wisdom,  and  more  wit,  than  any  other  of  the  ancient 
poets,  or  perhaps  than  all  of  them  put  together.  This  is 
stronger  language  in  his  favour  than  other  writers  have 
used,  and  perhaps  more  than  is  borne  out  bj  the  evidence, 
but  the  reader  will  judge  for  himself. 

The  plan  of  the  present  edition  has  been  to  give  every 
Epigram  hitherto  ascribed  to  Martial,  in  English  prose, 
accompanied,  as  far  as  they  could  be  found,  by  metrical  ver- 
sions. In  those  instances  where  an  English  translation 
given  faithfully  would  be  too  gross  for  our  present  notions 
of  propriety,  the  Latin  has  been  retained,  accompanied  by 
the  Italian  version  of  Graglia,  who  has  been  rather  dextrous 
in  refining  impurities.  He  was  an  Italian  teacher  in  Lon- 
don, where  his  book'  was  printed  in  1782  and  1791,  and  it 
then  had,  and  still  has,  a  very  general  and  unrestricted  sale. 
There  have  been  seven  complete  French  versions  of  Martial/ 
some  very  recent,  and  it  would  have  been  equally,  if  not 
more  convenient  to  select  from  these,  but  that  none  of  tbem 
have  used  the  least  refinement,  indeed,  have  sometimes 
rather  exceeded  their  author  in  his  worst  properties. 

It  now  remains  to  speak  of  the  present  translation.  This 
was  first  undertaken,  and  to  some  extent. performed,  by  a 
Cambridge  graduate  of  accredited  powers,  but  proved  too 
syntactically  literal  for  perspicuity ;  it  then  passed  into  the 
hands  of  a  literary  veteran  of  the  sister  University,  and  has 
finally  been  read  through  the  press  with  great  diligence  by 
my  eldest  son  and  myself.  No  book  in  my  Classical  Librar}* 
has  been  found  so  difficult,  or  has  had  such  a  thorough  comb- 

'  Trad,  en  prose  par  Michel  de  Marolles,  Paris,  1655.  En  vers  par  M. 
de  Marolles,  Pans,  1671  and  1675.  En  vers  par  le  Baron  Simon  et  P.  R. 
Augnis,  Paris,  1819.  En  pros©  par  Verger,  Dubois,  et  Mangeart,  Paris. 
1834-5.  En  rers  par  Dubos  et  Jules  Janin,  Paris,  1841.  En  prose  par 
Denis  Volland,  Paris,  1807.    En  prose  par  M.  ^{3ard,  Paris,  1843. 


■.J 


PHEFACE.  V 

ing,  aad  if  any  imperfections  still  remain,  I  am  willing,  as  the 
last  reader,  to  be  responsible  for  them.  The  book  will  at  least 
be  found  to  possess  one  singular  advantage,  which  is  in  re- 
spect to  the  metrical  versions.  Having  f6r  more  than  ten 
yean  past  intended  to  give  Martial  to  the  English  reader  on 
the  present  plan,  I  collected  every  poetical  scrap  likely  to 
forward  my  object,  and,  besides  several  rare  volumes,  for- 
tunately fell  in  with  a  very  interesting  MS.  of  the  age  of 
Ehxabeth,  which  versifies  with  considerable  ability  a  great 
proportion  of  the  Epigrams.  The  only  metrical  versions  in- 
troduced, which  may  be  deemed  unworthy  of  a  place  in  the 
Tolnme,  are  those  of  Elphinston,  which,  it  must  be  confessed, 
are  very  indifferent,  to  say  no  worse  of  them.  But  he  has 
always  stood  to  the  public  as  the  accepted  English  versifier 
of  Martial,  and  his  pompous  Quarto,  dignified  by  a  long 
array  of  subscribers'  names,  stiU  occupies  a  prominent  place 
in  many  libraries ;  we  may  therefore  stand  excused  for  using 
him  in  places  where  no  better  could  be  found. 

This  volume  has  been  at  press  for  nearly  three  years,  and 
a  large  proportion  of  it  was  printed  when  we  were  unexpect- 
edly greeted  by  Mr.  Amos  with  his  "Martial  and  the 
Modems."  His  plan  is  much  the  same  as  our  own,  excepting 
that  he  generally  adds  a  commentary ;  but  he  confines  him* 
self  to  a  selection  of  about  260  Epigrams  (out  of  more  than 
1500),  and  his  metrical  adjuncts  are  comparatively  few. 
Instead,  therefore,  of  entertaining  any  jealousy  of  the  book, 
we  rather  welcome  its  appearance  as  an  indication  of  the 
interest  English  scholars  are  again  taking  in  a  poet  so  long 
left  in  repose. 

HENET  G.  BOHN. 
Dee,  28M,  1859. 


INTRODUCTION. 


The  literature  of  imperial  Eome  has  powerfully  influenced  the 
civilization  of  the  Western  world ;  and,  amid  the  vast  changes  of 
our  social  system,  still  continues  to  maintain  its  high  place  in  the 
republic  of  letters.  This  is  due  partly  to  the  grandeur  of  the 
people  by  whom  the  language  was  spoken,  but  more  so  to  the 
illustrious  writers  who  wedded  it  to  intellectual  creations  that 
must  ever  be  models  for  study  and  admiration. 

Among  these  writers.  Martial  stands  as  the  first  Epigrammatist, 
not  only  of  his  own,  but  of  every  succeeding  age.  The  bent  of  his 
genius  seems  to  have  lain  entirely  in  this  direction.  Everything 
he  penned,  whether  begging  a  favour,  satirizing  a  fault,  writing  an 
inscription,  or  pacing  a  compliment,  was  an  epigram. 

The  word  epigram  originally  signified,  as  its  etymology  implies, 
nothing  more  than  an  inscription.  But  in  the  development  which 
it  received  in  the  progress  of  literature,  and  especially  at  the  hands 
of  Martial,  it  assumed  an  entirely  new  character,  and  may  be  de- 
fined as  the  concentration  of  satire  and  pointed  invective  in  a  short 
poem.  One  idea  is  selected,  and  to  this  all  the  powers  of  the 
poet's  mind  are  directed,  and  made  to  converge  as  to  a  point. 

To  the  gracefulness  of  the  Greek  epigram  the  Komans  super^ 
added  shrewdness  and  an  acute  observation  of  human  nature  :  the 
shafts  of  Martial  are  pointed  by  the  same  sarcastic  feeling  which 
inspired  the  Epodes  of  Horace,  and  the  Satires  of  Juvenal. 

In  the  essentials  of  brevity  and  smartness  our  author  seldom  or 
never  failed.  Some  of  his  epigrams  are,  it  is  true,  very  obscure  to 
us  now,  owing  to  our  imperfect  acquaintance  with  the  subject  of 
his  satire.  And  in  such  a  mass  it  is  to  be  expected  that  manj 
would  be  of  indifferent  merit.  Of  this  the  poet  himself  was  wefl 
aware,  as  we  learn  from  his  own  words.  Book  i.  Ep.  1 6  : 

Sunt  hona,  sunt  (^uoedam  medioeria,  sunt  mala  plura 
Qu»  legiB  hie :  ahter  non  fit,  Avite,  liber. 

Of  the  epierams  which  you  read  here,  some  are  ffood,  some  middlin"- 
manj  bad :  a  oook,  Avitus,  cannot  be  made  in  any  other  way. 


o' 


INTKODUCTION.  Wl 

Bat  the  greater  part  are  unquestionably  fall  of  profound  wit  and 
humour,  and  it  is  only  to  be  regretted  that  they  should  be  asso- 
cnted  with  so  many  that  must  be  intolerable  to  any  but  an  impure 
taste. 

Tbe  age  of  Martial,  which  just  preceded  the  decline  of  Eo- 
man  literature,  allowed  full  scope  for  epigrammatic  satire.  The 
dty  of  !Bome  appears,  as  we  learn  from  Juvenal,  and  other  con- 
tfinpoFBiy  writers,  to  have  presented  one  universal  scene  of  villany. 
The  despotism  of  the  Emperors,  the  luxury  of  the  patricians,  the 
disdpation  of  the  citizens,  and  the  corruption  of  public  men,  had 
then  arriTed  at  a  climax.  Every  feature  of  depravity  started  from 
the  canvass.  The  laws  of  nature  were  everywhere  violated,  and 
iniquity  itaelf  acquired  a  kind  of  legal  acknowledgment. 

"  In  every  street  were  found 
Voluptnous  Sybarites  with  roses  crown'd ; 
The  rank  Miletan  and  tlie  Tarentine, 
L>iwd,  petulant,  and  reeling  ripe  with  wine." 

The  bi(^raphy  of  Mabcus  Valerius  Maetialis  is  involved 
in  aome  obscurity ;  and  the  little  we  know  of  him  is  chiefly  derived 
from  his  own  writings.  With  the  exception  of  ^lius  Yerus,  who 
des^nated  him  as  "  his  Virgil,"  and  the  younger  Pliny,  he  does 
not  appear  to  have  been  especially  noticed  by  any  contemporary 
writers.  Pliny  describes  him  as  a  man  of  acute  and  lively  genius, 
whose  writings  abound  with  an  agreeable  spirit  of  wit  and  satire, 
conducted  at  the  same  time  with  great  candour  and  good  nature. 
He  also  informs  us  that  when  Martial  left  Eome,  he  made  him 
a  present  to  defray  the  expenses  of  his  journey,  *'not  only  as 
a  testimony  of  his  friendship,  but  in  return  for  the  verses  with 
which  he  had  complimented  him." 

From  the  above,  and  occasional  allusions  made  by  Spartianus, 
Lampridius,  and  the  grammarians  of  the  later  period,  we  are 
enabled  to  glean  so  much  of  Martial's  personal  history,  as 
that  he  was  bom  at  BilbiHs,  in  Spain,  on  the  1st  of  March,  in 
the  third  year  of  Claudius,  a.  d.  43.  This  Bilbilis  (the  modem 
Bubiera)  was  a  town  of  ancient  Celtiberia,  now  known  as  Arragon, 
and  situated  on  the  river  Salo,  or  Halo,  which  falls  into  the  Ebro, 
aboTc  Saragossa.  The  name  of  our  poet's  father  (as  we  learn  from 
the  34th  Epigram  of  his  5th  Book)  was  Pronto,  and  of  his  mother 
Flacdlla.'   At  the  age  of  twenty-one  or  twenty-two  he  came  to 

^  Prof.  Bamsay  (Smith's  Diet.,  art  Martial)  treats  this  as  a  misconcep- 
tiou. 


VIU  INTEODUCTION. 

Rome,  in  the  reign  of  Nero,  a.  d.  66 ;  and  there  he  continued  to 
reside  daring  a  period  of  thirty-five  years,  under  the  Emperors 
Galba,  Otho,  Vitellius,  Vespasian,  Titus,  and  Domitian.  His  first 
intention  was  to  qualify  himself  for  the  bar :  but  on  discovering  that 
he  had  no  genius  or  inclination  for  this  profession,  he  applied 
himself  to  the  study  of  literature  and  poesy.  In  this  pursuit  he 
happily  succeeded,  and  acquired  an  elegant  and  versatile  style  of 
writing,  which  introduced  him  to  Silius  Italicus,  Juvenal,  Pliny, 
and  many  of  the  first  wits  of  the  age.  It  appears  that  a  noble- 
man, named  Stertinius,  conceived  so  great  an  esteem  for  Martial's 
compositions,  that  he  placed  a  statue  of  him,  while  living,  in  his 
library — at  that  time  an  unusual  honour. 

Domitian,  the  last  of  the  twelve  Caesars,  whose  name  has  ob- 
tained an  infamous  notoriety  in  the  annals  of  imperial  Home,  con- 
ferred many  especial  favours  on  Martial,  which  may  be  attributed 
to  the  adulations  bestowed  upon  him  by  the  poet.  Among 
other  honours  Martial  was  advanced  to  the  tribunate  and  eques- 
trian dignity,  and,  at  the  same  time,  invested  with  the  jus  trium 
liberoruntf  which  conferred  on  him  all  the  important  privileges 
of  a  citizen  who  had  three  children.  The  poet's  humiliating  pe- 
tition for  this  honour  is  recorded  in  Epigram  91  of  Book  ii. 

Martial's  continued  flattery  of  the  brutal  despot  of  Home  is 
a  drawback  on  his  fame.  His  praises  of  the  imperial  monster 
were  boundless  and  unqualified.  Thus  in  one  of  his  epigrams 
he  invokes  Jupiter  not  to  confer  favours  on  himself,  but  upon 
the  representative  of  the  gods  (Caesar),  who,  in  his  munificence, 
was  certain  to  transfer  them  to  his  favoured  bard.  And  sure 
enough  Domitian  rewarded  the  poet  not  only  with  wealth,  but 
with  the  highest  honoiurs ;  and  this  at  the  very  time,  as  Juvenal, 
the  friend  of  Martial,  expresses  it,  when  the  tyrant 

*'dailv  drain'd,  by  none  withstood. 
The  city  or  its  beet  ana  noblest  blood." 

On  the  assassination  of  Domitian,  to  whom  the  senate  refused 
funereal  honours,  the  true  character  of  Martial  developed  itself. 
After  having  portrayed  the  emperor,  while  living,  as  the  pattern 
of  every  virtue,  he  undertook,  alter  death,  to  expose  his  fiendlike 
abominations,  and  represented  him  as 

<«  the  monster  of  the  times, 
Without  one  virtue  to  redeem  hie  erimes." 

Martial  afterwards  attempted  to  pay  his  court  to  Trajan ;  but 
that  virtuous  monarch  turned  a  deaf  ear  to  him.     Being  forsaken 


INTRODUCTION.  IX 

by  bk  fnends,  he  directed  his  thoughts  towards  his  natire  country, 
which  he  was  enabled  to  revisit  through  the  liberality  of  his  Mend 
I'liny ;  for  it  appears,  according  to  his  own  showing,  that  he  was 
then  reduced  to  great  distress.     See  Ep.  13,  Book  y 

"  Sam,  fateor,  semperque  fui — pauper." 

He  there  succeeded  in  gaining  the  affections  of  a  woman  of 
ibriune,  named  Marcella,  whom  he  eventually  manned.  He  speaks 
very  highly  of  this  lady,  who,  it  appears,  was  in  possession  of 
a  magnificent  house  and  gardens,  which  she  settled  upon  her 
husband.  After  his  marriage  he  completed  his  12th  Book  of 
Epigrams,  at  the  desire  of  his  friend  Priscus,  a  man  of  consular 
dignity,  to  whom  the  book  is  inscribed  as  liis  patron.  The  other 
two  books,  which  constitute  the  13th  and  14th  of  the  series,  are 
entitled  "Xenia"  and  "  Apophoreta,"  and  so  called  from  their 
containing  mottoes  or  devices  to  be  afExed  to  presents  offered  to 
friends,  or  distributed  at  the  Saturnalia  and  other  festivals.  These 
fourteen  books  are  preceded  by  "  Spectacula,"  which  are  a  series 
of  epigrams  on  the  shows  exhibited  by  Titus  and  Domitian; 
Ihoagh,  as  it  appears,  not  all  written  by  Martial  himself. 

Martial  liyed  in  comparative  affluence  and  ease  to  an  advanced 
period  of  life ;  and  died  about  the  75th  year  of  his  age,  the  104th 
of  the  Christian  era. 

Many  difficulties  exist  in  the  chronology  of  Martial's  Epi- 
^nvoB ;  bat  the  researches  of  Lloyd,  Dodwell,  and  Clinton  have 
done  much  towards  their  satisfactory  elucidation.  It  appears  that 
the  different  books  were  collected  and  published  by  Martial, 
sometimes  smgly,  and  at  other  times  several  together.  Their 
dmmology  and  order  of  publication  are  thus  stated  in  Dr. 
Smith's  Dictionary  of  Greek  and  Eoman  Biography : 

"  The  *  Liber  de  Spectaculis,'  and  the  first  nine  books  of  the  re- 
gular series,  involve  a  great  number  of  historical  allusions,  ex* 
tending  from  the  games  of  Titus,  a.  d.  80,  to  the  return  of  Do- 
mitian from  the  Sarmatian  expedition,  in  January,  A.  D.  94.  The 
second  book  could  not  have  been  written  until  after  the  commence- 
ment of  the  Dacian  war  (ii.  2),  that  is,  not  before  a.  d.  86,  nor  the 
sixth  until  after  the  triumph  over  the  Dacians  and  G-ermans  (a.  d. 
^l);  the  seventh  was  written  while  the  Sarmatian  war,  which  be- 
'^n  in  A.  D.  93,  was  still  in  progress,  and  reaches  to  the  end  of 
that  year.  Hie  eighth  book  opens  in  January,  a.  D.  94 ;  the  ninth 
al<o  iden  to  the  same  epoch,  out  may,  as  Clinton  supposes,  have 


X  INTRODUCTION. 

been  written  in  a.  D.  95.  The  whole  of  these  were  composed  at 
Borne,  except  the  third,  which  was  written  during  a  tour  in  Gallia 
Togata.  The  tenth  book  was  published  twice :  the  first  edition  was 
given  hastily  to  the  world ;  the  second  edition,  that  which  we  now 
read  (x.  2),  celebrates  the  arrival  of  Trajan  at  Borne,  after  his  ac- 
cession to  the  throne  (x.  6,  7,  34,  72).  Now  since  this  event  took 
place  A.  D.  99,  and  since  the  twenty-fourth  epigram  of  this  book 
was  written  in  honour  of  the  author's  fifty-seventh  birth-day,  we 
are  thus  supplied  with  the  data  requisite  for  fixing  the  epoch  of 
his  birth ;  and  since  at  the  close  of  the  book  (x.  104)  he  had  been 
thirty-four  years  at  Bome,  we  can  thence  calculate  the  time  when 
he  left  Spain.  The  eleventh  book  seems  to  have  been  published 
at  Bome  early  in  A.  D.  100,  and  at  the  close  of  the  year  he  re- 
turned to  Bilbilis.  After  keeping  silence  for  three  years  (xii.  pro- 
em.), the  twelfth  book  was  despatched  from  Bilbilis  to  Bome  (xii. 
3,  18),  and  in  this  he  refers  (xii.  5)  to  the  two  preceding  books, 
published,  as  we  have  seen,  in  A.  D.  99  and  100. ' 

Martial,  though  he  often  ofi^ends  by  gross  indelicacies  of  expres- 
sion, or  pruriency .  of  thought,  stands  preeminent,  not  only  as  an 
epigrammatist,  but  as  one  of  the  purest  Latin  writers  of  his 
age;  and  his  style  and  manner  have  been  generally  copied  by 
the  wits  of  all  succeeding  periods.  Yet  there  are  few  authors 
who  have  been  more  exposed  to  criticism.  Some  have  bestowed 
upon  him  the  most  unqualified  praise,  while  others  have  treated 
him  with  the  grossest  scurrility.  The  learned  Scaliger  declares 
that  many  of  his  epigrams  "  are  divine,  and  his  style  pure  and  ex- 
act," and  Morhofius,  in  his  "  Polyhistor,"  speaks  of  his  "  elegant 
knowledge  of  the  Latin  tongue."  Vossius,  on  the  contrary,  con- 
tends that  Martial  was  one  of  those  authors  who  taught  vice  while 
reproving  it;  and  that,  though  he  deserves  commendation  for 
many  of  his  epigrams,  yet  by  those  which  are  obscene  he  did  more 
harm  than  by  others  he  had  done  good. 

Notwithstanding  the  conflicting  opinions  of  his  numerous  critics, 
it  is  perhaps  not  too  much  to  say,  that  the  writings  of  Martial 
will  be  read  and  admired  so  long  as  the  Latin  language  shall 
continue  to  be  understood.  They  are  pervaded  by  a  vein  of  wit 
and  fund  of  information  concerning  the  manners  and  customs  of 
the  important  age  in  which  he  lived,  that  will  always  render  him 
valuable  and  interesting  both  to  the  archeologist  and  the  student 
of  human  nature. 


MARTIAL 


ON  THE  PUBLIC  SHOWS  OF  D0MITIA5. 


L     OK  TKE  AKPHITHEATBE. 

Lit  barburian  ^  MemphiB  keep  silence  concerning  the  won- 
dens  of  her  pyramids,  and  let  not  Assyrian  toH  vaunt  its 
Babylon.  Let  not  the  effeminate  lonians  claim  praise  for 
their  temple  of  the  Trivian  goddess ;  and  let  the  altar,  brist- 
iing  with  noms,  speak  modestly  of  the  name  of  Delos.*  Their 
mausoleum  too,  nanging  in  empty  air,  let  not  the  Oarians 
with  immoderate  praise  extol  to  the  skies.  Every  work  of 
toil  yields  to  CsBsar's  amphitheatre;  fame  shall  tell  of  one 
wo^  for  all. 

^  The  word  barbara  may  agree  either  with  MempJUa  or  miraeuia.  Most 
probably  it  is  meant  to  b«  taken  with  the  former.  It  was  a  habit  of  the 
Gr^ks,  and  from  them  copied  by  the  Romans  ^see  Plant.  Mil.  Glor.  ii. 
2. 58\  to  speak  of  all  those  who  were  not  of  their  own  nation  as  harbari: 
whicn  word  consequently  signifies  nothing  more  than  foreign,  ttrangB^ 
mdlamdUh. 

'.MiraevJa,  —  The  wonders  of  the  ancient  world  were  usually  con- 
sidered to  be  seven :  viz.  —  1.  The  Egyptian  pyramids ;  2.  The  temple 
of  Diana  at  Ephesus ;  3.  The  tomb  erected  by  Artemisia,  queen  of  Carta, 
in  memory  of  her  deceased  husband  Mausolus,  from  whom  it  derived  its 
name  of  Mausoleum ;  4.  The  Colossus  of  Rhodes ;  5.  Phidias'  Jupiter 
OlympiuSf  a  statue  of  ivory  and  gold ;  6.  The  hanging  gardens  of  Baby- 
lon, laid  oat  upon  the  walls  of  that  capital ;  7.  The  palace  of  Cyrus,  king 
of  Persia. 

*  There  was  an  altar  in  Delns^said  to  have  been  constructed  by  ApoUo 
of  the  boms  of  the  stags  slain  jy  Diai'a,  or  "  ih9  Trivian  goddess." 


8  HABTIAL 

No  more  let  sun-burnt  Cairo  vaunt,  that  ibv 
Bequeaths  her  wonders  to  eternity. 
Let  not  Euphrates,  in  a  superb  style, 
Brag  her  wall-girdle  unto  sixty  nule. 
Who  lends  Diana  confidence  to  tell 
Her  cedar  statues  scorn  a  parallel  ? 
What  if  Apollo*s  homed  altar  stands 
Unimitable  by  Lvsippus'  hands  ? 
Let  Carian  impudence  presume  so  far 
As  to  make  Mausoleum  kiss  a  star, 
Dame  Tellus !  and  thy  prodines  confer ; 
They  must  kneel  to  the  Amphitheatre. 
This  miracle,  graced  by  Vespasian's  name, 
Hath  the  monopoly  of  checquer'd  fame. 

Peeke,  1669. 

Eeypt,  forbear  thy  pyramids  to  praise, 
A  Darb'rous  work  up  to  a  wonder  raise ; 
Let  Babylon  cease  tn'  incessant  toil  to  prize. 
Which  made  her  walls  to  such  immenseness  rise ; 
Nor  let  th'  Ephesians  boast  the  curious  art  . 
Which  wonder  to  their  temple  does  impart 
DeloB,  dissemble,  too,  the  high  renown 
Which  did  thy  horn-framed  altar  lately  crown ; 
Garia,  to  Taunt  thy  Mausoleum  spare. 
Sumptuous  for  cost,  and  yet  for  art  more  rare, 
As  not  borne  up,  but  pendulous  i'  th'  air. 
All  works  to  Caesar's  tneatre  give  place ; 
This  wonder  Fame  above  the  rest  does  grace. 

Aium,  1695. 

Why  sing  the  wonders  of  th'  Egyptian  shore  P 
Let  far-famed  Babylon  be  praisea  no  more; 
Let  not  Ionia  vaunt  Diana  s  fane ; 
•  •  •  •  •  •  * 

Nor  let  the  Carian  town  exalt  so  high 

Its  mausoleum,  hanging  in  the  sky ; 

In  Csesar's  amphitheatre  are  shown 

Those  rival  glories  all  combined  in  one : 

Let  Fame  henceforth  her  clam'rous  tongue  confine 

To  sing  the  beauties  of  that  dome  divine.       Eustdlse. 

U.      ON  THE   FXTBLIO  WORKS   OF  DOMITIAIT. 

Here,  where  the  starry  Colossus'  surveys  the  skies  frooi^- 
nearer  point  than  we,  and  where  lofty  scaffoldings^  now  rise  in 

'  A  colossal  statue  of  himself,  raised  by  Nero  as  an  ornament  to  the 
vestibule  of  his  "  golden  house,"  120  feet  iu  height  (Suet.  Ner.  c.  31). 
On  the  fate  of  this  Colossus,  see  Gifibra,  Jnv.  viii.  230. 

'  Scaffoidmgs,  or  pa^Mnts,  coubistinc;  Af  several  stories. 


; 


OK  THE  PUBLIC   SHOWS.  3 


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> 


the  midst  of  tlie  street,  the  detested  halls  of  a  cruel  king 
ktely  gUstened,'  and  one  single  mansion  began  to  occupy 
the  whole  space  of  the  city.  Here,  where  the  venerable^ 
mass  of  the  &r-8een  Amphitheatre  now  rises,  were  the 
ponds  of  Kero.  Here,  where  we  gaze  with  admiration  at  the 
>  Therms,  a  boon  so  suddenly  bestowed,'  a  proud  lawn  had 
depiiyed  poor  wretches  of  their  homes.  Where  the  Olaudian 
portico  now  throws  its  wide-spreading  shadows,  was  the  last 
remnant  of  a  falling  court.  Borne  has  been  restored  to  herself, 
and  what  were  formerly  the  delights  of  the  master,  are  now, 
under  thy  rule,  Caesar,  those  of  the  people. 

Where  the  ethereal  Coloss  does  appear, 
The  toVring  Machine  to  the  stars  draw  near, ' 
The  hated  court,  which  so  much  blood  did  spill, 
Late  stood :  one  house  the  city  seem'd  to  fill! 

Where  the  stupendous  theatre*s  great  pile 
Is  reared,  there  Nero's  fish-ponds  were  erewhile. 
Here,  where  the  Baths,  a  s^eat  yet  speedy  gift. 
All  men  admire  (the  people  left  to  shift 
For  dwellings)  late  was  a  proud  ample  space, 
Besenred  to  boast  an  insolent  state  and  grace. 

Where  now  a  goodly  terrace  does  extend, 
The  city  both  with  shade  and  walks  be&iend, 
Was  but  the  court's  fag  and  expiring  end. 

Rome 's  to  itself  restored ;  in  Ciesar's  reign 
The  prince's  pleasures  now  the  people  gain.      AnoH,  1695. 

Where  the  Colossal  star  would  stars  survey. 
And  rising  machinations  maze  the  way, 
Birerged  the  courts  of  an  invidious  crown, 
And  one  vast  house  monopolized  the  town. 
Here,  where  the  awful  pile  displays  the  show, 
A  pond  of  Nero  could  presume  to  flow. 
We  there  the  Baths,  the  sudden  boons,  edmire, 
Where  the  proud  lawn  bade  wretches*  homes  retire. 
Where  Claudius*  portico  expands  her  shade, 
Was  the  last  stand  a  falling  palace  made. 
Hail,  Home  restored !  hail,  Uaesar,  thy  rewards ; 
Those  are  the  people  s  joys,  that  were  its  lord's. 

'  The  horror  with  which  a  Roman,  after  the  expulsion  of  the  Tarquins, 
lesarded  a  king,  is  well  known. 

'  Because  dedicated  to  Mars. 

*  Hastfly  erected  by  Titos ;  see  Suetonius,  Life  of  Titus,  c.  7,  and  note. 
Bohn'9  edU.  p.  470. 

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4  Mi.BTIAL 


III.     TO   CiiSi.B,   OK  THE   OOSrCOTIBSE  OE  STBANGSRS 

TO   ROME. 

What  race  is  so  distant  from  us,  what  race  so  barbarous, 
Caesar,  as  that  from  it  no  spectator  is  present  in  thy  city  P 
The  Cultivator  of  Bhodope  is  here  from  Orpheus'  Hsmus : ' 
the  Sarmatian  nourished  by  the  blood  drawn  from  his  steed, 
is  here.  He  too  who  drinks  the  waters  of  the  Nile  where 
it  first  becomes  known  to  us,  and  he  whose  shores  the  surge 
of  the  remotest  ocean  laves.  The  Arabian  has  hastened  hither, 
the  Sabffians  have  hastened,  and  Oilicians  have  here  drip- 
ped with  showers  of  their  own  perfume.  With  locks  twist- 
ed into  a  knot,  are  come  the  Sicambrians;  and  with  hair 
twisted  in  other  forms,  the  ^Ethiopians.  Though  different 
the  speech  of  the  various  races,  there  is  but  one  utter- 
ance, when  thou  art  hailed  as  the  true  father  of  thy 
country. 

Most  potent  sir !  what  region  is  so  rude 

From  whence  into  your  city  none  intrude  P 

The  Rhodopeian  farmer  leaves  cold  Thrace, 

And  to  banquet  his  eyes  elects  this  place : 

Tartarians,  who  quaff  horses*  blood  at  home 

Are  much  impatient  till  they  have  vieVd  Rome. 

They  who  first  give  a  welcome  to  the  Nile ; 

And  they  on  whom  sweet  Zephyrus  doth  smile. 

Both  the  Arabias  are  in  rapid  haste ; 

For  perfumed  water  Asia  comes  not  last 

Shall  we  omit  knotrhair*d  Sicambrians, 

And  nature's  frizzled  Ethiopians  ? 

Their  languages  are  discrepant ;  yet  all 

The  &ther  of  your  country  can  you  call.        Pecke. 

What  land 's  so  barVrous,  Caesar,  so  remote, 
Whose  natives  come  not  to  admire  thy  court? 
Rough  Thracians  hither  from  Mount  Haemus  speed  \ 
Fierce  Tartars,  who  on  flesh  of  horses  feed  ; 
\¥ho  the  Nile  drink  at  the  first  sprint  and  head ; 
Britons  from,  utmost  Thule  hither  led. 
Arabs  make  haste,  Cilicians  posting  come, 
And  in  their  saffiron  showers  are  drenched  at  Rome ; 
Germans  with  rolling  locks  in  knots  upfurl'd ; 
Ethiops  after  a  diffrent  manner  currd. 

'  Rhodope  and  Hamut.    Two  of  the  highest  moantains  in  Thraoe* 


OK  THB  PTTBLIC   SHOWS.  5 

Various  their  Yoices  sound,  but  hearts,  we  see, 
And  the  whole  jargon,  does  in  one  agree 
When  Father  of  thy  Country  all  style  thee. 

Anon,  1695. 

What  scene  sequester'd,  or  what  rude  renown. 
Sends  no  spectators  to  th'  imperial  town  ? 
The  Rhodopeian  hind  here  scours  the  plains, 
And  tunes  from  Hsmus  his  Orphean  strains ; 
Sarmatians,  Cassar,  hie  thy  works  to  see. 
And  their  proud  horses  share  their  master's  glee ; 
They  come  who  first  the  rising  Nile  explore. 
And  they  who  hear  remotest  Tethys'  roar ; 
The  Arab  hastes,  the  Sabean  hither  flies. 
And  the  Cilician  spurns  his  native  skies ; 
With  tortured  tresses,  here  Sicambrians  gay. 
There  Ethiops  stroll  along  the  crowded  way. 
^  'Mid  various  tongues,  but  one  glad  voice  we  find, 

Which  hails  thee  father  of  converged  mankind. 

Westminster  Bevietc,  Apr.  1853. 

IT.      TO  OJBSAB,^   XTFOir  HIS  BAKISHINa  IKTOBMZBS. 

Thai;  crowd,  hostile  to  peace,  and  foe  to  calm  repose ;  that 
crowd,  which  was  ever  molesting  unfortunate  opulence,  has 
been  handed  over  to  the  Ghetulians.  The  arena  did  not  suffice 
for  the  number  of  the  guilty :'  and  the  informer  now  sufifers 
that  exile  which  he  sought  to  give  to  others. 

Those  caterpillars  of  the  commonwealth, 

Tlie  poor  man*s  wolf,  whose  livelihood  was  stealth, 

Growing  too  numerous,  are  shipp'd  away, 

To  feast  the  lions  of  Oetuha : 

And  those  informers,  who  have  many  sent 

Into  exile,  now  suffer  banishment  Peeike, 

The  hateful  crew  to  peace  and  sweet  repose, 
LEformers,  anxious  wealth's  molesting  foes 
(The  Uons  not  sufficins;  to  destroy 
The  numerous  caitifb  mat  did  all  annoy), 

1  Who  is  meant  f  Titus  or  Domitian  ?  It  is  equally  applicable  to 
either  of  them.    See  Suetonius,  Tit.  8,  and  Domit.  9. 

*  Nee  eepU  arena  nocentes  is  rendered  by  some  translators,  "  and  the 
nndy  desert  was  not  large  enough  to  contam  the  number  of  the  guilty." 
Otbos,  with  greater  probability,  suppose  that  the  informers  were  exposed 
to  the  public  gaze  in  the  arena  of  the  Amphitheatre,  before  they  were  sent 
into  eiole;  see  Sueton.  Tit.  c.  8. 


6  HABTIiiL 

To  th'  Isles  and  furthest  Africa  are  sent ; 
And  those  that  caused  now  suffer  banishment 

JnoH.  1695. 

lY.  B.      OK  THE    SAME   SUBJECT. 

The  informer  now  wanders  an  outcast  from  the  Ausonian 
city :  this  you  may  add  to  the  other  boons  of  our  prince. 

The  head  of  Italy  CsBsar  acquits 

From  sycophants.    New  days,  fresh  benefits. 

Jnon,  1695. 

Y.      OK  THE   SFECTAOLE   OE   FASIPHAE. 

Believe  that  Fasiphae  was  enamoured  of  a  Cretan  bull :  we 
have  seen  it.  The  old  story  has  been  confirmed.  Let  not 
venerable  antiquity  boast  itself,  Cssar ;  whatever  fisune  cele- 
brates, thy  arena  reproduces  for  thee.^ 

Enamour'd  of  a  bull  a  Cretan  queen 
We  oft  have  heard,  but  now  the  thing  have  seen. 
Then,  Caesar,  let  not  age  her  pride  display : 
What  fable  feign'd,  thy  Cirque  has  shown  to-day. 

JSlphinttoM, 

TI.      TO   OMBJLBy  OK  Jl  WOMAK's  FIOHTIKO  WITH  ▲  LIOK. 

That  the  warrior  Mars  serves  thee  in  arms,  suffices  not, 
CsBsar ;  Venus,  too,  herself  serves  thee. 

VI.  B.      OK  THE   SAME   SUBJECT. 

A  lion  laid  low  in  the  vast  vale  of  Nemea  fame  trumpeted 
abroad  as  a  noble  exploit,  and  worthy  of  Hercules.  Let 
ancient  tales  be  silent ;  for  since  thy  shows  have  been  ex- 
hibited, Cffisar,  we  have  seen  this  accomplished  by  a  woman's 
hand.* 

'T  is  not  enough  in  this  our  martial  age 

That  men,  but  women,  in  fierce  combat  *gage. 

Among  the  noblest  acts  fame  does  resound, 

Alcides  laid  a  lion  on  the  ground. 

Let  fables  cease :  CiBsar,  at  thy  command. 

This  hath  been  acted  by  a  woman's  hand.         Anon.  1695. 

*  See  Suetonius,  Nero,  c.  12. 

*  The  last  words  are  a  conjectural  mode  of  filling  up  a  lacuna  in  tlie 
MSS.    In  some  editions,  these  two  epigrams  are  giren  as  one. 


ON  TI[B   PTTBLIO   SHOWS.  7 

Not  Man  alone  enjoys  unvanquish'd  arms. 
For  thee,  ereat  Caesar,  Venus  shares  th'  alarms ; 
A  lion  foir  d,  and  in  a  yasty  Tale, 
The  task  Herculean  rear'd  a  lofty  tale. 
Old  faith  be  mute :  at  thine  august  command, 
Such  deeds  we  saw  achieved  by  female  hand. 

TTE.   OK  LAUBEOLUS.' 

As  erst,  bound  down  upon  the  Scythian  rock,  Prometheus 
with  efver-renewed  yitals  feasted  the  untiring  vulture,  so 
has  Laureolus,  suspended  on  no  feigned  cross,  offered  his 
defenceless  entrails  to  a  Caledonian  bear.  His  mangled  limbs 
qulTered,  every  part  dripping  with  gore,  and  in  his  whole 
body  no  shape  was  to  be  lound.  In  short,  he  suffered  such 
nunishment  as  one  who  had  been  guilty  of  parricide,  or  who 
had  cut  his  master's  throat,  or  had  insanely  despoiled  the 
temples  of  their  hidden  gold,^  or  had  applied  the  incendiary 
torch  to  thee,  O  Borne.  This  criminal  had  surpassed  the 
crimes  of  ancient  story,  and  what  had  been  fabulous,  was  in 
his  case  a  real  punishment. 

Prometheus  to  cold  Caucasus  is  chain'd, 

Whilst  by  his  entrails  vultures  are  sustained : 

Wretched  Laureolus  a  northern  bear 

Very  sincerely  did  asimder  tear. 

Every  vein  to  weep  blood  was  inclined ; 

Strict  search  in 's  carcass  could  no  body  find. 

Thus  one  that  stabb'd  his  master  must  have  died, 

Or  actors  of  infernal  parricide. 

This  torment  is  his  due  who  dares  Rome  fire, 

Or  who  deflowers  the  gods'  most  sacred  choir. 

Obsolete  mischiefs  resalute  the  stage : 

Fables  prove  true  in  this  our  conscious  age.      Peclke. 

>  This  epigram  refers  to  a  Ballet  or  Drama  of  Action,  composed  either 
by  Nsyius  or  by  Ennius, — for  on  this  point  the  learned  disagree, — in 
which  a  certain  Laureolus,  a  noted  robber,  was  crucified  on  the  stage. 
Usually  the  death  was  simply  a  tfo^^-death,  without  harm  to  the  actor. 
Domitian  has  the  honour  of  introducing  a  real  death — that  of  an  un- 
fortunate wretch  already  condemned  "  for  the  tuntuement  of  this  detest- 
able people." — See  GifiTord  and  Mayor  on  Juv.  Wii.  187  ;  and  for  a  curious 
comment,  compare  what  Martial  says  of  the  tigress  in  Ep.  18.  6 :  "  Post- 
qnam  inter  nos  est,  plus  feritatis  habet ! " 

'  It  was  a  common  practice  for  the  ancients  to  deposit  their  priratt 
property  in  the  temples  for  greater  security. 


8  HABTIAL 


Tin.      OK  D^DALVS.^ 

Diedalus,  while  thou  wast  being  thus  torn  by  a  Lucanian 
bear,  how  must  thou  have  desired  to  have  those  wings  of 
thine. 

Now,  Dsdalus,  thou  thuB  art  torn 

By  the  Lucanian  bear. 
How  dost  thou  wish  thy  waxen  wings, 

AgaiD  to  cut  the  air !  Fletcher, 

So  torn,  O  Dedal,  by  Lucanian  bear. 

Thou  well  might'st  wish  thy  wonted  wings  to  wear. 

£lpMiutoH* 

IX.      OK  THB   BHIKOCEBOS. 

The  rhinoceros,  exhibited  for  thee,  Ciesar,  in  the  whole 
space  of  the  arena,  fought  battles  of  which  he  gave  no  pro- 
mise. Oh,  into  what  terrible  wrath  did  he  with  lowered  head 
blaze  forth !  How  powerful  was  that  tusk  to  whom  a  bull 
was  a  mere  ball !  ^ 

He  who  with  armed  nostril  wildly  flared. 
Has  fouffht  the  battles  he  had  not  declared. 
How  dia  his  headlong  rage  the  pit  appal ! 
How  flash'd  the  horn  that  made  a  bull  a  ball  I 

MpAin$ion. 

X.      OK  A  LIOK  THAT  HXTBT  HIS   KEEPEB. 

A  perfidious  lion  with  ungrateful  jaws  had  wounded  his 
keeper,  having  dared  to  attack  with  violence  the  hands  so 
well  known  to  him.  But  worthy  of  such  a  crime  was  the 
offender's  punishment, and  he  who  would  not  submit  to  correc- 
tion, succumbed  to  weapons.  What  should  be  the  characters 
of  men  under  such  a  prince,  who  bids  the  savage  nature  of 
brutes  become  more  gentle ! 

t  A  similar  aifrument  to  the  preceding,  a  criminal  being  compelled  to 
act  the  part  of  Diedalus,  and  precipitated  bj  the  failure  of  his  wing^ 
among  a  crowd  of  hungry  bears.  On  the  bear-fights  in  the  arena,  see  be- 
low, £p.  11;  Jut.  iv.  99. 

'  A  ball  covered  with  red  cloth,  used  for  the  purpose  of  irritating  the 
animals ;  see  below,  Ep.  19;  B.  ii.  Ep.  43;  B.  xiv.  Ep.  53,  in  which  last 
epigram  reference  is  made  to  the  same  contest  between  the  rhinoceros 
and  a  bull. 


OK  THB  PUBLIC   SHOWS.  9 

With  deep  ingratitade,  a  lion  flew 

At 's  keeper's  throat ;  thus  his  acquaintance  slew. 

But  he  received  his  wages ;  since  ne  could 

Endure  no  blows,  the  hunting-spears  he  should. 

Men  must  be  cautelous  in  carriage,  since 

Beasts  are  taught  morals  by  our  gracious  prince.       Pickem 

A  trait'rous  lion  on  his  keeper  flew, 

In  him  that  fed  him  durst  his  teeth  imbue. 

But  Yengeance  worthy  of  his  crime  he  found : 

Who  bore  not  stripes,  was  forced  to  bear  the  wound. 

To  such  a  prince  what  manners  ought  men  show. 

Who  beasts  commands  a  gratitude  to  know!       Jnon.  1695. 

XI.      OK  ▲  LIMED   BEAB. 

Whilst  Brain  was  rolling  himself  impetuously  on  the 
blood-stained  arena,  he  lost  the  power  of  flight,  entangled  in 
bird-lime.  Henceforth  let  glittering  hunting-spears  lie  neg- 
lected, and  their  iron  points  be  hid ;  no  more  let  the  dart  fly 
forth,  lanced  by  the  exerted  arm.  Let  the  huntsman  surprise 
hia  prey  in  the  open  air,  if  beasts  are  to  be  caught  by  the 
fowler's  art.^ 

A  bear  roU'd  barrels  on  the  bloody  sand, 

And  was  arrested  at  bird-lime's  command : 

There  ^s  no  more  need  to  throw  the  letal  spear, 

Or  that  a  lance  should  forbid  coming  near. 

Huntsmen  may  chase  the  birds  unto  a  bay. 

If  fowlers  to  catch  beasts  conceive  fair  play.        Feeke. 

While  Bruin  wallow'd  in  th'  ensanfuin'd  sand. 

He  lost,  belimed,  the  needful  flight  s  command. 

Now  let  the  gleaming  spears  in  darkness  lie, 

Nor  from  the  twisted  arm  the  jaVlins  fly ; 

In  fields  of  air  the  huntsman  seize  his  prey, 

If  by  the  fowler's  art  we  beasts  betray.  Elpkmston. 

^  Depnkemlere  is  the  proper  word  for  capturing  beasts  of  the  Jieid; 
oapUtf^  for  snaring  the  fowls  of  the  air.  So  that  Martial's  mean- 
ing may  be  this :  the  huntsman  had  better  use  hia  arts  in  trying  to  cap- 
ture the  fowls  of  the  air,  since  the  beasts  of  the  field  are  now  taken  by 
arts  borrowed  from  bird-catchers.  Or  rather,  that  the  huntsman  need  no 
longer  conceal  himself  in  thickets,  or  aim  spears  at  wild  beasts  from  a 
diitanoe,  since  he  may  catch  them  on  the  open  plains  with  bird-lime,  and 
despatch  them  with  his  hunting-knife  at  his  ease* 


10  ILLELTUIi 

XII.      ON  ▲  8HX-B0Ut,   THi.T  BROUGHT  FOBTH  YOUNCh  HT 

ooirBSQUxiroE  of  ▲  woukd. 

Amidst  the  terrible  contests  by  wbich  GaBsar  imitates  the 
sports  of  Diana^  a  light  spear  haying  pierced  a  pregnant 
she-boar,  one  of  her  litter  leaped  forth  from  the  wound  of  its 
wretched  mother.  Oh !  cruel  Lucina !  was  this  a  delivery  ? 
She  would  willingly  have  died  wounded  by  more  weapons, 
that  this  sad  way  to  life  might  have  been  opened  to  ail  her 
young  ones.  Who  will  now  deny  that  Bacchus  owed  his 
birth  to  the  death  of  his  mother  ?  you  may  believe  that  a 
deity  was  so  produced ;  for  thus  has  a  beast  been  bom. 

r  th'  public  huntings  Cssar  did  allow, 
A  jav^in  swift  transfix'd  a  pregnant  sow : 
Straight  from  the  wounded  dun  the  litter  sprung ; 
Lucina,  call*st  thou  this  to  bring  forth  young  ? 
The  dying  sow  wish'd  thut  her  wounds  were  more, 
That  issues  had  been  made  for  all  her  store. 
Who  denies  Bacchus  firom  the  womb  was  torn  ? 
A  god  might  well,  when  beasts  were  thb  way  bom. 

Ahoh,  1695. 

Yin.      OK  THE    SAME. 

Stricken  with  deadly  weapon,  and  pierced  with  a  mortal 
wound,  the  pregnant  sow  at  once  lost  life  and  gave  it.  Oh ! 
how  unerring  was  the  hand  with  the  well-poised  dart !  This 
I  believe  to  have  been  Ludna's  stroke.  Dying,  she  ex- 
perienced the  power  of  either  Diana ;  ^  hers,  by  whom  the 
mother  was  delivered,  and  hers,  by  whom  the  savage  beast 
was  destroyed. 

Pierced  with  a'deadly  dart,  the  wounded  mother 

At  one  time  lost  one  life  and  gave  another. 

How  sure  the  levelled  steel  the  right  hand  throws ! 

This  was  Lucina's  arm,  I  do  suppose. 

Diana*B  double  power  she  did  sustain, 

When  th'  parent  was  delivered  and  yet  slain. 

Fletcker, 

A  pregnant  sow,  pierced  with  a  deadly  blow, 

Her  lue  at  once  aid  lose  and  life  bestow. 

'  Diana  in  her  two  characters ;  that  of  huntress,  and  that  of  the  god- 
dess presiding  otct  childbirth. 


OS  THE   PUBLIC   SHOWS.  11 

Sow  sure  an  aim  did  the  dire  steel  command! 
Lucina,  't  was  believed  to  be  thy  hand : 
For  dying  both  thy  deities  she  iound, 
The  huntress  and  the  midwife  in  her  wound. 

Amm,  1695. 

XIY.      ON  THB   SAME. 

A  wild  she-boar,  jost  about  to  be  delivered  of  the  pledge 
of  her  ripen'd  womb,  gave  birth  to  her  offspring,  being  made 
a  parent  by  a  wound ;  nor  did  the  litter  lie  still-bom,  but  ran 
about  -while  its  mother  was  falling.  Oh  1  how  great  inven- 
tion  is  eroked  bj  sudden  chances  I 

A  sow,  now  great  with  pig,  died  of  a  woimd 
Through  which  her  litter  tumbled  to  the  ground ; 
While  the  dam  stagger'd,  that  stay'd  not  behind : 
I^istress  will  force  a  pig  some  wit  to  find.  Fede, 

A  sow,  her  litter  ready  to  haye  laid, 

Was  by  a  &tal  stroke  a  mother  made : 

Th£  younff,  not  staying  birth,  ran  forth  the  womb. 

How  qui(£  a  wit  in  sudden  straits  is  found ! 

Anon.  1695. 

The  pregnant  boar,  with  ripen'd  honours  crown'd. 

Became  a  parent  £rom  her  mortal  wound. 

Soon  as  the  mother  fell,  the  gricelings  flew : 

What  th'  ingenuity  of  chance  can  do !  ElphinsUm, 

XT.      OS  OA&FOPHOBFS. 

That  which  was  the  utmost  glory  of  thy  renown,  Melea- 
ger,  a  boar  put  to  flight,  what  is  it  ?  a  mere  portion  of  that 
of  Carpophorus.  He,  in  addition,  planted  his  hunting-spear 
in  a  fierce  rushing  bear,  the  monarch  in  the  realm  of  the 
northern  pole;  he  also  laid  low  a  lion  remarkable  for  its 
unheard-of  size, — a  lion,  which  might  haye  become  the  hands 
of  Hercules ;  and  he  then,  with  a  wound  from  a  distance, 
stretched  lifeless  a  fleet  leopard.  And  when  at  length  he 
earned  off  his  prizes,  he  was  still  in  a  condition  to  engage  in 
new  combats. 

A  boar,  Meleager,  which  gaye  thee  a  name. 
Adds  little  to  Carpophorus's  fame : 
Who  a  yast  bear,  rushing  upon  him,  slew  ; 
The  northern  clime  a  fiercer  neyer  knew  ; 


12  IfiLBTIAL 

A  lion  which  became  Alcides'  hand, 

Of  immense  bulk,  he  laid  upon  the  sand ; 

Also  a  pard :  and  when  the  prize  was  won, 

He  still  was  fresh,  and  coula  yet  more  haye  done. 

Anon.  1695. 

xn.    ON  jl  bull  BEABiira  hebculkb  to  the  skies. 

That  a  bull,  snatched  up  from  the  midst  of  the  arena,  as- 
cended to  the  skies,  was  a  work,  not  of  art,  but  of  piety. 

ZYI.   B.      Oir  THE   SAHB   SUBJECT. 

A  bull^  had  carried  Europa  through  his  brother's  waves  ; 
but  now  a  bull  has  borne  Alcides  to  the  stars.  Compare 
now.  Fame,  the  bulls  of  Ciesar  and  of  Jove : '  grant  that 
they  carried  an  equal  weight,  CsBsar's  bore  it  to  a  greater 
height.' 

That  the  bull  was  snatch'd  up  into  the  sky 

Seems  not  a  pageant,  but  true  piety : 

On  a  bull's  back  Europa  rid  at  ease. 

But  not  to  heaven,  as  did  Hercules. 

Let  Jove  and  Ceesar's  bulls  for  credit  vie ; 

Jove's  did  but  swim,  and  Csesar's  bull  can  fly.        Peeke. 

That  from  the  stage  a  bull  towards  heaven  did  fly 

Was  not  th'  exploit  of  art,  but  deiW : 

A  bull  Europa  through  the  surges  bore, 

But  with  Alcides  now  'bove  clouds  doth  soar. 

The  fact  of  Ceesar  and  of  Jove  compare. 

Which  of  the  two  shall  we  pronounce  most  rare  F 

Suppose  the  burdens  even  \  were  that  true. 

The  lighter-loaded  swam ;  the  heavier  flew.    Anon.  1695. 

Rapt  from  the  sand,  a  bull  ascends  the  skies ; 

Let  not  the  act,  but  piety,  surprise : 

One  bore  Europa  through  fraternal  main, 

And  one  Alcides  to  th*  ethereal  reign. 

Compare  the  steers  of  Ceesar  and  of  Jove : 

What  diflTrent  loads  through  different  mediums  rove  ! 

xvn.    ON  Air  elefhakt'b  EmsELnro  to  oiBSAB. 

Whereas  piously  and  in  suppliant  guise  the  elephant  kneels 

'  That  is,  Jupiter  in  the  shape  of  a  bull.         *  See  JuTenal  ir.  101. 

*  Compare  B.  I.  Ep.  6. 


OK  THE  PUBLIO   SHOWS.  13 

to  thee,  CsBsar, — that  elephant  which  erewhile  was  so  formi- 
dable to  the  bull  his  antagonist, — this  he  does  without  com- 
mand, and  with  no  keeper  to  teach  him :  believe  me,  he  too 
feels  our  present  deitj. 

That  thee  an  elephant  suppliant  did  adore, 

Who  struck  with  terror  a  nerce  bull  before, 

1*  his  keeper's  art  cannot  imputed  be ; 

We  must  ascribe  it  to  thy  deity.  Anon,  1695. 

•  •  « 

None  taught  him  homage,  but  by  instinct  he 

Kneel'd  down  to  you,  because  a  deity.  Pecke, 

Xnil.      OK  A  TIOBESS  HATCHED   WITH   A   LIOK. 

A  tigress  that  had  been  accustomed  to  lick  the  hand  of  her 
unsnapecting  keeper,  an  animal  of  rare  beauty  from  the  Hyr- 
canian  mountains,  being  enraged,  lacerated  with  maddened 
tooth  a  fierce  lion ;  a  strange  occurrence,  such  as  had  never 
been  known  in  any  age.  She  attempted  nothing  of  the  sort 
while  she  lived  in  the  depth  of  the  forests ;  but  since  she 
has  been  amongst  us,  she  has  acquired  greater  ferocity. 

The  rare-seen  glory  of  th'  Hyrcanian  land, 

A  tiger,  wont  to  lick  his  master's  hand. 

In  pieces  tore  a  lion  in  his  rage  ; 

A  thing  not  known  before  in  any  age. 

He  durst  not  this  attempt  in  forests  high : 

Beasts  among  men  learn  greater  cruelty.        Anon,  1605. 

XEX.   OK  THE  BULL  AKD  THE  SLSPHAKT. 

The  bull,  which,  lately  goaded  by  flames  through  the  whole 
arena,  had  caught  up  and  cast  eloh  the  balls,^  succumbed  at 
length,  being  struck  b^  a  more  powerful  horn,  while  he  im- 
agined the  elephant  might  easily  be  thus  tossed. 

When  the  strong  buU,  enraged  by  fire,  did  eye 

Puppies  like  men,  he  mounted  them  on  high ; 

But  dreaming  thus  an  elephant  to  toss. 

He  was  struck  dead  by  the  flinty  proboss.  Pecke, 

1  Piku.    See  note  on  Ep.  9. 


U  HABTIAL 

XX.     ,0V  MYBnrUB  AND  TBIXTMPHUS,   TWO    aLADTATOBS. 

When  one  faction '  was  calling  for  Myrinus,  the  other  for 
Triumphus,  CsBsar  promised  them  both  with  either  hand. 
He  could  not  have  terminated  the  amusing  contention  in  a 
better  way.     Oh,  the  charming  wit  of  our  unrivalled  prince  ! 

These  Myrinus,  Triumphus  these  demand : 

Indulgent  Ceesar  waves  his  either  hand. 

Who  better  could  the  nice  decision  hit  P 

Unrivalled  princci  how  gracious  is  thy  wit !      ElpJunston^ 

XXT.      OK   OBPHEUS. 

Whatever  Bhodope  is  said  to  have  beheld  upon  Orpheus' 
stage,  your  arena,  CsBsar,  haa  exhibited  to  you.  Bocks  have 
crept  alone;,  and,  marvellous  sight !  a  wood,  such  as  the 
grove  of  the  Hesperides  is  believed  to  have  been,  has  run. 
There  was  to  be  seen  every  species  of  wild  beast  mingled  with 
flocks,  and  above  the  poet  hung  many  a  bird.  But  he  him- 
self was  laid  low,  torn  by  an  ungrateful  bear.  Thus,  how- 
ever, this  story,  which  was  before  but  a  fiction,  has  now  be- 
come a  fact.' 

What  Thrace  on  Orpheus*  stage  was  said  to  see, 

Cesar,  the  sand  exhibits  here  to  thee. 

The  rocks  have  crept,  and  the  strange  wood  did  move, 

Such  as  was  once  believed  th'  Hesperian  erove. 

A  mineled  troop  of  all  wild  beasts  were  tnere, 

And  o^r  the  bard  a  cloud  of  birds  in  th*  air ; 

But  he  lay  torn  by  the  ungrateful  bear  : 

As  it  came  feigned  thence,  so  't  was  true  here.     Fletcher. 

What  in  the  Thracian  mount 's  of  Orpheus  told. 

Thy  theatre,  great  Ceesar,  did  unfold : 

The  rocks  were  seen  to  move,  the  woods  to  run. 

When  to  his  harp  the  wondrous  minstrel  sung : 

Together  with  the  trees  the  beasts  were  led. 

And  hovering  birds  circled  his  sacred  head. 

At  last  a  bear  the  prophet  piecemeal  tore, 

Acted  in  truth  what  fabled  was  before.  Anon,  1695. 

>  Part,  that  is,  "  a  faction  of  the  people  in  the  Ampbitbeatre."  As  to 
the  subject  of  the  epigram,  see  Sueton.  Dotntt,  c.  4,  Bohn's  Traml.  p.  481. 
Myrinus  is  mentioned  apin,  B.  xii.  Ep.  29. 

^  Compare  the  storj  in  £ps.  7  and  8,  where  a  criminal, bein^  obliged  to 
act  an  assumed  part  m  a  show,  was  killed  by  a  bear. 


OV  THE   PUBLIC   SHOWS.  lb 


XXI.  B.      OIX  OBPHXUS. 

Bo  we  wonder  that  the  ground  with  sudden  opening  sent 
forth  Orpheus  ?  He  came  &om  Eurydice  who  was  compelled 
to  return  to  the  shades.^ 

IMITATION.' 

When  Orpheus  went  down  to  the  regions  helow. 

Which  men  are  forbidden  to  see. 
He  timed  up  his  lyre,  as  old  histories  show. 

To  set  his  Eurydice  free. 

All  hell  was  astonish'd  a  person  so  wise 

Should  rashly  endanger  his  life, 
And  venture  so  far — but  how  vast  their  surprise, 

When  they  heard  that  he  came  for  his  wife ! 

To  find  out  a  punishment  due  to  his  fault 

Old  Pluto  long  puzzled  his  brain, 
Bat  heU  had  not  torments  sufficient,  he  thought— 

So  he  gave  him  his  wife  back  again. 

But  pity  succeeding  soon  vanquish'd  his  heart, 

And,  pleased  with  his  playinj?  so  well. 
He  took  her  acain  in  re\nurd  of  his  art ; 

Such  merit  had  music  in  heU. 

rni.      OK  A  BHIKOOEBOS. 

While  the  trembling  keepers  were  exciting  the  rhinoceros, 
and  the  wrath  of  the  huge  animal  had  been  long  arousing 
itself  the  conflicts  of  the  promised  engagement  were  begin- 
miig  to  be  despaired  of;  but  at  len^h  his  fury,  well-known 
of  old,  returned.  Eor  easily  as  a  bull  tosses  to  the  skies  the 
balls' placed  upon  his  homs^  so  with  his  double  hor^  did  he 
hurl  aloft  the  heayy  bear. 

While  loD^  they  roused  the  hero  to  engage, 
And  bid  his  nostrils  gather  all  their  rage. 
In  vain  the  timid  guides  for  battle  bum'd ; 
When  lo !  the  glory  of  his  power  retum'd : 

*  Tkis  Epigram,  which  many  of  the  books  and  editions  omit,  is  very 
coimpL  The  text  followed  is,  as  usual,  that  of  Shneidewui.  For  vertd 
in  the  second  line,  Heinsius  and  others  after  him  propose  Thre89d. 

'  This  carious  and  humorous  epigram  is  a  translation  from  the  Spanish, 
by  Dr.  Lisle.  *  Pilaa,    See  note  on  Ep.  9. 


16  HABTIA£ 

High  a  huge  bear  he  heaved  with  double  horn, 
/  As  a  bull  sends  aloft  the  balls  that  braye  his  scorn. 

ZXni,     Oir  CABFOPHOBUS. 

The  bold  right  hand  of  the  still  youthful  Carpophorus 
now  directs  with  unerring  blow  the  Noric  hunting-spears. 
He  carried  two  steers  on  his  shoulder  with  ease ;  to  bim  suc- 
cumbed the  bubalus^  and  the  bison.  Fleeing  fropoi  him,  the 
lion  fell  headlong  among  the  darts  of  others.'  G-o  now,  im- 
patient crowd,  and  complain  of  the  tardy  delay  to  which  you 
are  exposed. 

The  Doric  spears,  with  aim  unerring,  bore 

The  gallant  arm  of  youthful  Carpopnore : 

Well  miffht  two  sofb-neckM  steers  resign  the  field ; 

To  him  the  bufialo  and  bison  yield. 

The  lion  fled ;  but  headlong  rush'd  a  prey. 

Flyi  madding  mob,  and  chasten  dull  delay. 

XOT.   OK  THB  EXHIBITIOir  OF  A  SEA-FIGHT. 

Whoever  thou  mayst  be,  who  art  here  a  lately  arrived 
spectator  from  distant  lands,  upon  whom  for  the  £rst  time 
has  shone  the  vision  of  the  sacred  show, — that  the  goddess 
of  naval  warfare  may  not  deceive  thee  with  these  ships,  nor 
the  water  so  like  to  the  waves  of  the  sea, — here,  awhile  since, 
was  the  dry  land.  Dost  thou  hesitate  to  believe  it  P  look  on, 
whilst  the  waves  fatigue  the  god  of  war.  A  short  interval, 
and  thou  wilt  say,  "Here  but  a  while  since  was  the  sea." 

Thou,  late  spectator,  from  a  distant  shore, 
Who  com'st  this  day  our  festal  shows  f  explore, 
Be  not  deceived  though  naval  battles  here, 
And  billows  like  the  rolling  main  appear ; 
The  sea  thou  now  behold'st  was  land  of  late : 
Believ'st  thou  not?  A  few  short  moments  wait, 
Till  cease  the  ships  to  war,  the  waves  to  flow. 
And  thou  shalt  say,  Twas  sea  not  long  ago. 

Amos,  Gems  of  Latin  Poetry,  p.  36. 

>  It  is  uncertain  what  animal  we  are  to  understand  by  hubahu,  Pliny, 
H.  N.  Tiii.  ]5y  speaks  of  it  as  resembling  a  stag  or  a  cow.  Many  suppose 
it  to  be  the  buffalo. 

*  That  is,  the  darts  of  the  subtesaorea,  or  liers-in-wait ;  those  who  wer» 
ready  to  support  Carpophorus,  if  he  should  be  in  danger. 


OK  THS  PITBLIC   SHOWS.  17 


XXT.     OK  THB  BXHIBmOK  OF   THE   STOBY  OF   LBAKDEB. 

That  the  wave  in  thy  nocturnal  journey  should  have  spared 
thee,  Leander,  cease  to  wonder:  it  was  Csdsar's  wave. 

ZXy.  B.      OK  L7AKI)BB. 

While  the  daring  Leander  was  seeking  the  sweet  object  of 
his  love,  and,  exhausted,  was  just  being  ingulfed  by  the 
swelling  waves,  the  unfortunate  adventurer  is  said  to  have 
thus  addressed  the  menacing  surges :  "Spare  me  on  my  way ; 
drown  me  on  my  return.'*  ^ 

Leander,  wonder  not  curl'd  waves  thee  spare ; 

These  inoffensive  surees  Caesar's  are. 

"When  Tethvs  stopp'd  love-sick  Leander's  breath, 

And  some  few  drops  would  hurry  him  to  death, 

The  poor  wretch  begg'd :  O  waft  me  safe  to  around ; 

When  I  have  seen  my  dear,  let  me  be  drown^        Peeks, 

XXYI.      OK  ▲  8WIMHIKO  EXHIBITIOK. 

The  gentle  band  of  Nereids  sported  throughout  the  sea,  and 
adorned  the  yielding  waves  with  many  an  antic.  There  was 
the  trident  threatening  with  its  barbs,  the  anchor  with  its 
curved  prong:  we  thought  that  we  looked  sometimes  on  an  oar, 
sometimes  on  a  ship  ;  that  the  constellation  of  the  Laconian 
twins,'  welcome  to  sailors,  was  shining,  and  that  wide-spread- 
ing sails  were  clearly  swelling  before  us.  Who  invented 
such  arts  in  the  liqtud  waves  ?  Thetis  either  taught  these 
gambols,  or  learned  them.^ 

The  docile  crew  of  waf  ry  nymphs  did  vie 

To  paint  the  waves  with  their  vivacity. 

A  threatening  trident,  anchor,  scalding  oar, 

A  stately  ship,  we  beheld  from  the  shore ; 

Castor  and  Pollux,  the  Pilot's  delight, 

And  tumid  sailcloths,  gratified  our  sight. 

To  whose  invention  should  we  this  refer  ? 

Did  Thetis  instruct  us,  or  we  teach  her  ?      Peeke. 

'  Probably  this  Epigram  is  not  genuine.  It  seems  made  up  from 
B.xiv.  Ep.  181. 

*  SidtiM  Laeonum,  i.  e.  the  constellation  of  Castor  and  Pollux,  so  called 
becanae  their  mother  Leda  was  a  Lacedsmonian. 

'  The  meaning  is,  she  either  learned  them  of  Cesar,  or  taught  them  to 
him. 


18  MABTIAIi 


XXTII.      ON  CABPOFHORirS. 

Had  the  ages  of  yore,  CsBsar,  given  birth  to  CarpophoruB, 
[barbarian  lands  would  not  have  boasted  of  their  monsters].^ 
Marathon  would  not  have  feared  the  bull,  the  woods  of  Nemea 
the  lion,  Arcadia  the  Msenalian  boar.  Had  Carpophorus 
armed  his  hands,  one  deadly  stroke  would  have  sufficed  for  the 
hydra ;  by  liim  would  the  whole  of  the  Chimaera  have  been 
stricken  down  at  once.  He  would  have  yoked  together  the 
fire-breathing  bulls  without  the  assistance  of  the  Colchian 
princess ;  he  could  have  conquered  either  monster  of  Pasi- 
phae.  Could  the  fable  of  the  marine  prodigy  be  revived,  he 
alone  would  release  Hesione  and  Andromeda.  Let  all  the 
glories  of  the  praise  bestowed  on  Hercules  be  counted  up ;  it 
is  more  to  have  subdued  twenty  animals  at  one  time.^ 

If  former  ages  had  Carpophorus  known, 
Beside  himself  there  would  have  needed  none 
The  monsters  through  the  world  to  have  subdued ; 
Being  in  truth  with  all  that  might  endued 
Which  to  the  fabUous  heroes  gave  a  name, 
Kaised  Jason^s,  Perseus*,  Meleager's  fame. 
Theseus  for  th*  Minotaur  had  ne*er  been  crown *d; 
For  the  Nemean  lion  Hercules  renown*d  ; 
The  Hydra  which  so  oft  renewed  the  fight, 
At  first  assault  he  would  have  slain  outright ; 
Chimfera,  of  such  various  figures  formed, 
His  powerful  hand  would  all  at  once  have  storm'd ; 
The  bulls,  which  from  their  nostrils  breathed  a  flame» 
Without  a  charm,  his  courage  knew  to  tame : 
Hesione's  devouring  ore  to  quail, 
Andromeda  to  rescue  from  the  whale. 

Let  poets  then  their  specious  lies  relate, 
How  Jove,  a  matchless  hero  to  create. 
Two  nights  did  turn  to  one ;  to  him  allow 
A  term  of  life  twelve  labours  to  go  through ;   , 
Carpoph'rus*  glory  yet  does  his  excel. 
By  whom  in  one  day  twenty  monsters  fell. 

Afion.  1695. 

'  Ver.  2  is  entirely  comipt,  although  the  sense,  as  given  in  the  text,  \a 
manifi'stly  that  intended  by  the  author. 

'  The  muaiiinii:  is*  there  were  only  twelve  labours  of  Hercules,  whereas 
Carpophorus  slew  twenty  aniraals  on  the  same  occasion. 


OK  THB  PITBLIO   SHOWS.  ID 


XXYiri.      ON  THB  BXHIBITION   OF  A   SEA-JIGHT. 

The  task  of  Augustus  had  been  to  embattle  fleets,  and  to 
arouse  the  waves  with  the  sound  of  the  naval  trumpet.  How 
inferior  is  this  to  what  our  Caesar  accomplishes !  Thetis  and 
Gralatea  have  beheld  in  the  waves  wild  animals  previously  un- 
known to  them.  Triton  has  seen  chariots  glowing  along  the 
foaming  ocean  course,^  and  thought  the  steeds  of  his  master' 
were  passing  before  him ;  and  Nereus,  while  he  was  prepar- 
ing fierce  contests  with  bold  vessels,  shrunk  from  going  on 
foot  through  the  liquid  ways.'  Whatever  is  seen  in  the 
circus  and  the  amphitheatre,  the  rich  lake  of  Csesar  has  shown 
to  thee.  Let  Fucinus,  and  the  ponds  of  the  dire  Nero,  be 
Taunted  no  more ;  and  let  ages  to  come  remember  but  this 
one  sea-flght. 

The  palm  of  glorv  to  Augustus  vield, 

For  naming  sea  into  a  pitched  neld. 

How  then  may  Caesar  triumph !     Such  beasts  are 

Guests  to  the  waves  as  searqueen  Thetis  scare. 

Swift  chariots  track  the  main,  at  whose  approach 

Triton  cried  out — Here  comes  King  Neptune's  coach : 

Whilst  Nereus  for  the  skirmishes  provides, 

And  a  whale's  back  victoriously  bestrides. 

"What  Cii^sar's  pleasure,  shall  the  Cirque  command  ; 

The  floods  react,  as  mimics  to  the  land. 

On  Claudius',  Nero's  lake,  let  scorn  reflect : 

Domitian's  shows  merit  entire  respect.  Pecke. 

V  embattle  fleets  exalts  Augustus'  reign, 
And  with  the  naval  trump  to  rouse  the  main  : 
Yet  what  is  his  to  our  Augustus'  praise  ? 
Or  what  the  ancient  to  the  modem  days  ? 
Thetis  and  Galatea  stared  to  own 
Such  savages  as  they  had  never  known. 
Triton  beheld,  nor  to  behold  abhorr'd, 
"The  steeds  he  thought  the  coursers  of  his  lord ; 
He  saw  with  glee  the  flying  axle  glow. 
Though  cover'd  with  the  dust  of  spray  below : 
For,  when  to  furious  fight  a  Nereus  strains, 
He  scorns  on  foot  to  scour  the  liquid  plains, 

^  In  ^fqitoreo  pulvere.     By  pulvis  most  commentators  suppose  tLat  the 
■pome  of  the  sea  is  meant,  catachrestiei, 
'  Domini,  i.  e.  Neptune. 

'  That  is,  he  chose  a  chariot  drawn  by  sea-horses. 

c  2 


so  HABTIiLL 

Whate'er  the  Circjue  or  Theatre  surveys, 

To  bless  the  eyes  impartial  water  plays ; 

Absorbed  the  Fucine  in  the  Marsian  land, 

The  pools  of  Nero  duly  still  shall  stand. 

Sunk  every  scene  that  wondrous  waves  bestow, 

This  single  sea-fight  shall  the  ages  know.  Mphiiuhm, 

XXIX.      ON  PBIBGUB   AKD   VEKTJS. 

While  Verus  and  Friscus  were  prolonging  the  combaty 
and  the  valour  of  each  had  been  for  a  long  time  equal, 
quarter  for  the  combatants  was  demanded  with  great  clam- 
our. But  CsBsar  obeyed  his  own  law.  The  law  was  to  fight 
with  a  stated  reward  in  view,  till  by  his  thumb  one  of  the 
pair  proclaimed  hinuelf  vanquished  :^  but,  as  was  allowed,  be 
frequently  gave  them  dishes  and  gifts.*  An  end,  however, 
was  found  for  the  well-matched  contest :  equal  they  fought, 
equal  they  resigned.  Cassar  sent  wands  to  each,'  to  each  the 
meed  of  victory.  Such  was  the  reward  that  adroit  valour 
received.  Under  no  other  prince  save  thee,  Caesar,  has  this 
ever  happened,  that,  when  two  fought  with  each  other,  both 
were  victors. 

When  Priscus,  Yerus,  did  prolong  their  fight. 

Characterized  by  Mars  wiui  equal  spite, 

For  their  discharge  a  ioint  consent  applied 

Itself  to  Caesar ;  by  wnom  't  was  denied. 

It  was  the  fashion  so  long  to  contend 

Till  the  van<juish*d  made  signs  the  fight  should  end : 

And  to  detam  the  people  to  the  last, 

Gifts  were  providea,  and  a  slight  repast. 

Even  wounds  the  sword-players  did  engrave ; 

They  fought  alike ;  or  equal  scores  did  leave. 

Cesar  acquitted  both,  gave  both  the  palm : 

Thus  prowess  for  her  cure  acquired  a  balm. 

>  Ad  digUum  eoncurrere.  There  has  been  much  doubt  about  the 
sense  of  these  words.  Ramiresius  supposes  that  the  gladiators  were  to 
fight  till  one  of  them,  mblato  digito^  by  holding  up  his  tliumb  or  finger, 
acknowledged  himself  conquered.  See  note  on  Quint,  viii.  5,  20,  BokiC* 
CI,  Library, 

'  It  was  ihe  custom  to  distribute  dbhes  of  various  kinds  of  food  to  the 
combatants,  to  reinvigorate  them  to  continue  the  contest ;  and  to  the  peo- 
ple, to  keep  them  quiet  till  Its  conclusion. 

*  Mint  utritgve  rudea.  This  rudU  or  wand  was  the  sign  of  their  acquit- 
tal from  all  further  service  as  gladiators.    See  Hor.  i.  l^p.  1,  2,  &c. 


017  THE   PI7BLIC   SHOWS.  21 

Before  jour  reign,  Cffisar,  who  thought  to  see, 
When  champions  fight,  that  both  should  victors  be  P 

Peeke. 

XXX.      ON   A  HIND   AND   DOOS. 

A  hunted  hind,  as  she  was  fleeing  from  swifb  Molossian 
hounds,  and  was  by  various  turns  contriving  a  lingering  pro- 
traction of  the  fatal  moment,  halted  before  Cesar's  feet,  sup- 
pliant and  in  pleading  guise ;  and  the  hounds  touched  not 

their  prej '     Such  was  the  boon  which  she  derived 

from  recoCTiisiiig  the  emperor.  Caesar  is  a  divinity  :  sacred, 
sacred  is  his  power  -  believe  it ;  the  beasts  of  the  field  have 
not  learned  to  lie. 

The  panting  doe  flung  out  the  headlong  hounds, 

By  various  doublings  on  the  various  grounds. 

Spent  at  th'  imperial  feet  the  suppliant  stood ; 

Her  feu  pursuers,  awed,  no  more  pursued. 

*Mid  foes,  now  friends,  surrounding  safety  blessed ; 

Instinctive  piety  that  power  confessed. 

Ccesarean  power  let  miscreants  blind  deny : 

Believe  we  those  who  have  not  leam*d  to  lie.        Elphinston. 

XXXI.   ON  AN  UNEQUAL  COMBAT. 

To  yield  to  superior  force  is  the  second  honour.  That  is  an 
insupportable  victory,  which  an  inferior  enemy  gains. 

To  bow  to  nobler  foes  is  almost  fame ; 

The  basely-yielded  palm  alone  is  shame.  IF.  S.  B, 

XXXII.      TO   C2SAH. 

Bo  indulgent  to  impromptus :  he  does  not  deserve  to  dis- 
pleaset  whose  haste,  Caesar,  was  to  please  thee. 

My  haste,  though  faulty,  ought  thee  to  appease : 

Pflffdon  his  haste,  who  nasted  thee  to  please.     Anon,  1695. 

XXXIII.      AGAINST  DOMITIAN. 

Bace  of  the  Flavii,  how  much  has  the  third  of  thy  name 
taKen  from  thee  !  It  had  been  almost  as  well  not  to  have 
had  the  other  two.' 

How  much  thy  third  has  wrong'd  thee,  Flavian  race ! 

T  were  better  ne'er  to  have  bred  the  previous  brace.      Anon. 

^  A  line  is  here  wanting  in  the  origrinal. 

'  8c.  Vespasian  and  Titus.  As  this  Epigram  is  'written  agaitut  Domi* 
tiaa,  it  appears  either  not  to  be  MHrtial's,  or  to  he  out  of  place  here.  The 
only  aaihority  for  ascribing  it  to  Martial  is  a  scholiast  on  Juvenal,  iv.  38. 


EPIGRAMS. 


BOOK  T. 


TO   THE  HEJlDEB. 

I  TBUST  that,  in  these  little  books  of  mine,  I  have  observed 
such  self-control,  that  whoever  forms  a  fair  judgment  from 
his  own  mind  can  make  no  complaint  of  them,  since  they 
indulge  their  sportive  fancies  without  violating  the  respect 
due  even  to  persons  of  the  humblest  station ;  a  respect  which 
was  so  far  disregarded  by  the  authors  of  antiquity,  that  they 
made  free  use,  not  only  of  real,  but  of  great  names.  For 
me,  let  fame  be  held  in  less  estimation,  and  let  such  talent  be 
the  last  thing  commended  in  me. 

Let  the  ill-natured  interpreter,  too,  keep  himself  from 
meddling  with  the  simple  meaning  of  my  jests,  and  not  write 
my  epigram  s  for  me.  ^  He  acts  dishonourably  who  exerci  sea  per- 
verse ingenuity  on  another  man's  book.  For  the  free  plain- 
ness of  expression,  that  is,  for  the  language  of  epigram,  I 
would  apologize,  if  I  were  introducing  the  practice  ;  but  it  is 
thus  that  Catullus  writes,  and  Marsus,  and  Pedo,  and  Gretu- 
licus,  and  every  one  whose  writings  are  read  through.  If 
any  assumes  to  be  so  scrupulously  nice,  however,  that  it  is  not 
allowable  to  address  him,  in  a  single  page,  in  plain  language, 
ho  may  confine  himself  to  this  address,  or  rather  to  the  title 
of  the  book.  Epigrams  are  written  for  those  who  are  accus- 
tomed to  be  spectators  at  the  games  of  Flora.  Jjet  not  Cato 
enter  my  theatre ;  or,  if  he  do  enter,  let  him  look  on.  It 
appears  to  me  that  I  shall  do  only  what  I  have  a  right  to  do, 
if  I  close  my  address  with  the  following  verses : — 

^  Let  him  not  make  them  his  own,  by  the  false  interpretation  which  h« 
puts  upon  them. 


BOO£    I.]  EPIGBAMB.  23 


TO   CATO. 

Since  you  knew  the  lascivious  nature  of  the  rites  of 
sportiTe  Flora,  as  well  as  the  dissoluteness  of  the  games,  and 
the  license  of  the  populace,  why,  stern  Cato,  did  you  enter 
the  theatre  P  Did  you  come  in  only  that  you  might  go  out 
again? 

When  thou  didst  know  the  merry  feast 

Of  jocund  Flora  was  at  best, 

Our  solemn  sports,  how  loosely  free 

And  debonair  the  vulgar  be, 

Strict  Cato,  why  dost  thou  intrude 

Into  the  seated  multitude  ? 

Was  it  thy  frolic  here  alone 

Only  to  enter  and  begone  ?  Fletcher, 

When  thou  the  wanton  rites  of  Flora's  feast 
Didst  know,  the  people's  license  then  expressed, 
Why  cam'st  thou  in,  sour  Cato,v'mong  the  rout  ? 
Didst  enter  only  that  thou  might'st  go  out  ? 

Anon,  1695. 

Why  dost  thou  come,  ^reat  censor  of  the  age, 
To  see  the  loose  diversions  of  the  stage  ? 
With  awful  countenance  and  brow  severe. 
What  in  the  name  of  goodness  dost  thou  here  ? 
See  the  mix'd  crowd !  how  giddy,  lewd,  and  vain ! 
Didst  thou  come  in  but  to  go  out  again  ? 

Spectator,  No.  446. 

I.    TO   THE   READEB. 

The  man  whom  you  are  reading  is  the  very  man  that 
Tou  want, — ^Martial,  known  over  the  whole  world  for  his 
humorous  books  of  epigrams ;  to  whom,  studious  reader,  you 
have  accorded  such  honours,  while  he  is  alive  and  has  a  sense 
of  them,  as  few  poets  receive  after  their  death. 

This  whom  thou  read'st  is  he  by  thee  required, — 
Martial,  through  all  the  world  famed  and  desired 
For  sharpest  books  of  epigrams,  on  whom 

Sngenious  reader^  living,  without  tomb, 
hou  hast  bestow  d  that  hieh  and  glorious  wreath, 
Which  seldom  poets  after  death  receive.  Fletcher. 


24  ma.btial'b 

He  unto  whom  thou  art  so  partial, 

O  reader,  is  the  well-known  Martial* 

The  epigrammatist:  while  living, 

Give  nim  the  fame  thou  wouldst  be  giving 

So  shall  he  hear,  and  feel,  and  know  it : 

Post-obits  rarely  reach  a  poet.  Byromm 

II.   TO   THE   BEADEB;    SHOWnTG  WHEBE   THE   AUTHOB'S 

BOOKS   MAT  BB   PUBCHASED. 

You  who  are  anxious  that  my  books  should  be  with  you 
everywhere,  and  desire  to  have  them  as  companions  on  a  long 
journey,  buy  a  copy  of  which  the  parchment  leaves  are  com- 
pressed into  a  small  compass.^  Bestow  book-cases  upoa 
large  volumes ;  one  hand  will  hold  me.  But  that  you  may 
not  be  ignorant  where  I  am  to  be  bought,  and  wancier  in  un- 
certainty over  the  whole  town,  you  shall,  under  my  guidance, 
be  sure  of  obtaining  me.  Seek  Secundus,  the  freedman  of  the 
learned  Lucensis,  behind  the  Temple  of  Peace  and  the  Forum 
of  Pallas. 

Where  you  go,  if  you  'd  have  a  few  books  to  befriend  you, 

And  on  a  long  journey  have  one  to  attend  you, 

Buy  those  whose  short  sides  a  small  skin  does  go  over, — 

As  for  great  ones,  lock  up, — me  your  one  hand  will  cover. 

And  if  you  can  be  struck  with  such  foibles  as  these, 

I  hope  that  my  trifles  their  readers  will  please. 

But  that  you  may  know  where  I  'm  sold,  and  may  n't  stray 

All  over  the  city,  I  '11  show  you  the  way : 

Ask  for  Wilkie's  fam*d  shop,  near  the  church  of  St  Paul, 

^here  this  book  may  be  had  by  whoever  will  call. 

Rev,  Mr  Scott,  1773. 

Whoe'er  thou  be,  that  wouldst  my  Muse  convey, 
The  light  companion  of  the  lengthen'd  way; 
Purchase  the  petty  skin  that  crams  her  strains : 
A  case  huse  bodies,  her  a  hand  contains. 
But,  lest  tnou  doubt  where  she  displays  her  pride. 
And  roam  the  town,  accept  herself  thy  guide. 
The  leam'd  Lucensian's  libertine  thou  'It  find 
The  Fane  of  Peace  and  Pallas*  Square  behind. 

Eiphitutoiu 

III.   THE  AUTHOB  TO   HIS   BOOK. 

Thou  preferrest,  little  book,  to  dwell  in  the  shops  in  the 
'  That  is,  a  copy  with  small  pages ;  a  small  copy. 


BOOK  I.]  XPIOBAMB.  26 

Argfletom,*  though  my  book-case  has  pleoty  of  room  for 
thee.  Thou  art  ignorant,  alas  !  thou  art  ignorant  of  the 
fastidiousness  of  Borne,  the  mistress  of  the  world  ;  the  sons 
of  ^iars,  believe  me,  are  much  too  critical.  Nowhere  are 
there  louder  sneers ;  young  men  and  old,  and  even  boys,  have 
the  nose  of  the  rhinoceros.'  After  thou  hast  heard  a  loud 
** Bravo!"  and  art  expecting  kisses,  thou  wilt  go,  tossed  to 
the  skies,  from  the  jerked  toga.'  Yet,  that  thou  mayst  not 
so  often  suffer  the  corrections  of  thy  master,  and  that  his 
relentless  pen  may  not  so  often  mark  thy  vagaries,  thou  de- 
sirest,  frolicsome  Httle  book,  to  fly  through  the  air  of  heaven. 
Go,  fly ;  but  thou  wouldst  have  been  siuer  at  home. 

Among  the  stationers  th'  hadst  rather  be, 

My  little  book,  though  my  shelf 's  void  for  thee : 

Alas !  thou  knoVst  not  Madam  Rome's  disdain ; 

Great  Mars's  sons  are  of  a  fiery  brain ; 

Gibes  nowhere  are  more  free ;  jounat  men,  and  old. 

And  boys,  their  nose  up  in  dension  hold : 

While  thou  shalt  hear  thy  praise,  and  kisses  have, 

Thou  shalt  be  toss'd  from  tn'  bosom  to  the  grave. 

But  thou,  for  fear  thou  feel'st  thy  master's  hand, 

And  thy  loose  sport  should  by  his  reed  be  scanned, 

(Lascivious  book !)  thou  seek  st  to  mount  abroad : 

Go,  fly ;  but  home  were  yet  thy  safer  road. 

Fletcher. 

Why  in  Pall-mall  with  Dodsley  will  you  dwell, 

When  in  my  desk  you  still  might  lodge  so  well? 

Little  you  know,  how  nice  the  taste  in  town : 

The  meanest  of  mankind  are  critics  grown. 

Sneerers  abound ;  the  beau,  the  man  in  years, 

The  boy  at  school,  the  scoff  of  Bentley  wears. 

They  cry,  "  Extremely  fine ! "  You  go^e  the  lie ; 

But  soon  in  rockets  to  the  stars  shall  ny. 

You,  who  castration  dread,  who  hate  my  strokes, 

And  grave  correction  of  your  idle  jokes, 

On  wanton  wing  now  sigh  abroad  to  roam : 

Away : — but  you  might  safer  be  at  home.  Hay. 

In  the  booksellers'  windows  you  long  to  be  shown, 
Little  book,  though  my  desk  be  entirely  your  own. 

^  An  open  place,  or  square,  in  Rome,  where  tradesmen  had  shops. 

'  Have  great  powers  of  ridicule,  which  the  Romans  often  expressed  by 
taming  up  or  wrinkling  the  nose. 

'  People  will  take  thee  into  their  lap,  and  then  jerk  thee  out  of  it,  as  if 
thou  wut  tossed  in  a  blanket 


26  habtial's 

Tou  know  not  our  critics  hare  nice  judging  eyes, 

And,  believe  me,  the  town  is  prodigiously  wise. 

Men  are  loud  both  their  censure  and  scorn  to  disclose  ; 

Young  and  old,  even  children,  all  turn  up  their  nose. 

While  you  fondly  expect  on  Fame's  pinions  to  rise, 

'T  is  a  Dlanket  will  toss  you,  my  book,  to  the  skies. 

But  you,  that  your  master  may  cease  to  condemn. 

Nor  your  sallies  be  quench'd  any  more  by  his  phlegm, 

Are  ambitious  to  leave  me,  and  largely  to  roam. 

Go,  fiy ; — ^but  you  might  have  been  safer  at  home.    Anon* 

IV.    TO   CJESAB. 

If  you  should  chance,  Csesar,  to  light  upon  my  books,  laj 
aside  that  look  which,  awes  the  world.  Even  your  triumphs 
have  been  accustomed  to  endure  jests,'  nor  is  it  any  shame 
to  a  general  to  be  a  subject  for  witticisms.  Bead  my  verses, 
I  pray  you,  with  that  brow  with  which  you  behold  Thymele  * 
and  Latinus^  the  bu^oon.  The  censorship^  may  tolerate 
innocent  jokes :  my  page  indulges  in  freedoms,  but  my  life 
is  pure. 

Csesar,  whene'er  you  take  in  hand  my  books. 
Awe  of  the  world !  lay  by  your  sterner  looks. 
Your  very  triumphs  mirui  used  to  admit. 
Though  you  yourself  were  subject  of  the  wit. 
With  such  a  face  look  on  my  verses,  pray. 
As  you  'd  an  antick  dance  or  mimick  play. 
Let  not  these  harmless  sports  your  censure  taste : 
My  Unes  are  wanton,  but  my  life  is  chaste. 

Old  MS.  11  a  Cent. 

V.    THE   EMPEBOR'S   BEPLT. 

I  give  you  a  sea-fight,  and  you  give  me  epig^rams :  you. 
wish,  I  suppose,  Marcus,  to  be  set  afloat  with  your  book. 

I  five  thee  sea-fights,  thou  a  book  giv*st  me  : 
Wouldst  have  me  set  afloat  both  it  and  thee  ?    L.  H,  S. 

VI.     OK  A  LIOK   OF   CJESAB's   THAT   SPABED  A  HARE. 

While  through  the  air  of  heaven  the  eagle  was  carrying 

^  In  allusion  to  the  jests  which  the  soldiers  threw  out  on  their  generally 
while  they  were  riding  in  the  triumphal  procession. 
'  A  female  dancer. 

'  A  dancer  in  pantomine ;  a  sort  of  harlequin. 
*  Alluding  to  Domitian  having  made  himself  perpetual  censor. 


BOOK  I.]  XPIOKA^CS.  27 

the  jouthy^  the  burden  unhurt  clung  to  its  anxious  taxons. 
From  Caesar's  lions  their  own  prey  now  succeeds  in  obtaining 
mercj,  and  the  hare  plays  safe  in  their  huge  jaws.  Which 
miracle  do  you  think  the  greater  ?  The  author  of  each  is 
a  supreme  being :  the  one  is  the  work  of  Cadsar ;  the  other,' 
of  Jore. 

While  with  the  stnpling  8  cries  the  welkin  rung, 

The  prize,  unhurt,  in  trembling  talons  hung. 

Now  the  imperial  whelps  cumptiess  no  prey  : 

Safe  in  the  lion's  jaws  the  leverets  play. 

Say,  whether  g^yes  thy  wonder  more  to  rove, 

The  power  of  CsBsar,  or  the  pounce  of  Jove  ?     Elpkinston. 

Vn.   TO   MAXIMUS. 

The  dove,  the  delight  of  my  friend  Stella,* — even  with 
A'erona^  listening  will  1  say  it,  —  has  surpassed,  Maximus, 
the  sparrow  of  Catullus.  By  so  much  is  my  Stella  greater 
than  your  Catullus,  as  a  dove  is  'greater  than  a  sparrow. 

The  biller,  that  my  Stella  sings 

(I  care  not,  though  Verona  hear). 
We,  Maximus,  must  own,  outsprings 

The  chirper  to  Catullus  dear. 

Mysongster  soars  as  far  beyond 

The  genius  you  so  justly  love 
(Be  counted  whether  bird  more  fond), 

As  less  the  sparrow  than  the  dove.     Elphinston, 

vni.  TO  DECIAiniS. 

In  that  you  so  far  only  follow  the  opinions  of  the  great 
Thrasea  and  Cato  of  consummate  virtue,  that  you  still  wish 
to  preserve  your  life,  and  do  not  with  bared  breast  rush  upon 
drawn  swords,  you  do,  Decianus,  what  I  should  wish  you  to 
do.  I  do  not  approve  of  a  man  who  purchases  fame  with  life- 
blood,  easy  to  be  shed :  I  like  him  who  can  be  praised  with- 
out dying  to  obtain  it. 

*  Gtnyroede.  *  Comp.  Eps.  14,  22. 

'  A  poet  of  PatATium,  who  wrote  an  elegy  on  the  dove  of  his  mistress 
luttHis.    See  B.  vi.  Ep.  21 ;  B.  vii.  Ep.  13. 
«  Tfas  birth-pUce  of  GatuUns. 


28  h^tlax'b 

That  YOU  great  Paetus'  maxims  bo  approTe» 
Or  gallant  Cato's,  as  still  life  to  love, 
Nor  run  on  naked  swords  with  bared  breast. 
You  do,  my  Decian,  what  I  think  is  best. 
I  like  no  squanderers  of  life  for  fame : 
Give  me  the  man  that  living  makes  a  name ! 

Old  MS,  na  Centuff. 

Consummate  Cato's  and  great  Thrasea's  strain, 
As  far  as  prudence  goes,  thou  dost  maintain, 
And  not  thy  breast  on  naked  swords  dost  run ; 
What  men  judge  best,  that,  Decian,  thou  hast  done. 
He  's  not  approved,  who  cheaply  dies  for  fame, 
But,  without  death,  who  gets  a  glorious  name. 

Jnon,  1695. 

That  you,  like  Thrasea,  or  like  Cato,  great, 

Pursue  their  maxims,  but  decline  their  fate ; 

Nor  rashly  point  the  dagger  to  your  heart ; 

More  to  my  wish  you  act  a  Roman's  part. 

I  like  not  him,  who  fame  b^  death  retrieves ; 

Give  me  the  man  who  merits  praise,  and  lives.    iJ^y. 

II.   TO   OOTTA. 

You  wish  to  appear,  Cotta,  a  pretty  man  and  a  great  man 
at  one  and  the  same  time :  but  he  who  is  a  pretty  man* 
Cotta,  is  a  veiy  small  man. 

A  pretty  and  a  great  man  thou  'dst  be  deem'd : 

But  prettiness  is  littleness  esteemed.  Antm,  1695. 

X.   Oir   GEMBLLUB   AKD   MABOFILLiL. 

Gemellus  is  seeking  the  hand  of  Maronilla,  and  is  earnest, 
and  lays  siege  to  her,  and  beseeches  her,  and  makes  presents 
to  her.  Is  she  then  so  pretty  ?  Nay ;  nothing  can  oe  more 
ugly.  What  then  is  the  great  object  and  attraction  in  her  ? 
—Her  cough. 

Gemellus  seeks  old  Maronih  to  wed, 

Desires  it  much,  is  instant,  prays,  and  fees. 
Is  she  so  fair  P — Nought 's  more  ill-favoured. 
What  then  provokes  P — Oh,  she  doth  cough  and  wheeze ! 

Fletcher. 
Curmudgeon  the  rich  widow  courts  i 
Nor  lovely  she,  nor  made  for  sports. 
T  is  to  Curmudgeon  charm  enough 
That  she  has  got  a  church-yard  cough. 

Dr  Hoadiey. 


BOOK  I.]  XPIOBAMS.  29 

To  Lady  Mary,  Bellair  makes  addreases ; 
PtMents  he  makes ;  siffhs,  presses,  and  profesaet* 
Is  she  BO  £Bur  ? — No  lady  so  ill  off. 
What  is  so  captivating  then  P— Her  cough.  Ea$. 

Strephon  most  fierce  besieges  Cloe, 
A  nymnh  not  over  young  nor  showy. 
What  tnen  can  Strephoivs  love  provoke  ? — 
A  channing  paralytic  stroke. 

Westminster  Beview,  Apr.  1853« 

XL.      TO   SEXTILIANUS. 

Seeing  that  there  are  given  to  a  knight  twice  five  pieces,^ 
wherefore  is  twice  ten  the  amount  which  yon  spend  by  your- 
self, Sextilianua,  in  drink?  Long  since  would  the  warm 
water  have  failed  the  attendants  who  carried  it,  had  you  not, 
Sextilianua,  been  drinking  your  wine  unmixed.^ 

When  twice  five  copper  coins  to  a  knight  are  allotted. 
With  twice  ten  must  Seztllian  alone  be  besotted  ? 
Wave  the  tepid  had  fail'd  the  meek  ministers  sure. 
If  Sextilian's  good  nature  had  scrupled  the  pure. 

Elphinston, 

Zn.      OH   BEOULU8. 

Where  the  road  runs  to  the  towers  of  the  cool  Tivoli,  sa- 
cred to  Hercules,  and  the  hoary  Albula  '  smokes  with  sulphu- 
reouB  waters,  a  milestone,  the  fourth  from  the  neighbouring 
city,  points  out  a  country  retreat,  and  a  hallowed  grove,  and  a 
domain  well  beloved  of  the  Muses.  Here  a  rude  portico  used 
to  afford  cool  shade  in  summer ;  a  portico,  ah !  how  nearly  the 
desperate  cause  of  an  unheard-of  calamity:  for  suddenly  it  fell 
in  niina,  after  Begulus  had  just  been  conveyed  in  a  carriage 
and  pair  from  under  its  high  fabric.  Truly  Dame  Fortune 
feared  our  complaints,  as  she  would  have  been  unable  to 
withstand  so  great  odium.  Now  even  our  loss  delights  us  ; 
80  heneficial  is  the  impression  which  the  very  danger  pro- 
dueea ;  since,  while  standing,  the  edifice  could  not  have  proved 
to  US  the  existence  of  the  gods. 

'  Ten  sesterces,  the  usual  sporluloj  or  donation  from  the  emperor. 

*  The  Romans  used  to  drink  their  wine  mixed  with  warm  water. 

*  A  pkin  near  TitoH. 

*  See  Addison,  Letter  I'rom  Italy : — 

And  hoary  Atbula's  infected  tide 

O'er  the  warm  bed  of  smoking  sulphur  glide. 


30  ila.btial'8 

Near  Hercules'  fane,  and  Tibur's  cooling  streams. 
Where  Albu  yapours  forth  pale  sulphurous  streams, 
Meadows  and  lands  are  seen,  a  sacred  grove, 
Four  miles  from  Rome,  the  Muses'  care  and  love : 
A  rude  old  portico,  near  these  high-raised. 
For  grateful  shade  in  heats  of  summer  praised, 
A  monstrous  fact  committed  had  well  nigh ; 
As  Kegulus  in 's  chariot  passed  by. 
The  ponderous  fabric  rusnd  unto  the  ground. 
And  mm  and  's  train  did  only  not  confound ; 
But  Fortune  did  our  plaints  and  curses  fear. 
Nor  equal  was  the  odious  crime  to  bear. 

The  ruin  pleases  now ;  which  did  not  prove, 
While  yet  it  stood,  what  care  the  gods  above 
Have  of  good  men, — their  guardianship  and  love. 

Anon,  1695. 

On  Tibur's  road,  to  where  Alcides  towers, 
And  hoary  Anio  smoking  sulphur  pours ; 
Where  laugh  the  lawns,  and  groves  to  Muses  dear, 
And  the  fourth  stone  bespeaks  Augusta  near, 
An  antique  porch  prolonged  the  summer  shade : 
What  a  new  deed  ner  dotage  half  essay'd ! 
Heeling,  herself  she  threw  with  instant  crash, 
Where  Regulus  scarce  pass'd  in  his  calasL 
Sly  Fortune  started,  for  herself  aware ; 
Nor  could  the  overwhelming  odium  bear. 
Thus  ruins  ravish  us,  and  dangers  teach :  - 
Still-standing  piles  could  no  protection  preach. 

'Elphinsion^ 

XIII.      ON  ABBIA  AKD   FiBTUS. 

When  the  chaste  Arria  handed  to  her  Ftetus  tae  Bword 
which  she  bad  v^ith  her  own  hand  drawn  forth  from  ber 
heart,  "  If  you  believe  me,"  said  she,  "  the  wound  which  I 
have  made  gives  me  no  pain ;  but  it  is  that  which  you  will 
make,  PsDtus,  that  pains  me.'' 

When  Arria  to  her  Pcetus  gave  the  sword. 

With  which  her  chaste  and  faithful  breast  she  *d  gored, 

"  Trust  me/'  said  she,  "  that  I  myself  have  slain 

I  do  not  grieve ;  't  is  thy  death  gives  me  pain." 

Anon,  1695. 

When  the  chaste  Arria  drew  the  reeking  sword 
From  her  own  breast,  and  gave  it  to  her  lord, 
"  This  wound,"  she  said,  "  believe  me,  I  despise ; 
I  feel  the  dagger  by  which  Psetus  dies."  Hojf, 


BOOK  I.]  SPI01ULH8.  31 

When  the  cliaste  Ania  gave  the  reeking  strord, 
Drawn  from  her  bowels,  to  her  honoured  lord, 
"  Paetus,"  she  cried,  **  for  this  I  do  not  grieve, 
But  for  the  wound  that  Pcetus  must  receive." 

Rev,  Mr  ScBiU  1773 

Thus  to  her  much-loved  virtuous  lord, 

With  tender  grief  oppressed. 
Chaste  Arria  said,  and  gave  the  sword 
Drawn  reeking  from  ner  breast : 
'*  Believe  me,  PsBtus,  void  of  pain 
I  've  found  the  pointed  steel ; 
But,  oh !  the  wound  that  you  'U  sustain. 
That  wound  I  doubly  feel." 

Bouquet,  Dublin,  1784. 

When  from  her  breast  chaste  Arria  snatch'd  the  sword, 

And  gave  the  deathful  weapon  to  her  lord, 

**  My  wound,**  she  said,  *'  believe  me,  does  not  smart ; 

But  thine  alone,  my  Peetus,  pains  my  heart."  Melmoth. 

When  Arria  to  her  Petus  gave  the  steel 
Which  from  her  bleeding  side  did  newlv  part, 
•*  For  my  own  wound,"  she  said,  •*  no  pain  I  feel ; 

And  yet  thy  wound  will  stab  me  to  the  heart"    Sedley, 

When  Arria,  from  her  wounded  side, 

To  Pectus  gave  the  reeking  steel, 
"  I  feel  not  what  I  've  done,   she  cried ; — 

"  What  Paetus  is  to  do,  1  feel."  Dr  Hoadley. 

XIT.      TO  DOMITIAy. 

The  pastimes,  Caesar,  the  sports  and  the  play  of  the  lions, 
we  have  seen :  your  arena  anords  you  the  additional  sight 
of  the  capturea  hare  returning  often  in  safety  from  the 
I:indly  tooth,  and  running  at  large  through  the  open  jaws. 
Whence  is  it  that  the  greedy  lion  can  spare  his  captured 
prey  ?  He  is  said  to  be  yours :  thence  it  is  that  he  can  show 
mercy. 

Thy  lions,  mighty  Ca?sar,  shed  the  glee 
On  serried  nations,  they  but  mean  for  thee, 
When  with  the  gentle  tooth  and  generous  jaws 
The  captive  wantons,  conscious  of  applause. 
Whence  has  the  savage  learn' d  his  prey  to  spare? 
Thine,  Ceesar,  is  the  lion ;  thine  the  hare.       Elphimtcn, 


82  ICARTIAL'S 


XT.      TO   JULItJS. 

Oh !  tbou  wbo  art  regarded  bj  me,  Julius,  as  second  to 
none  of  my  companions,  if  well-tried  friendship  and  long- 
standing ties  are  worth  anything,  already  nearly  a  sixtieth 
consul  is  pressing  upon  thee,  and  thy  life  numbers  but  a  few 
more  uncertain  days.    Not  wisely  wouldst  thou  defer  the  en- 
joyment which  thou  seest  may  be  denied  thee,  or  consider 
the  past  alone  as  thine  own.  Cares  and  linked  chains  of  dis- 
aster are  in  store ;  joys  abide  not,  but  take  flight  with  wing- 
ed speed.     Seize  them  with  either  hand,  and  with  thy  fuL 
grasp ;   even  thus  they  will  oft-times  pass  away  and  glide 
from  thy  closest  embrace.  'T  is  not,  believe  me,  a  wise  man's 
part  to  say,  "I  will  live,"  To-morrow's  life  is  too  late :  live 
to-day. 

Thou,  whom  (if  faith  or  honour  recommends 
A  friend)  I  rank  amongst  my  dearest  friends, 
Remember,  you  are  now  almost  threescore; 
Few  days  of  life  remain,  if  any  more. 
Defer  not,  what  no  future  time  insures : 
And  only  what  is  past,  esteem  that  yours. 
Successive  cares  and  trouble  for  you  stay ; 
Pleasure  not  so ;  it  nimbly  fleets  away. 
Then  seize  it  fast ;  embrace  it  ere  it  flies ; 
In  the  embrace  it  vanishes  and  dies. 
"  I  *11  live  to-morrow,"  will  a  wise  man  say  P 
To-morrow  is  too  late,  then  live  to-day.         Hay, 

Julius,  my  friend, — for  well  thy  worth  may  claim, 

And  lon^tried  fluth,  that  highly  honoured  name, — 

The  sixtieth  winter  wreaths   with  g^ey  thy  brows, 

And  fewer  grow  the  days  that  Fate  allows. 

Then  reckon  not  on  years  thou  ne'er  mayst  see 

Nor  be  the  past  alone  enjoy'd  by  thee. 

For  cares  await  thee  and  fell  sorrow's  sting, 

While  Pleasure  flies,  for  ever  on  the  wing. 

Then  seize  her,  if  thou  canst,  with  both  my  hands, 

And  firml]^)  for  she  'scapes  the  tightest  bands. 

No  sage  will  e'er  "  I  '11  live  to-morrow  "  say : 

To-morrow  is  too  late :  live  thou  to-day.  W.  S.  B* 

in.     TO  AVITUS. 

Of  the  epigrams  which  you  read  here,  some  are  good,  some 


BOOK  I.]  BPIGBAHS.  83 

middliiig,  many  bad :  a  book,  AvituB,  cannot  be  made  in  any 
other  way. 

Some  ^ood,  and  some  so-so,  most  of  them  naught ! 
Welly  if  no  wone,  the  book  may  still  be  bought.       Aium, 

Some  things  are  good,  indiJSerent  some,  some  nauffht, 
Tou  lead :  a  book  can't  otherwise  be  wrote.        .Lum.  1695. 

Hera  some  good  things,  some  middling,  more  bad,  you  will  see  : 
Else  a  book,  my  Avitus,  it  never  coulcf  be.  E^Hntion. 

XVII.      TO  TITTTS. 

Titua  urges  me  to  go  to  the  Bar,  and  often  tells  me,  "  The 
gnxia  are  liu*ge.''  The  gains  of  the  husbandman,  Titus,  are 
fikewiae  large.^ 

Thou  Digest  me  to  plead ;  dost  oft  repeat, 
**  How  creat  it  is  a  wrong  cause  to  defeat ! " 
That  which  the  ploughman  does  is  also  great. 

JnoH.  1695. 

XVUi.   TO  TUCOA,  ON  HIS  PARSIMONY. 

What  pleasure  can  it  give  you,  Tueca,  to  mix  with  old 
Palemian  wine  new  wine  stored  up  in  Yatican  casks  P  What 
yaat  amount  of  good  has  tbe  most  worthless  of  wine  done 
you  P  or  what  amount  of  eyil  has  the  best  wine  done  you  P  As 
for  U8,  it  is  a  small  matter ;  but  to  murder  Palemian,  and  to 
pat  poisonous  wine  in  a  Campanian  cask,  is  an  atrocity.  Your 
gaests  may  possibly  have  deserved  to  perish  :  a  wine-jar  of 
BQch  value  has  not  deserved  to  die. 

Tucoa,  what  Strange  delight  is  this  of  thine, 

To  mix  the  noblest  with  the  vilest  wine  P 

What  so  great  good,  from  bad,  didst  e'er  receive  ? 

Or  of  what  good  did  thee  the  good  bereave  P 

Our  throats  to  cut  may  no  great  matter  be ; 

To  slay  Falemian  is  a  high  degree 

Of  murder ;  rich  Campaman  mne  t'  abuse, 

r  th'  generous  grape  rank  poison  to  infuse.  * 

Thy  guests  may  possibly  deserve  their  bane ; 

Such  precious  liquor  cannot  to  be  slain.       Jnon.  1695. 

1  Martial  intimatea  that  he  should  like  the  Bar  as  little  as  he  likes 


84  icabtial'b 


XIX.      TO  JRJaUl. 

If  I  remember  right,  .£lia,  you  had  four  teeth ;  a  cough 
displaced  two,  another  two  more.  You  can  now  cough  with- 
out anxiety  all  the  day  long.  A  third  cough  can  find  no- 
thing to  do  in  your  mouth. 

JSlia  just  four  teeth  had,  if  I  told  right ; 

One  cough  ejected  two,  another  two : 
Now  she  may  cough  securely  day  and  night ; 

There  's  nothing  left  for  tne  third  cough  to  do. 

Fleicher, 

When  Gammer  Gunon  first  I  knew, 

Four  teeth  in  all  she  reckoned : 
Comes  a  damn'd  cough  and  whips  out  two. 

And  t'  other  two  a  second. 

Courage,  old  Dame,  and  neyer  fear 

llie  third  whene'er  it  comes ; 
Giye  me  but  t'  other  jug  of  beer, 

And  I  '11  insure  your  gums.  Tom  Broion, 

XX.      TO   C^CILIAl^US. 

Tell  me,  what  madness  is  this  P  While  a  whole  crowd  of 
invited  guests  is  looking  on,  you  alone,  Csecilianus,  deyour 
the  truffles.  What  shall  I  imprecate  ou  you  worthy  of  so 
large  a  stomach  and  throat  P  That  you  may  eat  a  truffle 
sucn  as  Claudius  ate. 

What  brutishness  is  this  P  When  firiends  you  treat, 
They  looking  on,  alone  you  mushrooms  eat ; 
What  on  such  gluttony  shall  I  implore  P 
May'st  Claudius'  mushrooms  eat,  and  ne'er  eat  more ! 

Jnoiu  1695. 

XXI.      OlS  P0B8ENA  AJSTD  KtlCnrS   SOiBTOLA. 

When  the  hand  that  aimed  at  the  king  mistook  for  him 
his  secretary,  it  thrust  itself  to  perish  into  the  sacred  fire ; 
but  the  generous  foe  could  not  endure  so  cruel  a  sight,  and 
bade  the  hero,  snatched  from  the  flame,  to  be  set  free. 
The  hand  which,  despising  the  fire,  Mucins  dared  to  burn, 
Porsena  could  not  bear  to  look  on.  Greater  was  the  fame 
and  glory  of  that  right  hand  from  being  deceived ;  had  it  not 
missed  its  aim,  it  had  accomplished  less. 


I 


BOOK    I.]  SPI&RAMS.  85 

When  that  right  hand  which  aim'd  a  roj^al  blow 

Spent  on  a  worthless  slave  its  baffled  ire. 
It  rush'd  into  the  flames ;  but  e'en  the  foe 

Admiring  snatch'd  it  from  the  sacred  Are. 
The  pangs  that  fearless  ScflBVola  sustained, 

Porsenna's  eye  endured  not  to  behold : 
Had  it  not  err'a,  that  hand  had  never  gain'd 

So  great  a  tame,  or  done  a  deed  so  bold.       Hodgtou, 

The  hand,  which  struck  the  servant  for  the  king. 

Did  in  the  ^le  itself  a  victim  fling. 

The  dreadfiil  wonder  moved  the  pious  foe : 

He  snatchM  the  man  from  flames,  and  let  him  go. 

Mucius  unmoved  the  hand  to  bum  decreed ; 

Porsena  could  not  view  the  tragic  deed. 

That  hand  by  failing  gain'd  a  nobler  fame ; 

And  less  had  done,  had  it  not  miss'd  its  aim.      Hay, 

ZXII.      TO   A   HABE. 

Why,  silly  hare,  are  you  fleeing  from  the  flerce  jaws  of  the 
lion  now  grown  tame  ?  They  have  not  learned  to  crush  such 
tiny  animab.  Those  talons,  which  you  fear,  are  reserved 
for  mighty  necks,  nor  does  a  thirst  so  great  delight  in  so 
small  a  draught  of  blood.  The  hare  is  the  prey  of  hounds ; 
it  does  not  fill  large  mouths :  the  Dacian  boy  should  not  fear 
Caesar. 

Why,  gentle  hare,  the  generous  lion  fly  t* 
He  has  not  leam'd  to  touch  the  tiny  fry. 
For  brawny  necks  the  griding  claw  remains : 
Enormous  thirst  the  petty  draught  disdains. 
Filling  no  iaw,  thou  fall'st  to  dogs  a  prey : 
Ne^er  dreai  the  Dacian  boy  that  Cesar  slay. 

Elphinstoiu 

mil.      TO  COTTA. 

You  invite  no  one,  CTotta,  except  those  whom  you  meet  at 
the  bath ;  and  the  bath  alone  supplies  you  with  guests.  I 
lued  to  wonder  why  you  had  never  asked  me,  Cotta ;  I  know 
DOW  that  my  appearance  in  a  state  of  nature  was  unpleasing 
in  your  eyes.' 

Cotta,  thou  invitest  none,  but  such  with  thee 
Are  bathed,  and  baths  provide  thee  company : 

^  Compai«  B.  iii.  £p.  50,  73 ;  B.  viL  Ep.  54. 

D  2 


86  1CA.BTI1X*S 

I  wonder'd  long  how  I  escaped  thy  call. 

But  now  I  Bee  my  naked  truth  8poil*d  iXL      lUlektr, 

XIIV.      TO   DECIATfUS. 

You  see  yonder  indiyidual,  Decianus,  with  locks  nncombea, 
whose  grave  brow  even  you  fear ;  who  talks  incessantly  of  the 
Curii  and  Camilli,  defenders  of  their  country's  liberties :  do 
not  trust  his  looks ;  he  was  taken  to  wife  but  yesterday.^ 

Behold  the  man,  with  careless  hair, 

Whose  solemn  supercilious  air 

Inspires  a  Decian's  self  with  awe, 

And  so  may  well  give  others  law ; 

Who  talks  a  Gurius  too,  and  whom 

A  new  Camillus  worships  Rome  : 

He,  Decian  (such  the  faith  of  face !) 

Veil'd  yesterday  her  new  disgrace.      Elpkkuion. 

XXV.      TO   FAUSTDfUS. 

Issue  at  length  your  books  to  the  public,  Faustinus,  and 
give  to  the  light  the  work  elaborated  oy  your  accomplished 
mind, — a  work  such  as  neither  the  Cecropian  city  of  Pandion 
would  condemn,  nor  our  old  men  pass  by  in  silence.  Do  you 
hesitate  to  admit  Fame,  who  is  standing  before  your  door ; 
and  does  it  displease  you  to  receive  the  reward  of  your  la- 
bour P  Let  the  writings,  destined  to  live  after  you,  begin  to 
live  through  your  means.  G-lory  comes  too  late,  when  paid 
only  to  our  ashes. 

At  lenffth,  Faustinus,  let  the  world  obtain 

The  polish'd  pieces  of  thy  learned  brain, 

Which  the  Athenian  schools  would  highly  praise, 

And  our  old  sages  to  the  stars  will  raise. 

Dost  doubt  t'  aiamit  Fame  standins  at  thy  gate  P 

Thy  labour's  just  reward  to  bear,  dost  hate  P 

That  which  will  a^er,  in  thy  time  let  live : 

Too  late  men  praise  unto  our  ashes  give.     Jjum.  1696. 

Your  book,  Sir  George,  now  give  to  public  use ; 
From  your  rich  fund  the  polish'd  piece  produce : 
Which  will  defy  the  Louvre's  nicer  laws ; 
And  from  our  critics  here  command  applause. 

^  Muliebria  passus  est 


BOOK  i]  XFieitjafs.  87 

Fame  at  your  portal  'waits ;  the  door  why  barr'd? 
Why  loth  to  take  your  labour's  just  reward  P 
Let  works  live  with  you,  which  will  long  surviye ; 
For  honours  after  death  too  late  arrive.  Eay» 

XXYI.      TO   SEXTILIAJTUB. 

Sextilianus,  you  drink  as  much  as  five  rows  of  knights  ^ 
alone:  you  might  intoxicate  yourself  with  watei^  if  7 'u  so 
often  drank  as  much.  Nor  is  it  the  coin  of  those  who  sit 
near  you  alone  that  you  consiuno  in  drink,  but  the  money  of 
those  far  removed  m>m  you,  on  the  distajit  benches.  This 
vintage  has  not  been  concerned  with  Felignian  presses,  nor 
was  this  juice  of  the  grape  produced  upon  Tuscan  heights ; 
but  it  is  the  glorious  jar  of  the  long-departed  Opimius'  that  is 
drained,  and  it  is  the  Massic  cellar  that  sends  forth  its  black- 
ened casks.  Get  dregs  of  Laletane  wine  from  a  tavern- 
keeper,  Seztilianus,  if  you  drink  more  than  ten  cups.' 

In  thee,  the  wine  of  five  is  sunk : 

With  as  much  water,  thou  wert  drunk. 

What  for  thy  be^ng  canst  allege. 

From  nearest  knight,  and  farthest  wedge  P 

Nor  owns  thy  grape  Felignian  press ; 

Or  vine  the  hardy  Tuscan's  -dress. 

Thy  palate  old  Opimian  asks ; 

From  Massic  cell  the  sable  casks. 

From  tavern  fetch  Laletan  dreg, 

Above  ten  goblets  if  thou  beg.  MnhifuUm, 

xrrn.    to  pbooilltis. 

Last  night  I  had  invited  you— after  some  fifty  glasses,  I 
suppose,  mA  been  despatched — to  sup  with  me  to-day.  You 
immediately  thought  your  fortune  was  made,  and  took  note 
of  my  unsober  words,  with  a  precedent  but  too  dangerous.  I 
hate  a  boon  companion  whose  memory  is  good,  Frocillus. 

To  sup  with  me,  to  thee  I  did  propound, 

But 't  was  when  our  full  cups  naa  oft  gone  round. 

>  Seated  on  the  benches  allotted  them  in  the  theatre.    See  Ep.  11. 

*  The  vintage  of  b.  c.  121,  in  which  year  L.  Opimius  was  one  of  the 
oonsuls,  was  extremely  celebrated,  and  is  frequently  mentioned  by  the  Ro- 
man writers. 

*  The  number  to  which  persons  at  feasts  usually  restricted  themseWea 


38  kabtlil'b 

The  thing  thou  straight  oondudest  to  be  done. 

Merry  and  sober  words  counting  all  one. 

Th'  example 's  dangerous  at  the  highest  rate ; 

A  memorative  drunkard  all  men  hate.  Anon,  1695. 

XXYm.      OK  AOXBBA. 

Whoever  believes  it  is  of  yesterday's  wine  that  Acerra 
smells,  is  mistaken :  Acerra  always  drinks  till  morning. 

Who  says  with  last  night*s  wine  Acerra  stinks, 

Is  much  deceived :  till  day  Acerra  drinks.  Wright. 

Acerra  smells  of  last  night's  wine,  you  say. 

Don*t  wrong  Acerra ;  he  topes  on  till  day.    Elphimion, 

XXIX.      TO   riDBNTDfUS. 

Beporfc  says  that  you,  Fidentinus,  recite  my  compositionB 
in  public  as  if  the)r  were  your  own.  If  you  allow  them  to 
be  called  mine,  I  will  send  you  my  verses  gratis  ;  if  you  vnsb 
them  to  be  cidled  yours,  pray  buy  them,  that  they  may  be 
mine  no  longer. 

'T  is  said  my  hooks  thou  dost  abroad  recite, 
As  if  my  verses  thou  thvself  didst  write. 
Verses  1 11  gratis  send,  let  tliem  be  mine  ; 
Otherwise  buy  them,  that  they  may  be  thine. 

JnoH,  1695. 

Fame  has,  my  Fidentine,  made  loudly  known 
That  you  recite  my  verses  as  your  own. 
If  mine  they  be,  I  'U  send  them  you  for  nought : 
To  make  them  yours,  by  you  they  must  be  bought 

^pAinstoM. 

XXX.      ON  niAVLUS. 

Diaulus  had  been  a  surgeon,  and  is  now  an  undertaker, 
lie  has  begun  to  be  useful  to  the  sick  in  the  only  way  that 
he  could. 

Diaulus,  late  who,  void  of  skill, 

Profess*d  the  healing  art, 
Now  acts,  in  league  with  Pluto  still, 

The  undertaker's  part. 

Bouquet,  Dublin,  1782. 


BOOK   I.]  XPieRAMS.  89 


XXZI.      TO  APOLLO,   ON  SIS^COLPUS. 

EacolpiiB,  the  fayoTirite  of  the  centurion  his  master,  con- 
secrates these,  the  whole  of  the  locks  from  his  head,  to  thee, 
0  Fhcehus.'  When  Padens  shall  have  gained  the  pleasing 
honour  of  the  chief-centurionship,  which  he  has  so  weU 
merited,  cut  these  long  tresses  close,  0  Phoebus,  as  soon  as 
possible,  while  the  tender  face  is  yet  undisfigured  with  down, 
and  while  the  flowing  hair  adorns  the  milk-white  neck ;  and, 
that  both  master  and  favourite  may  long  enjoy  thy  gifts,  make 
him  early  shorn,  but  late  a  man.^ 

• 

To  thee,  Apollo,  yows  his  beauteous  hair 
Encolpus,  minion  of  his  master's  care. 
"  Soon  as  the  brave  centurion  shall  attain 
The  primipilar  honours,  mine  be  slain! 
While  yet  my  modest  cheeks  confess  no  down, 
While  wavy  rinelets  snowy  shoulders  crown. 
That  lord  and  smve  may  long  thy  eiffcs  enjoy, 
SJnd  Phoebus,  crop  me  soon ;  but  keep  me  long  a  boy." 

ElphinstoH. 


ZXXn.      TO  SABIDIUS. 

I  do  not  love  thee,  Sabidius,  nor  can  I  say  why ;  I  can  only 
say  this,  I  do  not  love  thee.  ^ 

I  love  thee  not,  but  why,  I  can't  display 
I  love  thee  not,  is  all  that  I  can  say. 

Anon.  1696. 

I  love  thee  not,  Sabidius  $  ask  you  why  ? 

I  do  not  love  thee,  let  that  satisfy !  Wrighi. 

The  following  lines,  in  imitation  of  this  epi^am,  were  made  by  some 
Oiford  wit,  on  Dr  John  Fell,  Bishop  of  Oxford,  who  died  in  1686 : 

I  do  not  love  thee.  Doctor  FeU ; 
The  reason  why  I  cannot  tell. 
But  this  I  'm  sure  I  know  full  well, 
I  do  not  love  thee,  Doctor  FeU. 

^  Encolpns,  a  fayourite  of  Aulus  Pudena  the  centurion,  had  vowed  his 
hair  to  Phcebus,  in  order  that  his  master  might  soon  be  made  chief  cen- 
tnrion.    Martial  prays  that  they  may  both  obtain  what  they  desire. 

'  Extend  his  youth  as  long  as  possible. 


40  habtial's 


nxiii.    oir  GXLLiiu 

Oellia  does  not  mourn  for  her  deceased  father,  when  she 
18  alone ;  but  if  any  one  is  present,  obedient  tears  spring  forth. 
He  mourns  not,  Gallia,  who  seeks  to  be  praised ;  he  is  the 
true  mourner,  who  mourns  without  a  witness. 

When  all  alone,  your  tears  withstand ; 

In  company,  can  floods  command. 

Who  mourns  for  fashion,  bids  us  mark ; 

Who  mourns  indeed,  mourns  in  the  dark.    Anoiu 

Gellia  ne'er  mourns  her  father's  loss. 

When  no  one  's  by  to  see, 
But  yet  her  soon  commanded  tears 
Flow  in  society : 
To  weep  for  praise  is  but  a  feigned  moan ; 
He  grieves  most  truly,  that  does  grieye  alone. 

Fieieker. 

Her  father  dead !    Alone  no  ^ef  she  knows ; 
Th'  obedient  tear  at  every  visit  flows. 
No  mourner  he,  who  must  with  praise  be  fee'd! 
But  he  who  mourns  in  secret,  mourns  indeed !     jET^f. 

Oellia  alone,  alas  I  can  never  weep. 

Though  her  fond  father  perish'd  m  the  deep ; 

With  company  the  tempest  a]l  appears, 

And  beauteous  Gellia 's  e'en  dissolved  in  tears. 

Through  public  grief  though  Gellia  aims  at  praise, 

T  is  private  sorrow  which  must  merit  raise. 

Gtnileman's  Magasine^  173§. 

XXXIT.      TO   LESBIA. 

You  always  take  your  pleasure,  Lesbia,  with  doors  un- 
guarded and  open,  nor  are  you  at  any  pains  to  conceal  your 
amusements.  It  is  more  the  spectator,  than  the  accomplice 
in  your  doings,  that  pleases  you,  nor  are  any  pleasures  grate* 
ful  to  your  taste  if  they  be  secret.  Yet  the  common  courte- 
san excludes  every  witness  by  curtain  and  by  bolt,  and  few 
are  the  chinks  in  a  suburban  brothel.  Learn  something  at 
least  of  modesty  from  Chione,  or  from  Alis :  even  the  monu- 
mental edifices  of  the  dead  afford  hiding-places  for  abandoned 
harlots.  Does  my  censure  seem  too  harsh  ?  I  do  not  ex- 
hort you  to  be  chaste,  Lesbia,  but  not  to  be  caught. 


BOOK  I.]  XPIOBAHB.  41 

Lnbta,  thou  linn'st  still  with  an  unpinn'd  door 

And  open,  and  ne'er  cloak'st  thy  pleasure  o'er ; 

Thy  peepers  more  than  actiye  mends  delight, 

Nor  are  thy  joys  in  kind,  if  out  of  sight 

But  yet  the  common  wench,  with  yeu  and  key, 

Striyes  to  expel  the  witness  far  away ; 

No  chink  doth  in  a  brothel-house  appear : 

Of  Alis  leam,  or  Chione,  this  care. 

They  hide  such  filthiness ;  but,  Lesbia,  see 

If  this  my  censure  seem  too  hard  to  be : 

I  do  n't  lorbid  thee  to  employ  thy  prime, — 

But  to  be  taken  Lesbia,  there  's  the  crime.      Fletcher. 

HIT.      TO   COBVBLirS. 

Yon  complain,  Cornelius,  that  the  yerses  which  I  compose 
are  little  remarkable  for  their  reserye,  and  not  such  as  a  mas- 
ter can  read  out  in  his  school ;  but  such  effusions,  as  in  the 
case  of  man  and  wife,  cannot  please  without  some  spice  of 
pleasantry  in  them.  What  if  jom  were  to  bid  me  write  a 
hymeneal  song  in  words  not  suited  to  hymeneal  occasions  ? 
Who  enjoins  the  use  of  attire  at  the  Moral  games,  and  im- 
poees  on  the  courtesan  the  reserve  of  the  matron  P  This 
urar  has  been  allowed  to  frolicsome  yerses,  that  without 
tiffkKng  the  &ncy  they  cannot  please.  Lay  aside,  therefore, 
your  severe  Iook,  I  beseech  you,  and  spare  my  jokes  and 
niety,  and  do  not  desire  to  mutilate  mj  compositions. 
Nothing  is  more  disgusting  than  Fnapus  become  a  priest  of 
Gybele. 

My  yerses  are  too  loose,  you  say : 

Not  such  as  a  school-mairter  may 

Read  to 's  boys.    But  such  books  as  these 

r[ike  husbands  with  their  wives)  do  n't  please 

without  the  prick  of  wantonness. 

Bid  mee  as  well  sine  nuptials 

In  words  befitting  funezals ! 

Who  would  at  Floral  games  permit 

Whores  clad  in  modest  robes  to  sit  P 

This  law  to  epigrams  allow'd, 

They  may  with  lustfuU  itch  go  proud. 

Therefore,  severi^,  away ! 

Indulge  my  sportive  Muse,  ^  pray  P 

Nor  seek  to  geld  my  wanton  oooas : 

A  gelt  Priapus  ugly  looks.  Old  MS.  17M  Cemi. 


42  MA&TIAL'S 

That  I  rhyme  uDchasten'd  wnte^ 

Which  a  master  may  n't  recite ; 

That  I  thus  my  muse  deny 

To  the  ffuiltless  funny  fry ; 

Thouy  Ckimelius,  dost  decree : 

But  shalt  oiwn  thou  injurest  me. 

Witty  lays,  like  man  and  wife, 

Must  not  always  be  at  strife ; 

And,  like  them,  but  please  by  half^ 

If  they  do  not  often  laugh. 

Would'st  thou  bid  Thahssus  speak, 

Not  in  Latin,  but  in  Greek  P 

Who  can  clothe  the  Floral  game  P 

Who  allows  a  harlot  shame  r 

Such  the  rule  of  jocund  strains : 

Wit  no  point,  unsmiline,  gains. 

Count  castration  death  oy  law: 

Let  the  God  of  Gardens  awe. 

What  a  paltry  god  were  he, 

Dubb'd  a  sage  of  Cybele  \  Mpkuu(oM, 

ZXXTI.      TO   THB   BROTHERS   LUCAJTUS  AKD   TULLTTB. 

If,  Lucanus,  to  thee,  or  if  to  thee,  Tullus,  had  been  offered 
such  fates  as  the  Laconian  children  of  Leda  enjoy,  there  would 
haye  been  this  noble  struggle  of  affection  in  both  of  you, 
that  each  would  have  wished  to  die  first  in  place  of  his  bro- 
ther ;  and  he  who  should  have  first  descended  to  the  nether 
realms  of  shade  would  have  said,  "  Live,  brother,  thine  own 
term  of  days ;  live  also  mine." 

Fraternal  love  in  such  strong  currents  runs, 

That,  were  your  fate  like  that  of  Leda's  sons, 

This  were  the  single,  but  the  generous,  strife. 

Which  for  the  other  first  should  yield  his  life : 

He  first  would  cry,  who  first  should  breath  resign. 

Live  thou,  dear  brother,  both  thy  days  and  mine.      H(^. 

XZXni.      TO  BASSUS. 

You  deposit  your  excretions,  without  any  sense  of  shame, 
into  an  unfortunate  vessel  of  gold,  while  you  drink  out 
of  glass.  The  former  operation,  consequently,  is  the  more 
expensive. 

For  nameless  use,  thou  blushless  nsest  gad ; 

But  quaff 'st  in  glass ;  frugality  befool'd !         ElpkindtMU 


BOOK  I.]  BPiaBAKS.  43 


XXX.VUI.      TO   riDBKTlinjS. 

The  book  whicH  you  are  reading  aloud  is  mine,  Fidentinus ; 
but,  while  joa  read  it  so  badly,  it  begins  to  be  yours. 

The  book  thou  read*8t  is  mine,  my  Fidentine ; 

But  now  thoa  read'st  so  ill,  't  is  surely  thine.     Fletcher. 

The  yerses,  friend,  which  thou  hast  read,  are  mine ; 

But,  as  thou  read*st  them,  they  may  pass  for  thine. 

Bougwt, 
With  faulty  accents,  and  so  Tile  a  tone, 
You  quote  my  lines,  I  took  them  for  your  own.    Amu. 

XX3UDC.      TO   DEGIANUS. 

If  there  be  any  man  fit  to  be  numbered  among  one's  few 
choice  firiends,  a  man  such  as  the  honesty  of  past  times  and 
ancient  renown  would  readily  acknowledge;  if  any  man 
thoroughly  imbued  with  the  accomplishments  of  the  Athenian 
and  Latin  Mineryas,  and  exemplary  for  true  integrity ;  if 
there  be  any  man  who  cherishes  what  is  right,  and  admires 
what  is  honourable,  and  asks  nothing  of  the  gods  but  what 
all  may  hear ;  if  there  be  any  man  sustained  by  the  strength 
of  a  great  mind,  may  I  die,  u  that  man  is  not  X)ecianus. 

Is  there  t'  enroll  among  the  friendly  few. 

Whose  names  pure  friith  and  ancient  fame  renew? 

Is  there,  enricnd  with  virtue's  honest  store, 

Deep  versed  in  Latian  and  Athenian  lore  P 

Is  there  who  ri^ht  maintains  and  truth  pursues. 

Nor  knows  a  wish  that  Heaven  can  refuse  ? 

Is  there  who  can  on  his  great  self  depend  P 

Now  let  me  die,  but  Harris  is  this  friend.       Dr  Hoadley. 

Is  there  a  friend,  like  those  distinguished  few, 
Benown'd  for  faith,  whom  former  ages  knew ; 
Polish'd  by  art,  in  every  science  wise ; 
Truly  sincere,  and  good  without  disguise ; 
Gnaraian  of  right,  who  doth  bv  honour  steer ; 
Who  makes  no  prayer  but  all  the  world  may  hear; 
Who  doth  on  fortitude  of  mind  depend  P 
I  know  indeed,  but  dare  not  name,  that  friend.    Hay. 

To  Sir  Theodore  JanMen,  Chamberlain  of  the  City  of  London^ 

If  there  's  one  shall  arise  among  all  his  rare  friends. 
Whose  &med  honour  and  virtue  knows  no  private  ends ; 


44  icabtial's 

If  one  whose  great  skill  leaves  us  much  at  a  strife, 

If  In  arts  he  excels,  or  most  simple  in  life ; 

If  one  who  's  the  guardian  of  honesty's  cause. 

And  in  secret  asks  nothing  against  divine  laws ; 

If  there  's  one,  who  on  greatness  of  mind  builds  his  plan, 

May  I  die  if  the  Chamberlain  won't  be  tiie  man ! 

Bev.  Mr  Scott,  1763 

XL.      TO  AS  ENTIOUS  ICAN. 

You  who  make  grimaces,  and  read  these  verses  of  mine 
with  an  ill  grace,  you,  victim  of  jealousy,  may,- if  you  please, 
envy  everybody ;  nobody  will  envy  you. 

Who  read'st  these  lines,  from  rancorous  spleen  not  free, 
May'st  envy  all,  and  none  e'er  envy  thee  f  Anon*  1695 

XLI.      TO  OJECILIUS. 

You  imagine  yourself,  Ciecilius,  a  man  of  wit.  You  are 
no  such  thing,  believe  me.  What  then  P  A  low  buffoon ; 
such  a  thing  as  wanders  about  in  the  quarters  bevond  the 
Tiber,  and  barters  pale-coloured  sulphur  matches  tor  brok- 
en glass;  such  a  one  as  sells  boiled  peas  and  beans  to 
the  idle  crowd ;  such  as  a  lord  and  keeper  of  snakes ;  or 
as  a  common  servant  of  the  salt-meat-sellers ;  or  a  hoarse- 
voiced  cook  who  carries  round  smoking  sausages  in  steaming 
shops ;  or  the  worst  of  street  poets  ;  or  a  blackguard  slave* 
dealer  from  Gkuies ;  ^  or  a  chattering  old  debauchee.  Cease 
at  lene;th,  therefore,  to  imagine  yourself  that  which  is  ima- 
gined by  you  alone,  Ciecilius,  you  who  could  have  silenced 
Qabba^  and  even  Testius  Caballus,  with  your  jokes.  It  is  not 
given  to  every  one  to  have  taste ;  ^  he  who  jests  vrith  a  stupid 
effrontery  is  not  a  Testius,  but  a  Caballus.' 

Thou  think'st  thyselfe  a  sparke  o'  th'  towne, 
But  art  in  deed  a  fowle-mouth'd  clowne : 
Like  those  i'  th'  suburbs  makinff  crv ; 
For  broaken  class  who  '11  matches  buyP 
Or  those  i'  th  play-house  goe  about 
Selling  their  gin^er^bread  to  th'  rout  $ 
Or  jugler  that  with  snakes  decoys 
Men  m,  or  rougy  tumblers'  boys : 

'  See  Javenal  xi.  162,  and  Mayor's  note. 

*  HabwB  natwn^  i.  e.  be  a  good  critic. 

*  A  play  on  the  *word  CabaUut,  which,  as  an  appellative  noun,  meant  a 
hack-horse. 


BOOK   I.]  SPIORAKS.  45 

Or  hee  with  moYing  OTen  cries, 

HU  hee  bee  hoarse,  hott  pudding-pyes| 

Or  him  makes  farces,  but  not  weu ; 

Or  the  stem  beadle  of  Bridewell ; 

Or  an  old  lecher's  beastly  talke. 

To  thinke  thyselfe  a  wit  then  bauke, 

Since  none  but  thine  owne  selfe  tlunks  so : 

Or  that  Will  Dayenant  you  outgoe, 

Or  Killegrew,  in  witty  ctoleing. 

AU  haye  not  the  riffht  knack  of  fooling  : 

Who  still  with  wittless  rudeness  jeasts 

Playes  horse-play,  not  for  man,  but  beasts. 

Old  MS.  17M  CM. 

CecO,  thou  a  witty  knaye ! 
No :  thou  'rt  but  a  saucy  slaye. 
And  noight'st  'yond  the  Tiber  pass, 
Trucking  march  with  broken  glass; 
Or  dispose  the  yetches  drowird, 
To  the  gaping  mob  around : 
Arch  enough  for  yiper-quack, 
Master  of  ue  huckster's  clack : 
Nay,  of  croak  full  hoarse  to  cry, 
^  Smoking  sausage,  who  will  buy  ?  '* 
Poet,  for  the  city-scum ; 
Showman,  fresh  from  Gades  come  : 
Month  efiiising  Such  delights, 
As  a  doting  catamite's. 

Cecil,  then,  no  more  conceiye. 
What  thou  canst  alone  belieye. 
Jokes  thou  may'st  with  Galba  spit« 
Sexty  Stallion  may'st  outwit 
But,  on  this  assured  repose : 
Eyery  &ce  has  not  a  nose ; 
Nor  can  eyery  pert  rascallion 
Be  a  Sexty,  though  a  StalUon.        Mpkuuion. 

XUI.      ON  POBCIA. 

When  Porcia  had  heard  the  fate  of  her  consort  Brutus,  and 
her  grief  was  seeking  the  weapon,  which  had  been  carefully 
remoyed  from  her, ''  Te  know  not  yet,"  she  cried, ''  that  death 
cannot  be  denied :  I  had  supposed  that  my  father  had  taught 
you  this  lesson  by  his  fate.*'  She  spoke,  and  with  eager 
mouth  swallowed  the  blazing  coals.  *'  Go  now,  officious  at* 
tendants,  and  refuse  me  a  sword,  if  you  wilL** 


46  MABTIAX'S 

When  Brutus'  fate  fiaine  unto  Porcia  Drought, 

And  Mends  withheld  the  arms  her  sorrow  sought, 

"I  thought,"  said  she,  "my  father,  when  he  died, 

Taught  ye  that  death  to  none  can  be  denied.** 

She  spoke,  and  greedily  devoured  the  fire. 

"  Go  now,  officious  throng,  vainly  conspire 

The  weapons  to  deny,  my  grief's  desire."    AnuM,  1695, 

When  Porcia  was  informed  her  lord  was  dead; 
And  the  stolen  dagger  sought  in  vain,  she  said, 
**  Think  ye,  Uie  means  are  wanting  to  expire  ? 
Are  ye  so  ill  instructed  by  my  sire  ?  " 
The  burning  coals  then  greedily  devour'd ; 
Crying,  "  Unkind  attendants,  keep  the  sword."    Ray. 

When  the  sad  tale,  how  Brutus  fell,  was  brought, 

And  slaves  refused  the  weapon  Porcia  sought ; 

"  Know  ye  not  yet,"  she  said,  with  towering  pride, 

'*  Death  is  a  boon  that  cannot  be  denied  ? 

I  thought  my  father  amply  had  imprest 

This  simple  truth  upon  each  Roman  breast." 

Dauntless  she  ffulpn'd  the  embers  as  they  flamed. 

And,  while  their  heat  within  her  raged,  exclaim'd, 

"  Now,  troublous  guardians  of  a  life  abhorr'd, 

Still  urge  your  caution,  and  refuse  the  sword."    Geo.  Lamb. 

XLIII.     ON  KANcnrus. 

Twice  thirty  were  invited  to  your  table,  Mancinus,  and 
nothing  was  placed  before  us  yesterday  but  a  wild -boar. 
Nowhere  were  to  be  seen  grapes  preserved  from  the  late 
vines,  or  apples  vying  in  flavour  with  sweet  honey-combs ; 
nowhere  the  pears  which  hang  suspended  by  flexible  twigs, 
or  pomegranates  the  colour  of  summer  roses:  nor  did  tiie 
rustic  basket  supply  its  milky  cheeses,  or  the  olive  emerge 
from  its  Picenianjar.  Your  wild-boar  was  by  itself:  and 
it  was  even  of  the  smallest  size,  and  such  a  one  as  might  have 
been  slaughtered  by  an  unarmed  dwarf.  Besides,  none  of  it 
was  given  us ;  we  simply  looked  on  it  as  spectators.  This  is 
the  way  in  which  even  the  arena  places  a  wild-boar  before  ub. 
May  no  wild-boar  be  placed  before  you  after  such  doings,  but 
may  you  be  placed  before  the  boar  in  front  of  which  Chari- 
demus  was  placed.' 

Thine  invited  were  yesterday,  Mancin,  threescore ; 
Nor  was  anything  served  to  thy  guests,  but  a  boar. 

*  By  Domitian,  to  be  torn  in  pieces.    See  Sueton.  ISfe  of  Domit, 


80OK   I.]  BFIORAMB.  47 

Not  the  grapes,  that  the  last  from  their  parent  depend  ; 

Not  the  apples,  that  with  the  sweet  como  can  contend ; 

Not  the  pears,  that  are  bound  by  the  limberly  broom ; 

Or  pomegranates,  so  like  fleeting  roses  in  bloom ; 

Not  a  cone  of  rich  clots,  from  the  country  afar ; 

Not  an  olive  Picenum  had  pent  in  a  jar. 

Naked  Aper,  quite  harmless,  the  company  charm'd ; 

And  confess'd  oimself  slain  by  a  pigmy  unarm'd. 

Bat  our  eyes  had  the  sense,  whicn  alone  he  would  feast : 

On  the  sand  have  we  often  admired  such  a  beast : 

Hence  to  thee  be  a  tusker  presented  no  more : 

But  be  thou,  Charidemus-like,  served  to  a  boar.      ElphimtmL, 

XLIY.      TO   STELLA. 

If  it  seems  to  you  too  much,  SteUa,  that  my  longer  and 
shorter  compositions  are  occupied  with  the  frisky  gambols 
of  the  hares  and  the  play  of  the  lions,  and  that  I  go  over 
the  same  subject  twice,  do  you  also  place  a  hare  twice  before 
me. 

If  twice  the  hares  and  lions  sporting  be 

A  subject,  Stella,  trivial  unto  thee, 

Revenge  thyself  upon  me  vrith  like  fare; 

Invite  me  twice,  and  set  before  me  hare.      Anon.  1695. 

XLT.      Oir   HIS   BOOK. 

That  the  care  which  I  have  bestowed  upon  what  I  have 
published  may  not  come  to  nothing  through  the  smallness 
of  my  volumes,  let  me  rather  fill  up  my  verses  with  Tov  T 

Lest,  in  air,  the  mere  liehtness  my  distichs  should  toss, 

I  had  rather  sing  T&v  f  ivafuipofitvoQ,  Elphinston, 

XLVI.      AD   HEDYLTJM. 

Com  dicis  propero,  fac  si  facis,  Hedyle,  languet 

Protinus,  et  cessat  debilitata  Yenus. 
Expectare  jube :  velocius  ibo  retentus : 

Hedyle,  si  properas,  die  mihi,  ne  properem. 

A  SDILO. 

Qnando  did  mi  spiccio,  spicciati,  o  Edilo,  in  un  subito  priapo  si 
snerva,  el  piacere  abbattuto  perde  forza.     Di  ch'io  m'arresti :  vo 

1  Let  me  rather  use  fretiuent  repetitions,  just  as  Homer  frequently  re* 
peats  these  words. 


48  HA.BTIAL*8 

pii^  presto  <|uando  son  rattenuto.    O  £dilO|  se  ti  spicci  diramelo^ 
ftccio  io  yadi  adagio.  Oraglia. 

When  thou  say'st  I  hasten  to  % 
Do  it  if  thou  mean'st  to  do  % 
Hedyla,  delayed  desire 
Soon  lanffuishes,  and  doth  expire. 
Command  me  to  expect,  then  i, 
Withheld,  shall  run  more  speedily ; 
i  But,  Hedyla,  if  thou  dost  haste, 

Tell  me,  tnat  I  not  come  too  fast        FUteher. 

XLVn.      ON  DIAULUB. 

DiauluB,  lately  a  doctor,  is  now  an  undertaker :  what  he 
does  as  an  undertaker,  he  used  to  do  also  as  a  doctor. 

Diaule  the  doctor  is  a  sexton  made : 

Though  he  is  changed,  he  changeth  not  his  trade. 

fTrigki. 
The  Doctor's  late,  is  now  the  Dismal's  lore : 
What  Dismal  does,  the  Doctor  did  hefore.         ElpJdntioM. 

XLTIII.      OK  THB   LION  AND   HA.BB. 

The  keepers  could  not  snatch  the  buUs  from  those  wide 
jaws,  throuf'h  which  the  fleeting  prey,  the  hare,  goes  and  re- 
turns in  siuety ;  and,  what  is  still  more  strange,  he  starts 
from  his  foe  with  increased  swiftness,  and  contracts  something 
of  the  great  nobleness  of  the  lion's  nature.  He  is  not  safer 
when  he  courses  along  the  empty  arena,  nor  with  equal  feel- 
ing of  security  does  he  hide  him  in  his  hutch.  If,  venturous 
hare,  you  seelk  to  avoid  the  teeth  of  the  hounds,  you  have 
the  jaws  of  the  lion  to  which  you  may  flee  for  refage. 

In  the  jaws  that  deny  all  retreat  to  a  bull, 
See  the  hare  come  and  go ;  and  his  gambol  is  fuU. 
O'er  his  flight  as  fell  fear  has  lost  all  her  control ; 
From  the  foe  he  takes  fire,  by  contagion  of  soul. 

Not  more  safe  in  the  course,  when  thou  wanton'st  alone ; 
Or  so  safe,  when  thou  boastest  a  home  of  thine  own. 
The  dire  doss  to  cast  o£^  thou  hast,  puss,  one  sure  feat : 
In  the  mourn  of  the  lion  thou  It  find  a  retreat 


XLIX.      TO   LIOIiriAKIJS. 

0  thou,  whose  name  must  not  be  left  untold  by  Celti* 


BOOK  I.]  IPI6JIAMB.  49 

bemn  nations,  thou  the  honour  of  our  common  country,  Spain, 
thou,  Licinianus,  wilt  behold  the  lofty  Bilbilis,  renowned  for 
horses  and  arms,  and  Gatus '  venerable  with  his  locks  of  snow, 
and  isacred  Yadavero  with  its  broken  cliffs,  and  the  sweet 
grove  of  delicious  Botrodus,  which  the  happy  Pomona  loves. 
Thou  wilt  breast  the  gently-flowing  water  ot  the  warm  Con- 
gedus  and  the  calm  lakes  of  the  Nymphs,  and  thy  body, 
relaxed  by  these,  thou  mayst  brace  up  in  the  little  8alo, 
which  hardens  iron.  There  Voberca  *  herself  will  supply  for 
thj  meals  animals  which  may  be  brought  down  close  at  hand. 
The  serene  summer  heat  thou  wilt  disarm  by  bathing  in 
the  golden  Tagus,  hidden  beneath  the  shades  of  trees ;  thy 
greedy  thirst  the  firesh  Dercenna  will  appease,  and  Nutha, 
which  in  coldness  surpasses  snow.  But  when  hoar  December 
and  the  furious  solstice  shall  resound  with  the  hoarse  blasts 
of  the  north-wind,  thou  wilt  ac^ain  seek  the  sunny  shores  of 
Tairaco  and  thine  own  Laletama.  There  thou  wilt  despatch 
hinds  caught  in  thy  supple  toils,  and  native  boars ;  and  thou 
wilt  tire  out  the  cunnmg  hare  with  thy  hardy  steed;  the 
stags  thou  wilt  leave  to  thy  bailiff.  The  neighbouring  wood 
willcome  down  into  thy  very  hearth,  surrounded  as  it  will  be 
with  a  troop  of  uncombed  children.  The  huntsman  will  be  in- 
vited to  thy  table,  and  many  a  guest  called  in  from  the  neigh- 
bourhood will  come  to  thee.  The  crescent-adorned  boot '  will 
be  nowhere  to  be  seen,  nowhere  the  toga  and  garments 
smelling  of  purple  dye.  Far  away  will  be  the  ill-favoured 
Libumian  porter^  and  the  gnimbling  client;  far  away  the 
imperious  aemands  of  widows.  The  .pale  criminal  will  not 
break  thy  deep  sleep,  but  all  the  morning  long  thou  wilt 
enioj  thy  slumoer.  Let  another  earn  the  grand  and  wild 
"firavo  !"  Do  thou  pity  such  happy  ones,  and  enjoy  with- 
out pride  true  delight,  while  your  friend  Sura  is  crowned 
with  applause.  Not  unduly  does  life  demand  of  us  our  few 
remaining  days,  when  fame  has  as  much  as  is  sufficient. 

'Mong  Celtiberians,  ihou  much-famed  man, 

Spayne's  praise,  Licinian, 
Now  tnou  fayre  Bilbilis'  high-seated  ground, 

For  horse  and  arms  renown'd, 

^  Gatus  and  Vadarero  are  names  of  mountains  near  Bilbilis.    Botrodus 
is  a  small  town ;  Congedus  and  Salo,  rivers, 
s  The  name  of  a  town.    Dercenna  and  Nutha  are  fountains. 
*  Worn  by  senators.  *  See  Juyenal,  it.  75 

s 


50  MABTIA.L*S 

And  old  Yadoyeron'B  snow-white  bared  head 

With  cra^^  cli£b  bespread. 
And  lonely  Botrod's  pleasant  groyes,  wilt  see* 

Where  the  brave  orchards  1^ ; 
In  warme  Concede  to  swimm,  thyselfe  betake, 

Or  some  such  pleasant  lake : 
Or  bind  thy  pores  in  Sdon*s  shallow  flood, 

Which  hardened  Steele  makes  good. 
Yoberta's  eame  comes  as  you  dine  to  th'  hand, 

And  to  Dee  shott  will  stand : 
On  golden  Tagus'  shady  banks  you  may 

Shunn  the  sun*s  scorchinff  ray : 
And,  with  springs  cooler  than  the  snow,  the  rage 

Of  greedy  thirst  assuage. 
When  feeble  winter  and  December  hoare 

With  hoarse  north-winds  doth  roare. 
To  Tarracon's  warme  beech  you  may  retreat. 

Or  Laletanian  heat ; 
There  deere  caught  in  the  yielding  toyles  you  may, 

Or  home-fedd  brawners,  slay ; 
Or  subtle  hares  with  stronger  horse  runn  downe, 

Leayinff  the  stagg  to  the  clowne. 
The  neigboouring  wood  large  fyres  to  your  hearthe  finds, 

Begirt  with  dirty  hinds. 
Your  fellow-huntsman  there  you  *11  make  a  guest. 

Or  your  next  neighbour  feast ; 
From  press  of  suitors  and  lords'  companie 

Androabes  perfumed  free; 
From  horrid  cryers  and  bold  widdows'  ybyce. 

And  peeyish  dyents'  no3^e ; 
Nopale  dependant  your  sound  sleepes  shall  breake, 

with  you  i'  th'  mome  to  speak. 
Whilst  others  purchase  great  applause,  but  yayne. 

Pity  their  hapless  gaine. 
Enioy  true  bliss,  nor  enyious  bee,  whene'er 

Your  Sura's  prayse  you  heare : 
Boldly  you  may,  with  fame  enough  now  blest, 

Liye  to  yourselfe  the  rest. 

Old  MS.  I7ik  CeHt. 

L.      TO   AMILIAKTTB. 

If  your  cook,  ^milianus,  is  called  Mistyllus,  why  should 
not  mine  be  called  Taratalla?' 

If  a  cook-boy,  by  thee,  may  MistyUus  be  hight ; 
Taratalla  to  clep  Hm,  commences  my  right       Elpkituion, 

*  A  meaningless  jest,  taken  from  Homer's  words  (II.  L  465),  ui^rvXXoy 
r'  dpa  rdXAa,  c.rA. 


BOOK  I.J  SFIGBAKS.  51 

LI.     TO  A  HABE. 

No  neck,  saye  the  proudest,  serves  for  the  fierce  lion. 
Why  dost  thou,  yam-glorious  hare,  flee  from  these  teeth  ? 
No  doubt  thou  wouldst  wish  them  to  stoop  from  the  huge 
bull  to  thee,  and  to  crush  a  neck  which  they  cannot  see. 
The  glory  of  an  illustrious  death  must  be  an  object  of  despair 
to  thee.  Thou,  a  tiny  prey,  canst  not  fall  before  such  an 
enemy ! 

On  nervous  necks  behold  him  hang ; 

Proud  puss,  why  fear  the  Uon's  fang  ? 

From  bulla  would  he  descend  to  thee, 

Or  crush  the  bones  he  cannot  see  ? 

Then  soar  not  to  a  fate  so  high  ; 

Nor  hope  by  such  a  foe  to  die.  Elphinston. 

LII.     TO   QUINCTIANUS. 

To  thee,  Quinctianus,  do  I  commend  my  books,  if  indeed 
I  can  call  books  mine,  which  thy  poet  recites.*  If  they 
complain  of  a  grievous  yoke,  do  thou  come  forward  as  their 
advocate,  and  defend  them  efficiently ;  and  when  he  calls 
himself  their  master,  say  that  they  were  mine,  but  have  been 
given  ^  by  me  to  the  public.  If  thou  wilt  proclaim  this  three 
or  four  times,  thou  wilt  bring  shame  on  the  plagiary. 

Dear  Quintian,  to  thy  happy  powers    . 

Our  lays  (if  I  may  call  them  ours, 

Which  thy  bold  bard  will  needs  recite, 

And  swear  that  once  himself  could  write) 

I  with  just  confidence  commend  ; 

And  shall  exact  it  of  my  Mend, 

That,  if  they  heavy  bondage  wail, 

Thou  stand  their  claimant  and  their  bail : 

So  when  himself  the  culprit  calls 

The  owner  of  the  wretched  thralls, 

That  them  as  mine  thou  redemand, 

As  sent  to  freedom  from  my  hand. 

This  truth  if  o'er  and  o'er  thou  bawl. 

The  thief  thou  It  redden  and  appaL  Elphinston. 

Lin.     TO  FinENTIlfTJS. 

One  page  only  in  my  books  belongs  to  you,  Fidentinus* 

'  A  poet  that  recited  verses  to  Qainctaanus ;  the  same,  probably,  tliat 
M  mentftoned  in  the  next  epigram. 
•  Manumitted ;  released  from  my  portfolio. 

B  2 


52  icjlbtial'b 

but  it  bears  the  sure  stamp  of  its  master,  and  accuses 
your  verses  of  glaring  theft.  Just  so  does  a  Gktllic  frock 
coming  in  contact  with  purple  city  cloaks  stain  them  with 
grease  and  filth  ;  just  so  do  Arretine  ^  pots  disgrace  vases  of 
cnrstal ;  so  is  a  black  crow,  straying  perchance  on  the  banks 
of  the  Gayster,  laughed  to  scorn  amid  the  swans  of  Leda :  and 
so,  when  the  sacred  grove  resounds  with  the  music  of  the 
tuneful  nightingale,  the  miscreant  magpie  disturbs  her  Attic 
plaints.  Mtf  books  need  no  one  to  accuse  or  judge  you: 
the  page  which  is  yours  stands  up  against  you  and  says,  "  You 
are  a  thief." 

To  steale  mv  hookes  thou  'rt  greedy,  but  unwise, 

To  thinke  thou  *rt  poett  made  at  the  same  price 

A  booke  's  transcribed*  or  a  slight  Tolume  sold. 

Wlsedom  's  not  purchased  for  few  summs  of  gold. 

Seeke  some  obscurer  lines  and  ruder  paynes 

Of  one  who  th'  virgin  issue  of  his  brames 

Keepes  locked  up  to  anVs  eye  unknowne. 

By  anVs  lipps  unldssedbut  his  owne. 

A  well-knowne  booke  can't  shift  its  authour.  Yett 

If  you  one  with  unpolished  front  would  ffett, 

Never  yett  bound  or  boss'd,  I  such  can  uiow : 

Buy  them,  and  whence  you  had  them  none  shall  know. 

Who  others'  lines  does  as  his  owne  rehearse, 

Had  need  his  silence  buy  as  well  as  verse. 

Old  MS.  mth  Cent, 

V  th'  book  th*  ast  filch*d  from  me,  one  page  alone 

Is  thine,  and  to  be  thine  is  so  well  known, 

If  all  the  rest  proclaims  to  be  purloin'd. 

So  greasy  homespim  cloth,  to  scarlet  join'd, 

Its  lustre  as  it  wrongs  and  does  defile, 

Itself  it  also  renders  the  more  vile : 

So  crystal  cups,  with  earthen  set  in  place. 

The  worse  they  suit,  the  more  themselves  disgrace  : 

In  consort  thus,  ridiculous  does  show 

Among  the  milk-white  swans  a  rascal  crow : 

A  chatt'ring  pie's  harsh  notes  in  grove  so  sound. 

Where  quires  of  charming  nightingales  abound. 

I  need  no  critic's  aid  for  my  relief ;  ^ 

Thy  own  vile  verse  rights  me,  and  calls  thee  thief. 

Jmm.  16d6, 

*  Earthen  pots  from  Arretium,  a  town  of  Etruria. 


BOOK  I.]  IPIOBAKB.  58 

LIT.  TO  PUSOTS. 

I^  FnscuB,  tbon  hast  room  to  receive  still  more  affection, 
(for  thou  hast  friends  around  thee  on  all  sides),  I  ask  thee 
for  one  place  in  thy  heart,  if  one  still  remains  vacant,  and 
that  thou  wilt  not  refuse  because  I  am  a  stranger  to  thee :  all 
ihj  old  friends  were  so  once.  Simply  consider  whether  he 
who  is  presented  to  jou  a  stranger  is  likely  to  become  an 
old  friend. 

You,  whom  your  fisdthful  friends  surround. 

Can  there  within  your  breast  be  found 

One  spot  another  friend  to  grace  P 

Oh !  grant  to  me  that  happy  place 

Befuse  me  not,  because  untried ; 

So  once  were  all  your  friends  beside. 

Weigh  well  the  man ;  for  from  the  new 

May  grow  a  good  old  friend  and  true  Hay. 

H  yet  one  comer  in  thy  breast 
Bemains,  good  Fuscus,  unpossess'd 

g''or  many  a  friend,  I  know,  is  thine), 
ive  me  to  boast  that  comer  mine. 
Nor  thou  the  honoiir*d  place  I  sue 
Refuse  to  an  acouaintance  new. 
The  oldest  friend  of  all  thv  store 
Was  once,  'tis  certain,  nothing  more. 
It  matters  not  how  late  the  choice, 
If  but  approved  by  reason's  voice ! 
Then  let  thy  sole  mquiry  be. 
If  thou  canst  find  such  worth  in  me 
That,  constant  as  the  years  are  roU'd, 
Matures  new  friendship  into  old.  Melmoth. 

LT.     TO   FBOlfTO. 

If  thou,  Pronto,  so  di8tins;uished  an  ornament  of  military 
and  civil  life,  desirest  to  learn  the  wishes  of  thy  friend 
Marcus,  he  prays  for  this,  to  be  the  tiller  of  his  own  farm, 
nor  that  a  large  one,  and  he  loves  inglorious  repose  in  an 
unpretending  sphere.  Does  any  one  haunt  the  porticoes  of 
cold  variegated  Spartan  marble,  and  run  to  offer,  like  a  fool, 
his  morning  greetmgs,  when  he  might,  rich  with  the  spoils  of 
grove  and  field,  unfold  before  his  mre  his  well-filled  nets^  and 


54  mabtial's 

lift  the  leaping  fish  with  the  quiyering  line,  and  draw  forth 
the  yeUow  honey  from  the  red  ^  cask,  while  a  plump  house- 
keeper loads  his  unevenly-propped  table,  and  his  own  eggs 
are  cooked  by  an  unbought  fire  P  That  the  man  who  loves 
not  me  may  not  love  this  life,  is  my  wish ;  and  let  him  drag 
out  life  pallid  with  the  cares  of  the  city. 

Well  then,  Sir,  you  shall  know  how  far  extend 

The  prayers  and  hopes  of  your  poetic  friend : 

He  does  not  palaces  nor  manors  crave, 

Would  be  no  lord,  but  less  a  lord  would  have 

The  ground  he  holds,  if  he  his  own  can  call. 

He  quarrels  not  with  heaven  because  'tis  small ; 

Let  gay  and  toilsome  greatness  others  please, — 

He  loves  of  homely  littleness  the  ease. 

Can  any  man  in  gilded  rooms  attend, 

And  his  dear  hours  in  humble  visits  spend, 

When  in  the  fresh  and  beauteous  fields  he  may 

With  various  healthful  pleasures  fill  the  day  P 

If  there  be  man  (ye  gods !)  I  ousht  to  hate, 

Dependence  and  attendance  be  nis  fate. 

Still  let  him  busy  be,  and  in  a  crowd, 

And  very  much  a  slave,  and  very  proud : 

Thus  he  perhaps  powerful  and  nch  may  grow ; 

No  matter,  0  ye  gods !  that  I  'U  allow ; 

But  let  him  peace  and  freedom  never  see : 

Let  him  not  love  this  life,  who  loves  not  me.       Cowley, 

Since  you,  whom  all  the  world  admires. 

Would  know  what  your  poor  friend  desires ; 

Some  little  spot  of  earth  he  prays, 

To  pass  ineogfdto  his  days. 

Who  'd  bear  the  noisy  pomp  of  state, 

Or  crowd  of  clients  at  his  gnate, 

That  might,  in  his  own  fields  and  wood, 

Find  his  diversion  and  his  food  ? 

His  ponds  with  various  fishes  stored ; 

The  oees  for  him  their  honey  hoard ; 

A  nut-brown  lass,  both  kina  and  neat. 

To  make  his  bed,  and  dress  his  meat 

He  that  hates  me,  or  likes  not  this, 

May  he  ne'er  taste  so  sweet  a  bliss. 

But,  fooi*d  by  riches  and  renown. 

Still  stay  behind,  and  rot  in  town ! 

Bougtuet,  Dublin*  1784. 

*  Stained  with  vermilion. 


BOOK  I.]  BPIQSAMS,  55 

LTI.     TO  A  TDfTirEE. 

Harassed  with  continual  rams,  the  vineyard  drips  with  wet. 
You  cannot  sell  us,  vintner,  even  though  you  wish,  neat 
wine. 

So  constant  pours  the  harassd  vintage  swell, 
Thou  canst  not,  if  thou  wouldst,  unmingled  sell. 

Elphinslon. 

LVII.     TO   FLACCTJS. 

Do  you  ask  what  sort  of  maid  I  desire  or  dislike,  Flaccus  P 
I  dislike  one  too  easy,  and  one  too  coy.  The  just  mean, 
which  lies  between  the  two  extremes,  is  what  I  approve ;  I 
like  neither  that  which  tortures,  nor  that  which  cloys. 

Wouldst  know  what  temper  I  to  love  would  choose  P 

What  maid  I  like,  and  what  I  would  refuse  ? 

I  neither  like  the  facile,  nor  the  coy. 

The  overhard,  nor  easy  to  enjoy : 

A  mean  'twixt  both  I  rather  do  approve, 

She  that  nor  racks,  nor  cloys,  the  sweets  of  love. 

Anon,  1695. 

You  ask  me,  dear  friend,  <*  What  lass  I  'd  enjoy :" 
I  would  have  one  that 's  neither  too  coming  nor  coy, 
A  medium  is  best,  that  gives  us  no  pain, 
By  too  much  indulgence,  or  too  much  disdain.        Eitj^. 

You  ask,  were  I  to  change  my  life. 

What  kind  of  girl  I  M  take  to  wife? 

Not  one  who  coy  or  easy  seems, 

I  hale  alike  the  two  extremes  ; 

She  satiates  who  at  first  complies. 

She  starves  my  love  who  long  denies. 

The  maid  must  not,  I  'd  call  my  own, 

Say  "  No  "  too  oft,  or  «  Yes  "  too  soon.       Jn<m. 

Ask  you,  my  friend,  what  kind  of  she  I  *d  choose  P 

Not  one  too  difficult,  or  one  too  loose ; 

The  moderate  fair,  indifferently  coy, 

With  sense  to  please,  but  not  too  free  to  cloy ; 

Whose  passions  'twixt  the  wide  extremes  are  put : 

I  love  no  torment,  and  I  hate  a  slut.  Oen^.  Hag*  1737. 

LVm.      DE   PUEEI  PBBTIO. 

Millia  pro  puero  centum  me  mango  poposcit : 
'  ego :  sed  Phosbus  protinus  ilia  dedit. 


56  mabtial'b 

Hoc  dolet  et  queritur  de  me  mea  mentula  mecuniy 
Laudaturque  meam  Phoebus  in  invidiam. 

Sed  sestertiolum  donavit  mentula  Phoebo 
Bis  decies ;  hoc  da  tu  mihi,  pluris  emam. 

DEL  PBEZZO  d'UN   GIOYIKOTTO. 

II  senzale  mi  dimando  cento  milla  sesterzi  per  un  giovinotto :  io 
risi :  ma  Febo  incontanente  gli  diede.  Questo  mi  and6  al  cuore,  e 
la  mia  mentola  si  lagno  meco  di  me  stesso,  e  Febo  d  lodato  in 
sprezzo  di  me.  Ma  la  mentola  diede  a  Febo  yenti  volte  cento  milla 
sesterzi.     Dammi  tu  questo,  che  lo  pagherd  anche  di  piu. 

Graglia, 

LIX.     TO  FLACOTTS. 

The  sportula^  at  Baise  brings  me  in  a  hundred  farthings ; 
of  what  use  is  such  a  miserable  sum  in  the  midst  of  such 
sumptuous  baths?  Give  me  back  the  darksome  baths  of 
Lupus  and  G-ryllus.  When  I  sup  so  scantily,  Flaccus,  why 
should  I  bathe  so  luxuriously  ? 

An  humble  hundred,  Baian  bounty  gives : 
Amid  so  nigh  delights,  what  hunger  lives ! 
Restore  me  Lupus*  baths,  and  Gryllus*  gloom : 
Why  bathe  in  state,  if  starving  be  my  doom  ? 

Elphiniton. 

LX.     Oir   THE   LION  AND   HABE. 

Hare,  although  thou  enterest  the  wide  jaws  of  the  fierce 
lion,  still  he  imagines  his  mouth  to  be  empty..  Where  is  the 
back  on  which  he  shall  rush?  where  the  shoulders  on 
which  he  shall  fall?  where  shall  he  fix  those  deep  bites 
which  he  inflicts  on  young  bulls?  why  dost  thou  m  vain 
weary  the  lord  and  monarch  of  the  groves  ?  *T  is  only  on  the 
wild  prey  of  his  choice  that  he  feeds. 

In  the  muzzle*s  dread  repair. 
Scarce  the  hero  feels  the  hare. 
Glee,  my  leVret,  may  be  thine ; 
Can  he  rush  upon  thy  chine  ? 
On  thy  shoulder  can  he  bound  ? 
Where  infix  the  fatal  wound  ? 
Vainly,  trifler,  dost  thou  scud ; 
Vainly  proffer  paltry  blood ; 

'  Sportitla,    A  present  from  the  richer  dass  to  the  poorer ;  nominsllar 
the  price  of  a  supper.    See  Diet.  Antiqq.  s.  v 


lOOK  I.]  BPI&BAHB.  57 

Vainly  plague  the  king  of  groves : 

He  for  royal  victims  roves.  MlpMnston. 

IIL      TO   LICINlAlinrS,   OK  THB   COTJNTBIBS  OP   CELEBEATED 

ATJTH0B8. 

Verona  loves  the  verses  of  her  learned  Poet ;  Mantua  is 
blest  in  her  Maro ;  the  territory  of  Apona  is  renowned  for  its 
Livy,  its  Stella,  and  not  less  for  its  ITlaccus.  The  Nile, 
whose  waters  are  instead  of  rain,  applauds  its  Apollodorus ; 
the  FeHgnians  vaunt  their  Ovid.  Eloquent  Cordova  speaks 
of  its  two  Senecas  and  its  single  and  preeminent  Lucan.  Yo- 
Inptuoua  QfLde8  delights  in  her  Ganius,^  Emerita  in  m^  friend 
DedanuB.  Our  Bilbilis  will  be  proud  of  you,  Licmianus, 
DOT  will  be  altogether  silent  concerning  me. 

Whilst  Milton  *8  read,  or  silver  Thames  shall  run, 

Will  great  Augusta  boast  her  greater  son. 

Avon  shall  flow  as  proud  of  Snakspear^s  name, 

Alike  in  genius,  and  the  next  in  fame. 

Waller  poUte  from  Hertford's  bounds  removes. 

To  court  the  fi&ir  in  Penshurst*8  ravish'd  groves. 

The  lofltv  Denham,  from  Hibemia's  shore, 

Makes  Cooper's  Hill  what  Pindus  was  before. 

Hear  Cowley's  infieuit  cries !  the  town  he  hates : 

Bear  him,  ye  swans,  to  Chertsey's  ^een  retreats. 

But  let  her  Prior  in  the  town  remain. 

With  well-wrought  tales  his  town  to  entertain. 

The  Coritani  deck  their  Dryden's  bays : 

Th'  accomplish'd  Addison  his  Belra  praise. 

Pope's  Wmdsor  Dryads  listen  to  his  verse ; 

And  at  his  grot  the  Naiads  slack  their  course. 

Comavian  climes  the  merry  Butler  bore : 

And  tender  Otway  graced  my  native  shore.'        Hay. 

IXII.     ON  L-BVINA. 

LsBvina,  so  chaste  as  to  rival  even  the  Sabine  women  of 
old,  and  more  austere  than  even  her  stem  husband,  chanced, 
whfle  intrusting  herself  sometimes  to  the  waters  of  the  Lu- 
crine  lake,  sometimes  to  those  of  Avemus,  and  while  fre- 
quently refreshing  herself  in  the  baths  of  Bai»,  to  fall  into 
the  flames  of  love,  and,  leaving  her  husband,  fled  with  a 
young  gallant.  She  arrived  a  Penelope,  she  departed  a 
Helen* 

'  See  b.  iii  Ep.  30.  >  Hay  was  bom  at  Trotton  in  Sussex. 


68  Martial's 

LffiTiBa,  chaste  as  Sabines  were  of  old, 

Than  her  strict  husband  yet  more  strict  and  cold* 

"While  in  the  common  baths  she  did  descend, 

And  in  those  freedoms  many  hours  did  spend, 

She  fell  in  love ;  in  the  cold  streams  took  fire ; 

And,  burning  with  a  youth  in  loose  desire, 

She  left  her  nusband,  and  her  virtuous  name ; 

Helen  went  thence,  Penelope  that  came.  Anon,  169^ 

LXIII.    TO  CELEB 

You  ask  me  to  recite  to  you  my  Epigrams.  I  caanot 
oblige  you ;  for  you  wish  not  to  hear  them,  Celer,  but  to  re- 
cite them.' 

Celer  to  read  my  epigrams  does  crave, 

But  to  recite  his  own 's  the  thing  he  'd  have.  Anon,  1695. 

LXIT.    TO   PABULLA. 

Tou  are  pretty,— we  know  it ;  and  young, — it  is  true ;  and 
rich, — who  can  deny  it  ?  But  when  you  praise  yourself 
extravagantly,  Fabulla,  you  appear  neither  nch,  nor  pretty^ 
nor  young. 

You  're  fayre,  I  know  't ;  and  modest  too,  't  is  true  ; 
And  rich  you  are ;  weU,  who  denyes  it  you  ? 
But  whilst  your  owne  prayse  you  too  much  proclame. 
Of  modest,  rich,  and  fayre  you  loose  the  name. 

Old  MSS.  im  Ceni, 

Fair,  rich,  and  young !  how  rare  is  her  perfection, 
Were  it  not  mingled  with  one  foul  infection : 
So  proud  a  heart,  I  mean,  so  cursed  a  tongue. 
As  makes  her  seem  nor  rich,  nor  fair,  nor  young. 

^f  John  HarringUm, 

Pretty  thou  art,  we  know  $  a  pretty  maid ; 

A  rich  one  too :  it  cannot  be  eainsay'd. 

But  when  thy  pufis  we  hear,  thy  pride  we  see, 

Thou  neither  nch,  nor  fair,  nor  maid  canst  be.      Anon. 

Genteel,  't  is  true,  0  nymph,  you  are ; 
You  're  rich  and  beauteous  to  a  hair. 
But  while  too  much  you  praise  yourself, 
You  've  neither  air,  nor  charms,  nor  pelf. 

Oeni.  Kag.  1740. 

'  To  plagiarize  them  from  me,  and  then  to  recite  them  as  your  own. 


BOOK  1*3  XPI&BAH8.  59 


LIT.    TO  CJECILLAJnjS. 

When  I  said^ficw,  you  laughed  at  it  as  a  barbarous  word, 
Cecilianus,  and  bade  me  say  Jicos,  I  shall  call  the  produce 
of  the  ^"tree  ^ficus  ;  yours  I  shaU  cslljicos. 

LXYI.     TO   A   PLAOIABT. 

Yom  are  mistaken,  insatiable  thief  of  my  writings,  who 
think  a  poet  can  be  made  for  the  mere  expense  which  copy- 
ing, and  a  cheap  volume  cost.  The  applause  of  the  world  is 
not  acquired  for  six  or  even  ten  sesterces.  Seek  out  for  this 
purpose  verses  treasured  up,  and  unpublished  efforts,  known 
only  to  one  person,  and  which  the  father  himself  of  the 
virgin  sheet,  that  has  not  been  worn  and  scrubbed  by  bushy 
chinSy  keeps  sealed  up  in  his  desk.  A  well-known  book 
cannot  change  its  master.  But  if  there  is  one  to  be  found 
yet  unpolished  by  the  pumice-stone,  yet  unadorned  with 
DoeseB  and  cover,  buy  it :  I  have  such  by  me,  and  no  one 
shall  know  it.  Whoever  recites  another's  compositions,  and 
seeks   for  fame^  must  buy,  not  a  book,  but  the  author's 

Thou  sordid  felon  of  my  verse  and  fame, 

80  cheap  dost  hope  to  get  a  poet's  name, 

Asy  by  me  purchase  barely  of  my  book, 

For  ten  vile  pence  eternal  glory  rook  P 

Find  out  some  virgin  poem  ne*er  saw  the  day,  > 

Which  wary  writers  in  their  desk  do  lay 

Lock*d  up,  and  known  unto  themselves  alone ; 

Nor  one  with  using  torn  and  sordid  grown. 

A  published  work  can  ne'er  the  author  change, 

Umb  one  ne'er  passed  the  press,  that  ne'er  did  range 

The  world,  trimly  bound  up ;  and  such  I  '11  sell, 

Give  me  my  price,  and  ne'er  the  secret  tell. 

He  that  another 's  wit  and  &me  will  own, 

Moat  silence  buy,  and  not  a  book  that 's  known. 

JnuH.  1695. 

LXm.      TO   OH(EBILUS« 

"  Ton  are  too  free-spoken,"  is  your  constant  remark  to 

^  An  vntraoslatable  jest  on  the  double  meaning  of  tke  word  Jkus , 
wUdi,  wlien  declined  .^n»,  -»,  means  a  species  of  lUcer ;  and  when /cm 
-6f,  a  fig-tree. 


60  HiJtTIAL'S 

me,  ChoBriluB.    He  who  speaks  against  jott^  ChoBriloSy  is  in- 
deed a  free  speaker.' 

Why  doBt  thou  blame  my  writings  as  too  free  ? 

I  may  write  freely,  when  I  write  of  thee.  L.  H.  S* 

LXVIII.      ON   ET7FT7S. 

Whatever  Eufus  does,  Nseyia  is  all  in  all  to  him.  Whether 
he  rejoices,  or  mourns,  or  is  silent,  it  is  ever  NsBvia.  He 
eats,  he  drinks,  he  asks,  he  refuses,  he  gesticulates, 'NsBvia 
alone  is  in  his  thoughts :  if  there  were  no  NsBvia,  he  would  be 
mute.  When  he  had  written  a  dutiful  letter  yesterday  to  his 
father,  he  ended  it  with,  "Naevia,  light  of  my  eyes,  NsBvia,  my 
idol,  &rewell."  NaBvia  read  these  words,  and  laughed  with 
downcast  looks.  NsBvia  is  not  yours  only : '  what  madness 
is  this,  foolish  man  ? 

Let  Rufus  weep,  rejoice,  stand,  sit,  or  walk. 
Still  he  can  nothing  but  of  Neevia  talk : 
Let  him  eat,  drink,  ask  questions,  or  dispute, 
Still  he  must  speak  of  Nsvia,  or  be  mute. 
He  writ  to  his  father,  ending  with  this  line, 
I  am,  my  lovely  Nsevia,  ever  thine. 

SpeeUtior,  No.  113. 

LXIX.      TO   HAXIMI7S. 

Tarenlos,'  which  was  wont  to  exhibit  the  statue  of  Pan,  be- 
gins now,  Maximus,  to  exhibit  that  of  Canius. 

Her  god  Tarentos  show'd  in  Pan : 

In  Canius  she  displays  her  man.        ElphimUm 

LXX.      TO   HIS   BOOK. 

Go,  my  book,  and  pay  my  respects  for  me  :  you  are  ordered 
to  go,  dutiful  volume,  to  the  splendid  halls  of  Proculua.  Do 
you  ask  the  way  ?    I  will  tefl.  you.     You  will  go  along  by 

^  Free  trom  all  restraint,  for  he  may  say  all  sorts  of  things  against  you 
without  fear  of  contradiction. 

*  Publicum  enim  est  prostibulum.     Rodents. 

'  Tarentos,  a  place  in  the  Campus  Martins,  in  which  was  a  temple  con- 
secrated to  Pluto,  and  filled  with  statues  of  Pan,  the  Satyrs,  and  other 
deities  or  remarkable  personages.  On  Canius,  a  humorous  poet  of  Gades, 
whose  statue,  it  appears,  was  put  there  with  Pan's,  see  above,  Ep.  61« 
B.  iiL  F?.  20. 


BOOK  I*]  EFIOBAM8.  CI 

the  temple  of  Castor,  near  that  of  ancient  Vesta,  and  that 
goddess's  yirgin  home.  Thence  you  will  pass  to  the  majes- 
tic Fadatine  edifice  on  the  sacred  hill,  where  glitters  many 
a  statue  of  the  supreme  ruler  of  the  empire.  And  let  not  the 
raj-adonied  mass  of  the  Colossus  detam  you,  a  work  which 
is  proud  of  surpassing  that  of  Bhodes.  But  turn  aside 
br  the  way  where  the  temple  of  the  wine-bibhing  Bacchus 
rises,  and  where  the  couch  of  Cybele  stands  adorned  with 

Sicwes  of  the  Conrbantes.  Immediately  on  the  left  is  the 
welling  with  its  splendid  &9ade,  and  the  halls  of  the  lofty 
mansion  which  you  are  to  approach.  Enter  it ;  and  fear  not 
its  haughty  looks  or  proud  gate ;  no  entrance  affords  more 
ready  access;  nor  is  there  any  house  more  inyiting  for  Phcebus 
and  the  learned  sisters  to  loye.  If  Froculus  shall  say,  "  But 
why  does  he  not  come  himself  ?  "  you  may  excuse  me  thus, 
'*  Because  he  could  not  haye  written  what  is  to  be  read  here, 
whateyer  be  its  merit,  if  he  had  come  to  pay  his  respects  in 
person." 

Go,  little  book,  the  breathings  of  thy  lord 

Tore  Procnlus's  splendid  gods  record. 

Which  is  my  way  ?    By  Castor  shalt  thou  roam. 

Near  hoary  Vesta's  fane  and  yirgin-dome. 

Thence  by  the  awful  hill  ascendB  thy  tour : 

The  soVreign's  ima^e  beams  direction  pure. 

Nor  thee  too  long  me  famed  Coloss  beguile. 

That  dims  the  rsliance  of  the  Rhodian  pile. 

Hence  seek  the  soaking  father  of  the  feast, 

The  mighty  mother,  and  her  painted  priest. 

Now,  on  the  left,  the  lofty  towers  invite : 

The  courts  august  possess  the  rayish'd  sight. 

Yety  bold  approach ;  thou  canst  redoubt  no  pride : 

No  welcome  portals  stand  more  sweetly  wide. 

None  eyes  Apollo,  or  the  Nine  more  near. 

The  poet,  why,  he  'U  say,  himself  not  here  ? 

Then  thou :  Because,  whateyer  these  indite, 

The  personal  saluter  could  not  write.  ElpAiiuton, 

LXXI.      TO   SLEEP. 

I«t  Lnyia  be  toasted  with  six  cups,  Justina  with  seyen^ 
I^cas  with  fiye,  Lyde  with  four,  Ida  with  three.  Let  the 
number  of  lett^  in  the  name  of  each  of  our  mistresses  be 
equalled  by  the  number  of  cups  of  Palemian.  But,  since 
Bone  of  them  comes,  come  thou.  Sleep,  to  me. 


62  habtial's 

Nievia  six  cups,  Justina  seven  compn8e» 
Lvcus  five,  Xyde  four,  and  Ida  three, 

Eacn  man  his  love  by  healths  arithmetise  | 
If  none  appear,  then,  Sleep,  come  thou  to  me. 

FleUker. 

LXXII.      TO  riDEyXINTJS,   A  PLAGIABY. 

Do  you  imagine,  Fidentinus,  that  you  are  a  poet  by  the 
aid  of  my  verses,  aad  do  you  wish  to  be  thought  so  ?  Just  so 
does  ^gle  think  she  has  teeth  from  having  purchased  bone 
or  ivory.  Just  so  does  Lycoris,  who  is  blacker  than  the  fall- 
ing; mulberry,  seem  fair  in  her  own  eyes,  because  she  is 
Sainted.  You  too,  in  the  same  way  that  you  are  a  poet,  will 
ave  flowing  locks  when  you  are  grown  bald. 

Fidentine,  dost  thou  think,  and  seek  to  be 
A  poet  with  my  verse  in  thieverv  ? 
So  .£gle,  with  her  bought  and  Indian  bone, 
May  seem  to  have  a  sound  mouth  of  her  own. 
So  painted-faced  Lycoris  may  seem  white, 
Though  black  as  moors  veird  in  a  natural  night. 
For  that  same  cause  that  thou  art  poet  call'd, 
Thou  mayst  be  said  bush-hair'd  wnen  thou  art  bald. 

Fletcher. 

LXXni.      TO  CJBOILIAKTJS. 

There  was  no  one  in  the  whole  city,  Cascilianus,  who  de- 
sired to  meddle  with  your  wife,  even  gratis,  while  permission 
was  given  ;  but  now,  since  you  have  set  a  watch  upon  her,  the 
crowd  of  gallants  is  innumerable.    You  are  a  clever  fellow ! 

Scarce  one  in  all  the  city  wotdd  embrace 

Thy  proffer'd  wife,  Csecilian,  free  to  have ; 
But  now  she  's  guarded,  and  lock'd  up,  apace 
Thy  custom  comes.    Oh,  thou  'rt  a  witty  knave ! 

Fletck^. 
Your  wife  's  the  plainest  piece  a  man  can  see : 
No  soul  would  touch  her,  whilst  you  left  her  free : 
But  since  to  guard  her  you  employ  all  arts. 
The  rakes  besiege  her. — You  're  a  man  of  parts !        Hojf. 

LXXrV.      TO  PAULA. 

He  was  your  gallant,  Paula ;  you  could  however  deny  it. 
He  is  become  your  husband ;  can  you  deny  it  now,  Paula  P  * 

*  He  was  said  to  be  your  gallant  when  your  first  husband  was  alive. 


BOOK   I.]  SPIOBAMS.  63 

He  was  the  fiiyourite;  thou  might'st  disavow : 

He  is  thy  consort;  canst  thou,  Faula,  now  ?     MpMntton. 

LXIY.      ON  LINUS. 

He  who  prefers  to  give  Linus  the  half  of  what  ne  wishes 
to  borrow,  rather  than  to  lend  him  the  whole,  prefers  to  lose 
only  the  half. 

Why  giye  poor  Linus  half,  not  lend  the  whole  ? 

**  I  'd  rather  lose  but  half."    A  prudent  soul !   Mphittston, 

Lend  Spun^e  a  guinea  !    Ned,  you  'd  best  refuse, 

And  give  him  huf.    Sure,  that 's  enough  to  lose.      AnofL 

LXXYI.      TO  TALEBIUS  PLACCrS.* 

Flaccns,  valued  object  of  my  solicitude,  hope  and  nurs- 
ling of  the  city  of  Antenor,^  put  aside  Pierian  strains  and 
the  lyre  of  the  Sisters ;  none  of  those  damsels  will  give  you 
money.  What  do  you  expect  from  Phoebus  ?  The  chest  of 
Minerva  contains  the  cash;  she  alone  is  wise,  she  alone 
lends  to  all  the  gods.  What  can  the  ivy  of  Bacchus  give  ? 
The  dark  tree  of  Pallas  bends  down  its  variegated  boughs 
under  the  load  of  fruit.  Helicon,  besides  its  waters  and  the 
garlands  and  lyres  of  the  goddesses,  and  the  great  but  empty 
applause  of  the  multitude,  has  nothing.  What  hast  thou  to 
do  with  Cirrha  ?  Wliat  with  bare  Permessis  ?  The  Eoman 
forum  is  nearer  and  more  lucrative.  There  is  heard  the 
chink  of  money;  but  around  our  desks  and  barren  chairs 
kisses  '  alone  resound. 

Though  midst  the  noblest  poets  thou  hast  place, 

Flaccus,  the  offspring  of  Aiitenor's  race ; 

Renounce  the  Muse^  songs  and  charming  quire, 

For  none  of  them  enrich,  though  thev  inspire. 

Court  not  Apollo,  Pallas  has  the  gold ; 

She  's  wise,  and  does  the  gods  in  mortgage  hold. 

What  profit  is  there  in  an  ivy  wreath  ? 

Its  frmts  the  loaden  olive  sinks  beneath. 

In  Helicon  there 's  nought  but  springs  and  bays, 

The  Muses'  harps  loud  sounding  empty  praise. 

Too  then  denied  it.    You  married  him  as  soon  as  your  husband  died- 
Will  you  deny  it  now  ? 

'  The  author  of  the  Argonautica. 

^  The  city  of  Patavinni,  founded  by  Antenor 

'  As  tokens  of  applause. 


64  ha.stial'8 

What  with  Pamassua*  streamB  hast  thou  to  do  ? 

The  Koman  forum 's  rich,  and  nearer  too. 

There  chinks  the  cash :  but  round  the  poet's  chair 

The  smacks  of  kisses  only  fill  the  air.  Ahoji.  1 695. 

LXXVTi.     oy  OHASiKrs. 

Charinus  is  perfectly  well,  and  yet  be  is  pale ;  Charinus 
drinks  sparingly,  and  yet  he  is  pale  ;  Charinus  digests  well, 
and  yet  he  is  pale ;  Charinus  suns  himself,  and  yet  be  is 
pale ;  Charinus  dyes  his  skin,  and  yet  he  is  pale ;  Charinus 
indulges  in  infamous  debauchery,  and  yet  he  is  palc.^ 

Charinus  nothing  seems  to  ail ; 

But  poor  Charinus  still  is  pale. 

Channus  drinks  with  due  reflexion. 

But  paly  is  lus  best  complexion. 

Charinus  eats,  and  can  digest ; 

Yet  wan  is  he,  as  with  a  pest. 

Charinus  basks  him  in  the  sun ; 

Yet  pale  his  hue,  instead  of  dun. 

Channus  deeply  dies  his  skin ; 

Still  nought  ahve  appears  within. 

Charinus  hates  the  Muse  as  hell : 

Pure  paleness  will  with  Charin  dwell.     Elphin^Um, 

LXXYIII.      OK   FESTUS,   WHO   STABBED   HIMSELF. 

When  a  devouring  malady  attacked  his  unoffending  throat, 
and  its  black  poison  extended  its  ravages  over  his  face,  Festus, 
consoling  his  weeping  friends,  while  his  own  eyes  were  dry, 
determined  to  seek  the  Styman  lake.     He  did  not  however 

Eollute  his  pious  mouth  with  secret  poison.,  or  aggravate 
is  sad  fate  by  lingering  famine,  but  ended  his  pure  life  by  a 
death  befitting  a  Koman,  and  freed  his  spirit  in  a  nobler  way. 
Tiiis  death  fame  may  place  above  that  oi  the  great  Cato ;  for 
Domitian  was  Festus*  friend  .^ 

When  the  dire  auinsey  choked  his  noble  breath, 
And  o'er  his  lace  the  blackening  venom  stole, 

Festus  disdain'd  to  wait  a  lingering  death. 

Cheered  his  sad  friends,  and  fre^  his  dauntless  souL 

Nor  meagre  famine's  slowly-wastinff  force, 
*  Nor  hemlock's  gradual  dullness  he  endured ; 

But  closed  his  life  a  truly  Roman  course, 
And  with  one  blow  his  liberty  secured.  Uodgwu 

That  is,  he  does  not  blush  at  his  infamy. 
*  Cato  said  that  he  died  to  avoid  looking  on  the  face  of  the  tyrant  C 


BOOK  I.J  XflOBAHS.  65 

LZXIX.      TO  ATTALUS,  A  BTTSY-BODT. 

Attalus,  ^ou  are  ever  acting  the  barrister,  or  acting  the 
man  of  business :  whether  there  is  or  is  not  a  part  for  you  to 
act,  Attalus,  70U  are  always  acting  a  part.  If  lawsuits  and 
business  are  not  to  be  round,  Attalus,  you  act  the  mule- 
driver.  Attalus,  lest  a  part  should  be  wanting  for  you  to 
act,  act  the  part  of  executioner  on  yourself. 

You  act  the  pleader,  and  you  act  the  man 

Of  business ;  acting  is  your  constant  jplan : 

So  prone  to  act,  the  coachman's  part  is  tried ; 

Lest  all  parts  fail  thee,  act  the  suicide.  L,  H,  S. 

LZZX.      TO   CAKUS. 

On  the  last  night  of  your  life,  Canus,  a  sportula  was  the 
object  of  your  wishes.  I  suppose  the  cause  of  your  ddath 
WEB,  Canus,  that  there  was  only  one.^ 

The  sportule,  that  last  night  poor  Ganus  sought, 
Has  surdy  slain  him ;  for  but  one  he  caught. 

ElpAitutoM. 

LXTXT.      TO   BOSIBIAiriTS. 

You  know  that  you  are  the  son  of  a  slave,  and  you  in- 
genuously confess  it,  when  you  call  your  &ther,  Sosibianus, 
•*  master."  * 

That  thou  *rt  son  to  a  slave,  thou  dost  frankly  record, 
When,  Sosibian,  thou  titlest  thy  father  '*My  lord.*' 

LZZXn.      ON  BSGUrUS. 

See  from  what  mischief  this  portico,  which,  overthrown  amid 
douda  of  dust,  stretches  its  long  ruins  over  the  ground,  lies 
absolved.  For  Begulus  had  but  just  been  carried  in  his  Htter 
under  its  arch,  and  had  got  out  of  the  way,  when  forthwith, 
borne  down  by  its  own  weight,  it  fell ;  and,  being  no  longer 
in  fear  for  its  master,  it  came  down  free  from  bloodguiltiness, 
a  harmlees  ruin,  without  any  attendant  anxiety.  After  the  fear 

^  He  had  hoped  for  several  largesMS ;  he  died  of  mortification  at  re- 
oeiving  only  one. 

'  The  mother  of  Sosibianus  had  been  guQty  of  adultery  with  a  slave. 
When  Sosibianus  calls  his  reputed  father  Dominua,  as  a  title  of  respect, 
but  which  was  also  a  term  for  a  master  of  slaves,  he  confesses  himself  a 
9ema,  or  bom-slave. 

F 


66  MAETIAIi'S 

of  80  great  a  cause  for  complaint  is  passed,  who  would  deny, 
fiegulus,  that  you,  for  whose  sake  the  £sdl  was  innoxious,  are 
an  object  of  care  to  the  gods  ? 

The  portico,  that,  mould'xing  here, 

Her  mehmcholy  wreck  extends : 
From  what  a  mighty  mischief  clear, 

A  wise  and  wming  witness  lends. 
Hardly  had  Ree:ulus  rode  by. 

When,  trembling  with  unwieldy  weight. 
No  passenger  before  her  eye. 

She  rush'd  upon  a  bloodless  fate. 

If  totf  ring  towers  so  cautious  be, 
What  guardian-gods  encircle  thee! 
^  SlpHnstom, 

LXEXIII.      OK  UAJSHSTELL. 

Tour  lap-dog,  Manneia^  licks  your  mouth  and  lips :  I  do 
not  wonder  at  a  dog  liking  to  eat  ordure.' 

On  thy  loYed  lips  the  whelpling  lambent  hung : 

No  wonder  if  a  dog  can  feed  on  dung.  ElpkituiaiL. 

LXXXIT.      OK  QT7IBIKALIS. 

Qoirinalis,  though  he  wishes  to  have  children,  has  no  in- 
tention of  taking  a  wife,  and  has  found  out  in  what  way  he 
can  accomplish  his  object.  He  takes  to  him  his  maid-servants, 
and  fills  his  house  and  his  lands  with  slaye-knights.'  Quiri- 
nalis  is  a  true  pater-familias. 

Sly  Quirinalis  cares  not  much  to  wed, 

Tet  wotdd  partake  the  offspring  of  the  bed. 

But  yet  what  trick,  what  custom  is 't  he  uses  ? 

Most  certain  he  his  chambermaids  abuses. 

So  stocks  his  house  and  fields :  how  truly  he 

Is  call*d  the  father  of  his  family  ?  FMeker. 

IiZXXV.      OK  AK  JLUOTIOKSBS. 

A  wag  of  an  auctioneer,  offering  for  sale  some  cultivated 
heights,  and  some  beautiful  acres  of  land  near  the  city,  says, 
''  If  any  one  imagines  that  Marius  is  compelled  to  sell,  he  is 

*  A  sarcasm  on  the  foulness  of  Manneia's  breath. 
'  Equitibus  rernis.    (See  Hemridi  on  Jut.  iz.  10.)    Spm  vmma,  the 
offipring  of  a  knight  and  a  slave. 


BOOK  I.  jSFia&AMs:  67 

mistaken ;  Marios  owes  nothing :  on  the  contrary,  he  rather 
has  money  to  put  out  at  interest."  '*  What  is  his  reason,  then, 
for  selling ? "  "In  this  place  he  lost  all  his  slaves,  and  his 
cattle,  and  his  profits ;  hence  he  does  not  like  the  locality." 
Who  would  have  made  any  offer,  unless  he  had  wished  to 
lose  all  his  property?  So  the  ill-fated  land  remains  with 
Marius. 

When  the  hiffh-cultured  hills  hy  the  glib  auctioneer, 
And  the  villas  fair  acres  were  entered  fall  dear ; 
He  's  a  blockhead,  my  buyers,  Trho  offers  the  flout 
That  a  Marius  must  sell,  who  mi^ht  rather  lend  out. 
What's  the  reason  no  slaves,  flocks,  or  fruits,  we  can  trace  ? 
There 's  the  reason,  I  fear,  why  he  likes  not  the  place. 
Who  would  bid  for  such  purchase^  or  less,  or  bid  more, 
Who  not  wish'd  to  lose  servants,  and  cattle,  and  store  ? 
Then  the  case  of  poor  Marius  we  well  understand, 
And  the  cause  why  the  premises  hang  on  his  hand. 

ElphinstoH, 
Lxxxvi.    OK  irovras. 

Norius  is  my  neighbour,  and  may  be  reached  by  the  hand 
from  my  windows.  Who  would  not  envy  me,  and  think  me 
a  happy  man  every  hour  of  the  day  when  I  may  enjoy  the 
society  of  one  so  near  to  me  ?  But,  he  is  as  far  removed 
from  me  as  Terentianus,  who  is  now  governor  of  Syene  on 
the  Nile.  I  am  not  privileged  either  to  live  with  him,  or  even 
see  him,  or  hear  hun ;  nor  in  the  whole  city  is  there  any 
one  at  once  so  near  and  so  far  from  me.  I  must  remove 
tether  off,  or  he  must.  If  any  one  wishes  not  to  see  Novius, 
let  him  become  his  neighbour  or  his  fellow-lodger. 

My  neighbour  Hunks's  house  and  mine 

Are  hunt  so  near  they  almost  join; 

The  windows  too  project  so  much. 

That  through  the  casements  we  may  touch. 

Nay,  I  'm  so  happy,  most  men  think. 

To  live  so  near  a  man  of  chink, 

That  they  are  apt  to  envy  me, 

For  keeping  such  good  company : 

But  he  ^  as  far  from  me,  I  tow. 

As  London  is  from  good  Lord  Howe ; 

For  when  old  Hunks  I  chance  to  meet. 

Or  one  or  both  must  quit  the  street. 

Thus  he  who  would  not  see  old  Boger, 
Must  be  his  neighbour — or  his  lodger.  Stei/t. 

F  2 


68  HJLBTLIli*8 

Sir  Formal's  house  adjoining  stands : 

We  from  OUT  windows  may  shake  handSi. 

Blest  situation !  you  will  say. 

Do  not  you  envy  me,  I  pray, 

Who  may,  at  earl]^  hours  and  late, 

Enjoy  a  mend  so  intimate  P 

Sir  Formal  is  to  me  as  near 

As  is  the  Consul  at  Algier. 

So  far  from  intimacy  is  it. 

We  seldom  speak,  we  never  visit. 

In  the  whole  town  no  soul  can  be 

So  near,  and  yet  so  far  from  me. 

Tis  time  for  him  or  me  to  start ; 

We  cannot  meet,  unless  we  part 

Would  you  Sir  Formal  keep  aloof? 

'"ake  lodgings  under  the  same  roof.  Hay. 

LZXXVII.      TO  nSSOEKKLL. 

That  you  may  not  be  disagreeably  fragrant  with  your  yes* 
terday's  wine,  you  devour,  luxurious  Fescennia,  certain  of 
Cosmus's  ^  perfumes.  Breakfasts  of  such  a  nature  leave  their 
mark  on  the  teeth,  but  form  no  barrier  against  the  emanations 
which  escape  from  the  depths  of  the  stomach.  Nay,  the  fetid 
smell  is  but  the  worse  when  mixed  with  perfume,  and  the 
double  odour  of  the  breath  is  carried  but  the  further. 
Cease  then  to  use  frauds  but  too  well  known,  and  disguises 
well  understood ;  and  simply  intoxicate  yourself. 

Each  mome  rich  lozenges  thou  eat'st,  the  stinke, 
Fescennia,  to  hide  o'  trr  last  night's  drinke : 
Such  breakfasts  smear  thy  chapps ;  but  all  in  vaine, 
When  those  sowre  fumes  thou  must  belch  up  againe. 
Nay,  mixt  with  those  perfumes  the  stinke  is  worse, 
And  further  ^oes  with  this  redoubled  force : 
The  cheats,  di8Cover*d  now,  and  too  weU  knowne. 
Lay  by  \  and  henceforth  smell  of  drinke  alone. 

Old  MS,  im  Ceid. 

Lxxxrni.    OK  aloihvs. 

Alcimus,  whom,  snatched  from  thy  lord  in  thy  opening 
years,  the  Labican  earth  covers  with  light  turf,  receive,  not 
a  nodding  mass  of  Parian  marble, — ^an  unenduring  monument 

'  Cosmus :  a  oelebrated  perfumer  of  the  day,  and  frequently  men- 
tioned. 


BOOK  I.]  EflOBAHS.  69 

which  misapplied  toil  gives  to  the  dead, — but  shapely  box- 
trees  and  the  dark  shaaes  of  the  pahn  leaf,  and  dewy  flowers 
of  the  mead  which  bloom  from  being  watered  with  my  tears. 
Beoeiye,dear  youth,  the  memorials  of  my  grief :  this  tribute  will 
live  for  thee  in  all  time.  When  Lachesis  shall  have  spun  to  the 
end  of  my  last  hour,  I  shall  ask  no  other  honours  for  my  ashes. 

Snatch'd  from  thy  lord  in  thy  youth's  Tcrdant  bloome, 
Whose  earth  nought  but  earth-turfes  gently  entombe : 
Accept  no  vague  vast  marble  piles,  which  must 
Instead  of  keeping  thine,  themselves  bee  dust : 
Butt  this  iraile  boxe  and  palme-trees'  gloomy  shade. 
And  greene  sodds,  with  my  dewy  teares  so  made : 
Accept,  deare  boy,  these  griefe  pour'd  on  thy  hearse, 
Thus  shall  thy  name  live  ever  in  my  verse. 
When  Fates  my  life's  last  thredd  shaU  cutt  in  twaine, 
May  I  no  other  grave,  than  such,  obtayne. 

Old  MS,  nth  Cent. 

Sweet  innocent,  whom  wishes  could  not  save, 

Light  be  the  turf  that  rests  upon  thy  grave ! 

No  Parian  marble  thine,  whose  pomp  might  prove 

The  sctdptor's  labour,  not  the  parent's  love. 

The  humble  box,  and  festil  vine  thy  bier. 

Thy  home  the  mead,  thy  monument  a  tear. 

O  early  lost,  accept  my  votive  lay, 

The  last  fond  tribute  which  the  Muse  can  pay : 

And  when  too  ling*ring  age  has  closed  my  doom. 

My  heart's  asylum  be— -a  daughter's  tomb. 

E,  B.  Greene,  1774. 

Dear  boy !  whom,  torn  in  early  youth  away, 

The  light  turf  covers  in  Labicum's  way. 

Receive  no  tomb  hewn  &om  the  Parian  cave 

By  useless  toil  to  moulder  o'er  the  grave ; 

But  box  and  shady  palms  shall  flourish  here, 

And  softest  herbage  green  with  many  a  tear. 

Dear  boy !  these  records  of  my  grief  receive, 

These  simple  honours  that  will  bloom  and  live ; 

And  be,  when  Fate  has  spun  my  latest  line, 

My  ashes  honour'd,  as  I  honour  thine !  George  Lamb, 

LTnCTTX.     TO  oiinrA. 

Tou  always  whisper  into  every  one's  ear,  Cinna;  you 
whisper  even  what  might  be  said  in  the  hearing  of  the  whole 
world.    You  laugh,  you  complain,  you  dispute,  you  weep, 


70  KAstlil's 

vou  siog,  jou  criticise,  you  are  silent,  jou  are  noisy ;  and  all 
in  one's  ear.  Has  this  disease  so  thorougbly  taken  posses- 
sion of  you,  that  you  often  praise  Caesar,  Cinna,  in  the  ear  ?  ^ 

Cinna,  thou  'rt  ever  whispering  in  the  ear, 

And  whispering  that  which  dl  the  world  may  hear. 

Thou  laugh'st  i'  th'  ear,  weep*8t,  quairerst,  dost  dispute  ; 

Thou  Bigh'st  i'  th*  ear,  dost  hollow,  and  art  mute : 

So  far  thou  'rt  gone  in  this  disease,  I  swear, 

Thou  praisest  Csesar  often  in  the  ear.  Amm.  1695. 

Tour  powder'd  nose  you  thrust  in  every  ear, 

And  whisper  that  wmch  all  the  world  may  hear: 

In  whispers  smile,  or  wear  a  dismal  fiice : 

In  whispers  state,  or  else  lament,  the  ease : 

Now  hum  a  tune,  judicious  now  appear ; 

Now  hold  your  tongue,  now  hollow  in  the  ear. 

Is  this  a  secret  too  F    Your  accent  raise : 

We  love  the  king,  whom  you  in  whispers  praise.     Hof. 

XG.      ON  BASBA. 

Inasmuch  as  I  never  saw  you,  Bassa,  surrounded  by  a 
crowd  of  admirers,  and  report  in  no  case  assigned  to  you  a 
favoured  lover ;  but  every  duty  about  your  person  was  con- 
.  stantly  performed  by  a  crowd  of  your  own  sex,  without  the 
presence  of  even  one  man ;  you  seemed  to  me,  I  confess  it, 
to  be  a  Lucretia. 

At  tu,  proh  fadnus,  Bassa,  fiitutor  eras. 
Inter  se  geminos  audes  committere  cunnos, 

Mentitor  que  virum  prodigiosa  Venus. 
Commenta  es  dignum  Thebano  senigmate  monstnun, 

Hie  ubi  vir  non  est,  ut  sit  adulterium. 

That  I  ne*er  saw  thee  in  a  coach  with  man, 

Nor  thy  chaste  name  in  wanton  satire  met ; 
That  from  thy  sex  thy  liking  never  ran. 

So  as  to  simer  a  male  servant  yet ;  - 
I  thought  thee  the  Lucretia  of  our  time : 

But,  Bassa,  thou  the  while  a  Tribas  wert, 
And  clashing — ^with  a  prodi^ous  crime 

Didst  act  of  man  th  inimitable  part 
What  (Edipus  this  riddle  can  untie  P 

Without  a  male  there  was  adultery.  5MAgr. 

'  When  his  praise  ought  to  be  proclaimed  aloud  ererywherc 


BOOK  I.]  SPieSAKS.  71 


XCI.      TO  L^LIUB. 

Yoa  do  not  pnbliflh  your  own  Terses,  LteliuB ;  you  criti- 
cise mine.  Pray  cease  to  criticise  mine,  or  else  puolish  your 
own* 

Thou  blam'st  my  verses  and  conoeal*8t  thine  own : 

Or  publish  thine,  or  else  let  mine  alone !  Amm.  1695. 

XOII.      TO  HAKTSIAinTS. 

CestuB  with  tears  in  his  eyes  often  complains  to  me, 
Mamurianus,  of  being  touched  with  your  finger.^  You  need 
not  use  your  finger  merely ;  take  Cestus  aU  to  yourself,  if 
nothing  else  is  wanting  in  your  establishment,  Mamurianus.* 
But  if  you  have  neither  fire,  nor  legs  for  your  bare  bedstead, 
nor  broken  basin  of  Chione  or  Antiope ;  *  if  a  cloak  greasy 
and  worn  hangs  down  your  back,  and  a  Gallic  jacket  covers 
only  half  of  your  loins ;  and  if  you  feed  on  the  smell  alone  of 
the  dark  kitchen,  and  drink  on  your  knees  dirty  water  with 
the  dog ; 

Non  culum,  neque  enim  est  cuius,  qui  non  cacat  olim, 
Sed  fodiam  digito  qui  super  est  oculum.^ 

Nee  me  zelotypum  nee  dixeris  esse  malignum  : 
Denique  psedica,  Mamuriane,  satur. 

XCUI.      Oir  AQTTIKUS  AlTD  PABBTCnTS. 

Here  reposes  Aquinus,  reimited  to  his  faithful  Fabricias, 
who  rejoices  in  having  preceded  him  to  the  Elysian  retreats. 
This  double  altar  bears  record  that  each  was  honoured  with 
the  rank  of  chief  centurion ;  but  that  praise  is  of  still  greater 
worth  which  you  read  in  this  shorter  inscription:  Both 
were  united  in  the  sacred  bond  of  a  toell^tpent  life,  and,  what 
ie  rarely  known  to  fame,  werefnende, 

^  See  Kingsley's  Hypatia,  c.  5,  p.  57,  ed.  2. 

*  Mamurianus  ia  ridiculed  for  his  sordid  and  licentious  life.  He  had 
but  one  eye,  as  appeaxa  from  what  is  said  below.     Cestus  was  Martial's 


'  Names  of  courtesans,  from  whom  Martial  intimates  that  Mamurianiif 
would  accept  broken  vessels. 

*■  A  play  on  the  words  ctiAa  and  oculm.  A  common  threat  was,  *'OeiJM 
UH  ^odiam^**  often  used  in  Plautns. 


72  MABTIAX*B 

Here  with  Aquiniu  is  Fabricius  laid, 

Rejoiced  to  find  him  in  the  realms  of  shade. 

Graved  on  this  tomb  is  either  soldier's  name  i 

Alike  their  friendship,  and  alike  their  fieane.       Hodgum, 

XOIT.      AD   iBOLEK  FJSLLATBICEH. 

Cantasti  male,  dum  fututa  ea,  iElgle. 
Jam  cantaa  bene ;  basianda  non  ea.^ 

O  Egle,  nei  tempi  che  fosti  immembrata  cantavi  male.  Ora  die 
canti-  l^e,  la  tua  bocca  fa  schifo.    OragUa, 

XOT.     TO  ^Liris. 

In  constantly  making  a  clamour,  and  obstructing  the 
pleaders  with  your  noise,  .£lius,  you  act  not  without  an 
object ;  you  look  for  pay  to  hold  your  tongue. 

That  bawlers  you  outbawl,  the  busy  crush. 

No  idler  you,  who  bring  to  sale  your  hush.        MpUmUm. 

XOYI.      TO  HIS  TEBSE,   OK  A  LIOXITTIOUS  CHABACTEB. 

If  it  is  not  disagreeable,  and  does  not  annoy  you,  my  verse, 
say,  I  prithee,  a  word  or  two  in  the  ear  of  our  friend  Mater- 
nus,  so  that  he  alone  may  hear.  That  admirer  of  sad-colouiv 
ed  coats,  clad  in  the  costume  of  the  banks  of  the  river  Bstis, 
and  in  grey  garments,  who  deems  the  wearers  of  scarlet 
not  men,  and  calls  amethyst-coloured  robes  the  dress  of  wo- 
men, however  much  he  may  praise  natural  hues,  and  be  al- 
ways seen  in  dark  colours,  has  at  the  same  time  morals  of 
an  extremely  flagrant  hue.^  You  will  ask  whence  I  suspect 
him  of  effeminacy.  We  go  to  the  same  baths ;  *  Do  you  aak 
me  who  this  is  P    His  name  has  escaped  me. 

My  darling  muse,  if 't  is  no  troublous  task, 
Or  painful  toil,  let  me  one  favour  ask. 

Olim,  quanquam  maid  cantabas,  nee  tamen  natune  adTersabaria,  om- 
nes  te  basure  volebant ;  none  autem,  cum  os  tuum  foBdaveris,  quia  ta 
basiabit  7 

'  GdBnnot  hahet  mores.  GaJbinui  is  a  diminutiTo  from  gaOnOy  yellow; 
and  as  clothes  of  that  colour  were  thought  too  gay,  the  woid  was  used  in 
the  signification  ot  effeminate, 

• Aspicit  nihil  sursum, 

Sed  spectat  ocnlis  devorantibus  draucos 
Nee  otiosis  mcntulis  videt  labria. 


BOOK  I.]  KPIGBAH8.  73 

Go,  drop  these  few  in  our  Matemus'  ear ; 

But  so  that  he,  and  only  he,  shall  hear. 

Yon  saUow  lover  of  the  sad  array, 

Whom  Bfetis  ever  clothes,  or  moUey  grey 

Who  none,  in  scarlet,  can  esteem  as  men ; 

Who  all,  empurpled,  would  with  females  pen ; 

Who  hugs  the  natiye  hue,  detests  all  dye, 

Unless,  perhaps,  what  saves  from  glare  the  eye : 

Though  o£Euscation  overcast  his  wnole, 

GallMmJan  manners  tinge  his  inmost  soid. 

Inquiry,  of  the  who,  my  course  has  stopped. 

Inquirer,  pardon :  I  the  name  have  dropp'd.     Elpkinstou, 

xcvn.     TO  NiETOLTrS. 

When  every  one  is  talking,  then  ai^d  then  only,  Nffivolus,  do 
yon  open  yonr  mouth ;  and  you  think  yourself  an  advocate  and 
a  pleader.  In  such  a  way  every  one  may  be  eloquent.  But 
see,  everybody  is  silent ;  say  something  now,  Nffivolus. 

Still  in  a  crowd  of  noise  thy  voice  is  heard, 

And  think'st  thyself  a  lawyer  for  thy  prattle ; 
m  this  account  each  man  that  wears  a  beard 
May  be  as  wise.    Lo,  all  men  peace !  Now  prattle. 

Fleieker, 

XCYUl,      TO  FLACCrS,  OV  niODOSUS. 

Diodorus  goes  to  law,  Elaccus,  and  has  the  gout  in  his  feet. 
Bat  he  pays  his  counsel  nothing;  surely  he  has  the  gout 
also  in  his  hands. 

Thou  'st  gouty  feet,  yet  stoutly  dost  withstand 

At  law,  and  pa/st  no  fees  the  court  demand : 

Is  not  the  gout,  Diodore,  in  thy  hand  ?  Amm.  1695. 

XCIX.     TO  CiXXinTS. 

But  a  short  time  since,  Calenus,  you  had  not  quite  two 
milHons  of  sesterces ;  but  you  were  so  prodigal  and  open- 
handed,  and  hospitable,  that  all  your  friends  wished  you 
ten  millions.  Heaven  heard  the  wish  and  our  prayers ;  and 
within,  I  think,  six  months,  four  deaths  G;ave  you  the  de- 
sired fortune.  But  you,  as  if  ten  millions  had  not  been  left 
toyoUy  but  taken  firom  you,  condemned  yourself  to  such  absti- 
nence, wretched  man,  that  you  prepare  even  your  most  sump- 
taous  feasts,  which  you  provide  only  once  in  the  whole  year, 


74  1£ABTIAL'8 

at  the  cost  of  but  a  few  dirty  pieces  of  black  coin ;  and 
we,  seven  of  your  old  companions,  stand  you  in  just  half  a 
pound  of  leaden  money.  What  blessing  are  we  to  invoke 
upon  you  worthy  of  such  merits  ?  We  wish  you,  Calenus,  a 
fortune  of  a  hundred  millions.  If  this  falls  to  your  lot,  you 
will  die  of  hunger. 

When  some  time  since  you  had  not  clear 

Ahove  three  hundred  pounds  a  year, 

You  lived  so  well,  your  hounty  such, 

Your  friends  all  wish'd  you  twice  as  much : 

Heaven  with  our  wishes  soon  complied  $ 

In  six  months  four  relations  died. 

But  you,  so  far  from  having  more, 

Seem  rohb'd  of  what  you  had  before : 

A  greater  miser  every  day. 

Live  in  a  cursed  starving  way : 

Scarce  entertain  us  once  a  year ; 

And  then  not  worth  a  groat  the  cheer : 

Seven  old  companions,  men  of  sense. 

Scarce  cost  you  now  as  many  pence. 

What  shall  we  wish  yoy  on  our  part  ? 

What  wish  can  equal  your  desert  ? 

Thousands  a  year  may  heaven  grant ! 

Then  you  will  starve,  and  die  for  want !        Hay. 

Possess'd  of  scarce  three  hundred  clear. 

How  blithely  roU'd  the  lib'ral  year ! 

So  kind  thy  hand,  thy  heart  so  free, 

T  was  almost  prodigality : 

Each  friend  made  happy  wished  thee  more, 

Thy  worth  increasing  with  thy  store. 

HeaVn  has  indulged  the  grateful  call : 

Seven  moons  revolved,  profusely  fall 

The  showers  of  wealth,  the  kindred  breath 

Four  darts  unerring  closed  in  death. 

While  thou,  as  not  a  mite  were  left, 

As  of  thy  little  all  bereft. 

Where  Joy  should  smile  bidst  Avarice  firowa, 

I>imm*d  every  gem  in  Plenty's  crown ! 

In  annual  pomps  we  coldly  greet 

One  solitary  sumptuous  treat, 

The  treat  to  glut  thy  sordid  pride 

Cheaply  from  basest  coin  supply*d 

To  seven  choice  friends ;  your  choicest  food 

As  your  light  guineas  light  and  good. 


BOOK  I.]  XPIOBAKB.  76 

What  prayers  shall  now  engage  the  friend  f 
Prayers  for  thy  riches  without  end : 
That  meagre  Famine  death  will  give 
To  him  whose  meanness  does  not  live. 

E.  B.  Oreene,  1774. 

0.      ON  APBA. 

Aira  talks  of  her  papas  and  her  mammas ;  but  she  herselt 
may  be  called  the  grandmamma  of  her  papas  and  mammas. 

Though  papa  and  mamma,  my  dear. 

So  prettuy  you  call, 
Yet  you,  metmnks,  yourself  appear 

The  grand-mamma  of  aU.  Bouquet,  1784. 

OX.      Oir  THE  PEATH   OF  HIS   AlfAFUENSIS   DEMETBIUS. 

Demetrius,  whose  hand  was  once  the  faithful  confidant  of 
my  Terses,  so  useful  to  his  master,  and  so  well  known  to  the 
Caesars,  baa  yielded  up  his  brief  life  in  its  early  prime.  A 
fonrtb  harvest  had  been  added  to  his  years,  which  previously 
numbered  fifteen.  That  he  might  not,  however,  aescend  to 
the  Strgian  shades  as  a  slave,  I,  when  the  accursed  disease 
had  seized  and  was  withering  him,  took  precaution,  and  re- 
mitted to  the  sick  youth  all  my  right  over  him  as  his  master ; 
he  was  worthy  of  restoration  to  health  through  my  fi;ift.'  He 
appreciated,  with  failing  faculties,  the  kindness  which  he  had 
leeeived ;  and  on  the  point  of  departing,  a  firee  man,  to  the 
Tartarean  waters,  saluted  me  as  his  patron. 

That  hand,  to  all  my  labours  once  so  true, 

Which  I  so  loved,  and  which  the  CflBsars  knew ; 

Forsook  the  dear  Demetrius'  blooming  prime : 

Three  lustres  and  four  harvests  all  his  time. 

That  not  to  Styx  a  slave  he  should  descend. 

When  fell  contagion  urged  him  to  his  end ; 

We  cheei'd,  with  all  our  rights,  the  pining  boy. 

Oh !  that  the  convalescent  could  enjoy. 

He  tasted  his  reward,  his  patron  bless'd, 

And  went  a  free  man  to  eternal  rest  StpkimhiL 

en.      TO  LTCOBIS. 

The  painter  who  drew  your  Venus,  Lycoris,  paid  court,  I 
suppose,  to  Minerva.* 

'  /.  0,,  would  that  my  gift  could  have  restored  him  to  health. 
'  Represented  Venus  less  beantifttl  than  she  is,  in  order  to  please  Mi- 
ner\'a,  her  rival  for  the  golden  apple. 


76  habtial'b 

That  Painter  sure,  Lycoris,  meant  to  shew 
Favour  to  Pallas,  who  thy  Venus  drew.        Moff. 

cm.      TO   SCiBTOLA. 

"  If  the  gods  were  to  give  me  a  fortune  of  a  million  se^ 
terces/*  you  used  to  say,  ScsBvola,  before  you  were  a  ful^ 
knight,'  "oh  how  would  I  live!  how  magnificently,  how 
happily!"  The  complaisant  deities  smiled  and  granted 
your  wish.  Since  that  time  your  toga  has  become  much 
more  dirtv,  your  cloak  worse ;  your  shoe  has  been  sewn  up 
three  and  lour  times ;  of  ten  olives  the  greater  portion  is 
always  put  by,  and  one  spread  of  the  table  serves  for  two 
meals;  the  thick  dregs  of  pink  Yejentan  wine  are  your 
drink  ;  a  plate  of  lukewarm  peas  costs  you  a  penny ;  your 
mistress  a  penny  likewise.  Cheat  and  liar,  let  us  go  before 
the  tribunal  of  the  gods ;  and  either  live,  ScsBvola,  as  befits 
you,  or  restore  to  the  gods  your  million  sesterces. 

Thou  saidst  when  yet  thou  hadst  not  a  knight's  fee, 

**  If  Heaven  would  grant  four  thousand  pounds  to  me, 

Oh !  in  what  ease,  what  splendour,  I  would  live !  " 

The  easy  gods  smiled,  and  the  sum  did  ffive. 

But  then  thy  gown  was  sordid;  cloak,  uiread-bare; 

Shoes  thrice  and  four  times  clouted  thou  didst  wear. 

Of  poor  ten  olives,  some  were  still  set  up ; 

On  the  same  meat  thou  usest  twice  to  sup ; 

Lees  of  wine  served,  that  at  Veientus  grew, 

A  pen'orth  o'  peas,  a  penny  mistress  too. 

We  '11  sue  the  cheat :  live  better,  or  refund 

Unto  the  gods  thou  'st  mook'd  four  thousand  pound. 

Jnon.  1695. 

CIV.      OK  A  BPBOTACLB  HT  THB  ABEKA. 

When  we  see  the  leopard  bear  upon  his  spotted  neck  a 
light  and  easy  yoke,  and  the  furious  tigers  endure  with  pa- 
tience the  blows  of  the  whip ;  the  stags  champ  the  golden 
curbs ;  the  Libyan  bears  tamed  by  the  bit ;  a  boar,  huge  as 
that  which  Calydon  is  said  to  have  produced,  obey  the  purple 
muzzle ;  the  ugly  buffaloes  drag  chariots,  and  the  elephant, 
when  ordered  to  dance  nimbly,  pay  prompt  obedience  to  his 
swarthy  leader ;  who  would  not  imagine  such  things  a  spec- 

^  That  is,  before  you  had  four  hundred  thousand  sesterces ;  which  was 
the  fortune  that  a  man  must  have  before  he  could  be  a  knight. 


BOOK  1.]  ZPIOBAMB.  77 

tacle  given  by  the  gods  ?  These,  however,  anv  one  disre- 
gards as  of  inferior  attraction  who  sees  the  condescension  of 
the  lions,  which  the  swift-footed  timorous  hares  fatigue  in 
the  chase.  They  let  go  the  little  animals,  catch  them  again, 
and  caress  them  when  caught,  and  the  latter  are  safer  in  their 
captors'  mouths  than  elsewhere ;  since  the  lions  delight  in 
granting  them  free  passage  through  their  open  jaws,  and  in 
holding  their  teeth  as  with  fear,  for  they  are  ashamed  to  crush 
the  tender  prey,  after  having  just  come  from  slaving  bulls. 
This  clemency  does  not  proceed  from  art ;  the  lions  know 
whom  they  serve. 

On  painted  neck  the  pard  sustains 

The  tendet  yoke,  and  loves  the  reins. 

The  furious  tiser  knows  the  crack, 

And  timely  ta&es  the  keenest  smack. 

The  staggard  champs  the  golden  bit  ■ 

The  Libyan  bears  to  chains  submit 

A  beast,  like  Calydon's  of  yore, 

Boasts  headbands  never  bristler  wore. 

The  shapeless  huffier  draws  the  wain : 

The  monster  moves  beneath  the  chain 

Of  his  black  ruler,  and  obeys. 

As  bid  to  earn  the  prancer's  praise. 

Worthy  the  gaze  of  gods  are  aU : 

Yet  mortals  will  pronounce  them  small, 

When  they  the  humble  hunts  admire 

Of  lions,  whom  the  leVrets  tire. 

Behold  them  seized,  and  now  let  go  ; 

Now  see  them  swallow'd  by  the  foe. 

Yet  safer  in  the  mouth  the  prey, 

Than  when  it  farthest  flies  away 

The  fondling  jaws  all  pervious  hang. 

How  dextrous  is  the  tunid  tang ! 

To  hurt  a  hare,  they  grin  with  shame. 

Who  late  the  stoutest  steers  o*ercame. 

Art  ne'er  produced  the  pitying  play : 

They  know  what  master  they  obey.        Elphinsitm, 

CT.     TO   QTJIlTTrS   OTrDlTTS. 

The  moe,  Ovidius,  which  is  grown  in  the  Nomentan  fields, 
in  proportion  as  it  receives  the  addition  of  years,  puts  off, 
througn  age,  its  character  and  name ;  and  the  jar  thus  ancient 
receives  whatever  name  you  please.^ 

^  Being  mellowed  by  age,  it  may  be  called  Faleniian,  Cecuban,  or  any 
other  name  given  to  the  best  wioes. 


78  vabtial's 

The  pure,  my  Oyid,  from  Nomentan  vines, 

If  all-improving  age's  smile  she  boast ; 
Her  nature  and  her  name  at  once  resigns, 

For  th'  appellation  that  endears  her  most. 

Elpkimtom. 

CTT.     TO   BrFUB. 

Bufus,  you  ofiben  pour  water  into  your  wine,  and,  if  hard 
pressed  by  your  companion,  you  drink  just  a  cup  now  and 
then  of  diluted  Ealernian.  Pray,  is  it  that  NsBvia  has  pro- 
mised you  a  night  of  bliss ;  and  you  prefer  by  sobriety  to 
enhance  your  enjoyment?  You  sigh,  you  are  silent,  you 
groan:  she  has  refused  you.  You  may  drink,  then,  and 
often,  cups  of  four-fold  size,  and  drown  in  wine  your  concern 
at  her  cruelty.  Why  do  you  spare  yourself,  Kufus  P  You 
have  nothing  before  you  but  to  sleep. 

Rufus,  I  must  plainly  deal. 

Since  you  will  your  water  steal ; 

And,  though  prompted  by  a  friend, 

Scarce  a  drop  of  wine  will  blend ; 

Naughty  Nsvia,  in  her  spite, 

Promised  you  a  pleasing  night : 

And  you  sober  will  prefer 

Jocund  certainty  with  her. 

Lo !  you  sigh,  look  wise,  and  groan : 

She  denies  r  my  Rufus,  own. 

Therefore  drink  your  sorrow  down. 

And  your  shame  in  goblets  drown. 

Neither  wise  it  now,  nor  weep : 

Hapless  Rufus,  you  must  sleep.  ElphintUm. 

CTH.     TO   LUCIUS   JULIUS. 

You  often  say  to  me,  dearest  Lucius  Julius,  ^  Write  some- 
thing great :  you  take  your  ease  too  much."  Give  me  then 
leisure, — but  leisure  such  as  that  which  of  old  Ma&cenas  gave 
to  his  Horace  and  his  VirgQ, — and  I  would  endeavour  to  write 
something  which  should  live  through  time,  and  to  snatch  my 
name  from  the  flames  of  the  funeral  pyre.  Steers  are  un- 
willing to  carry  their  yoke  into  barren  fields.  A  fat  soil  fa- 
tigues, but  the  very  labour  bestowed  on  it  is  delightful. 

"  Write  some  brave  piece ;  thou  'rt  lazy !  **  often  thus 
Thou  dost  reprove  me,  drarest  Julius. 


BOOK  I.]  SKaSAMS.  79 

Give  mee  bnt  ease  such  as  Macenas  ffare 

To  Uorace  and  to  Virgill,  thou  shalt  Tave 

Such  lines  as  shall  live  to  eternity, 

And  layse  my  name  above  mortality. 

In  barren  grounds  what  bootes  the  oxen's  toyle  ? 

Labour 's  rewarded  in  the  richer  soyle. 

Old  MS.  Vltk  Cent. 

Most  £unous  Julius,  thou  sayst  oft  to  me, 

**Thou  'rt  idle ;  write  things  for  eternity.** 

Give  me  such  boons,  I  cry,  such  as  of  old 

Horace  and  Virfi;il  firom  tneir  patron  hold, 

1 11  strive  to  raise  my  cares  beyond  time's  date, 

And  snatch  my  name  from  fire's  consuming  hate. 

The  ox  on  barren  fields  his  yoke  won't  bear ; 

A  fikt  soil  tires,  but  yet  the  labour 's  dear.  FUteher. 

Orni.     TO   GALLTT8. 

Tou  poesesa— and  may  it  be  yours  and  grow  larger  through 
a  long  series  of  years — a  house,  beautiful  I  admit,  but  on 
the  ouier  side  of  the  Tiber.  But  my  garret  looks  upon  the 
laurels  of  Agrippa ;  and  in  this  quarter  I  am  already  grown 
old.  I  must  move,  in  order  to  pay  you  a  morning  call,  G-allus, 
and  you  deserve  this  consideration,  even  if  your  house  were 
still  fiuther  off.  But  it  is  a  small  matter  to  yoo,  Gallus,  if  I 
add  one  to  the  number  of  your  toga-dad  visitors ;  while  it  is 
a  great  matter  to  me,  if  I  withhold  that  one.  I  myself  will 
frequently  pay  my  respects  to  you  at  the  tenth  hour.^  This 
morning  my  book  shall  wish  you  "^  good  day  "  in  my  stead. 

May  thy  fair  farm  (though  beyond  Tibei^s  site), 

As  it  does  now,  thee  more  and  more  delight ! 

My  rooms  Vipsanian  laurels  do  behold. 

In  the  which  region  I  am  now  grown  old : 

A  journey  't  is,  to  give  thee  the  good  mom, 

But  such  thou  art,  though  farther,  to  be  borne. 

One  gown-man  more,  yet  were  not  mudi  to  thee, 

Though  to  detain  this  one  is  much  to  me. 

My  book  shall  th'  early  ave  for  me  pay. 

And  1 11  attend  when  ended  is  the  day.       jMtm.  1695. 

CIX.     OS  A  PET  BOO  ASD  TH£  PACTTEB. 

Issa  is  more  playful  than  the  sparrow  of  Catullus.    Issa 

^  The  tenth  hour  from  soniise,  ooirespoDding  to  our  four  o'clock  in 
the  afternoon.    See  B.  iv.  Ep.  8. 


80  KABTIAL*B 

is  more  pure  than  the  kiss  of  a  dove.  Issa  is  more  loving 
than  any  maiden.  Issa  is  dearer  than  Indian  gems.  The 
little  dog  Issa  is  the  pet  of  Fublius.  If  she  comphuns,  you 
will  think  she  speaks.  She  feels  both  the  sorrow  and  the 
gladness  of  her  master.  She  lies  reclined  upon  his  neck,  and 
sleeps,  so  that  not  a  respiration  is  heard  trom  her.  And, 
however  pressed,  she  has  never  sullied  the  coyerlet  with  a 
single  spot ;  but  rouses  her  master  with  a  gentle  touch  of 
her  foot,  and  begs  to  bo  set  down  from  the  bed  and  relieved. 
Such  modesty  resides  in  this  chaste  little  animal;  she 
knows  not  the  pleasures  of  love ;  nor  do  we  find  a  mate 
worthy  of  so  tender  a  damsel.  That  her  last  hour  may  not 
carry  her  off  wholly,  Publius  has  her  limned  in  a  picture, 
in  which  you  will  see  an  Issa  so  like,  that  not  even  herself  is 
so  like  herself.  In  a  word,  place  Issa  and  the  picture  side 
by  side,  and  you  will  imagine  either  both  real,  or  both  painted. 

Issa  's  more  full  of  sport  and  wanton  play 

Than  that  pet  sparrow  by  Catullus  sung ; 
Issa 's  more  pure  and  cleanly  in  her  way 

Than  kisses  from  the  amorous  turtle's  tongue. 
Issa  more  winsome  is  than  any  girl 

That  ever  yet  entranced  a  level's  sight ; 
Issa 's  more  precious  than  the  Indian  pearl ; 

Issa 's  my  jPublius'  favourite  and  delight. 
Her  plaintive  voice  falls  sad  as  one  that  weeps ; 

Her  master's  cares  aAd  woes  alike  she  shares ; 
Softly  reclined  upon  his  neck  she  sleeps, 

And  scarce  to  sigh  or  draw  her  breath  she  dares.    . 
When  nature  calls,  she  modestly  obeys, 

Nor  on  the  counterpane  one  drop  will  shed ; 
But  warns  her  lord  with  gentle  foot,  and  prays 

That  he  will  raise  and  Hit  her  from  the  oed. 
So  chaste  is  she,  of  contact  so  afraid. 

She  knows  not  Venus'  rites,  nor  do  we  find 
A  husband  worthy  of  such  dainty  maid 

'Mong  all  the  clamorous  suitors  of  her  kind. 
Her,  lesx  the  day  of  fate  should  nothing  leave, 

In  pictured  form  my  Publius  hath  portray'd ; 
Where  you  so  lifelike  Issa  might  perceive, 
y  That  not  herself  a  better  likeness  made. 

\         Issa  together  with  her  portrait  lay. 

Both  real  or  both  depicted  you  would  s^. 

EnglUh  Joum.  ^JSducafum,  'Jan.  1856. 


BOOK  I.]  EPIGSAV8.  81 


OX.     TO  YELOX. 

You  complain,  Yelox,  that  the  epigrams  which  I  write 
are  long,  xou  yourself  wrifce  nothing;  jour  attempts  are 
shorter.' 

You  say  my  epirrams,  Yeloz,  too  long  are : 
You  nothing  wnte ;  sure  yours  are  shorter  far. 

Yelox  complains  my  epigrams  are  long, 
While  he  writes  none :  he  sings  a  shorter  song. 

Fletcher. 

CXI.     TO   BEGTJLT7S,   OV   SEKDIKO   HIM   A   SOCK  AND  A 
PBESEKT   OF  FBAKKI^^OEKSE. 

Since  your  reputation  for  wisdom,  and  the  care  which  you 
hestow  on  your  labours,  are  equal,  and  since  your  piety  is 
not  inferior  to  your  genius,  he  who  is  surprised'  that  a  book 
and  incense  are  presented  to  you,  Begulus,  is  ignorant  how 
to  adapt  presents  to  deserts. 

In  thee,  while  reason  and  religion  shine, 
While  wit  and  wisdom  beam  alike  divine ; 
Gifts  adequate  he  knows  not  to  bestow, 
Who  'd  give  a  book,  and  bid  no  incense  glow. 

Eiphitufon, 

CXII.      Oir  PEISGUS,  A  TTSITBEB. 

When  I  did  not  know  you,  I  used  to  address  you  as  my 
lord  and  king.  Now,  since  I  know  you  well,  you  shall  be 
plain  Priscus  with  me. 

I  styled  thee  lord  and  king,  while  yet  unknown  ; 
Plam  Priscus  now 's  the  most  that  thou  canst  own. 

Jnon.  1695. 

I  knew  thee  not :  I  hail'd  thee  lord  and  king. 
I  know  thee ;  and  plain  Priscus  is  the  thing. 

JSlphinstoH. 

CXin.      TO   THE   BEADEB. 

If,  reader,  you  wish  to  employ  some  good  hours  badly,  and 
are  an  enemy  to  your  own  leisure,  you  will  obtain  whatever 
sportive  verses  1  produced  in  my  youth  and  boyhood,  and  all 
my  trifles,  which  even  I  myself  have  forgotten,  from  Quin- 

'  Imperfect ;  abortire ;  ending  in  nothing. 

a 


82  HABTIAL*B 

tus  Pollius  Yalerianus,  who  has  resolved  not  to  let  my  light 
effusions  perish. 

Reader  of  my  roguish  lay, 

Would' 8t  thou  con  a  stripling-play^ 

AMiich  a  friend  will  never  show, 

Which  myself  could  hardly  know  ? 

Would'st  thou  waste  a  golden  hour. 

And  ahuse  thy  precious  power  ? 

Thou  to  Pollius  must  applvt 

Who  forhids  my  trash  to  die.  Eiphinstcm, 

CXiy.      TO   FAUSTIIJUS. 

These  gardens  adjoining  your  domain,  Faustinus,  and  these 
small  fields  and  moist  meadows,  Telesphorus  Fienius  owns. 
Here  he  has  deposited  the  ashes  of  his  daughter,  and  has 
consecrated  the  name,  which  you  read,  of  AntuUa ; — though 
his  own  name  should  rather  have  been  read  there.  It  had 
been  more  just  that  the  father  should  have  gone  to  the  Stygian 
shades ;  but,  since  this  was  not  permitted,  may  he  live  to 
honour  his  daughter's  remains. 

Next,  Faustin,  thine,  confess  a  Fenius*  sway ; 

Whom  modest  lawns  and  oozy  meads  obey. 

Here  his  AntuUa's  urn  receives  his  moan : 

Her  name  he  hallowM,  mourning  not  his  own. 

The  sire,  as  just,  had  woo'd  the  Stygian  shade ; 

But  sad  survives,  to  see  her  honours  paid.     Elphinsion, 

OXT.      TO  PQOGILliUS. 

A  certain  damsel,  envious  Procillua,  is  desperately  in  love 
vrith  me, — a  nympb  more  white  than  the  spotless  swan,  than 
silver,  than  snow,  than  lily,  than  privet :  already  you  will  be 
thinking  of  hanging  yourself.  But  I  long  for  one  darker  than 
night,  than  the  ant,  than  pitch,  than  the  jack-daw,  than  the 
cricket.  If  I  know  you  well,  Procillus,  you  will  spare  your 
life.i 

«  Me  a  damsel  dotes  upon, 

Fairer  than  the  fairest  swan ; 

Silver,  snow  j  than  lily,  privet  y 

Or  what  else  the  soul  can  rivet. 

*  The  translation  of  this  epigram  i»  in  conformity  with  the  order  of  the 
lines  in  the  common  editions,  which  seenii  preferable  to  that  in  Schnei- 
de  win's. 


BOOK   I.]  EPIGB^MB.  88 

One  I  love  as  black  a&  night, 
ack-daw,  pitch,  ant,  cricket,  sprite. 
Poor  Procillus  thought  to  swing : 
Now  he  thinks  of  no  such  thing.  Elphinsion. 

CXVI.      Cir  THE   TOMB   OF    AWTULLA. 

This  grove,  and  these  fair  acres  of  cultivated  land,  Faenius 
has  consecrated  to  the  eternal  honour  of  the  dead.  In  this 
tomb  is  deposited  Antulla,  too  soon  snatched  from  her  family  : 
in  this  tomb  each  of  her  parents  will  be  united  to  her.  If  any 
one  desires  this  piece  of  ground,  I  warn  him  not  to  hope  for 
it ;  it  is  for  ever  devoted  to  its  owners. 

CXrn.      TO   LTJPBBCUS. 

Whenever  you  meet  me,  Lupercus,  you  constantly  say, 
"  Shall  I  send  my  servant,  for  you  to  give  him  your  little 
book  of  Epigrams,  which  I  will  read  and  return  to  you  di- 
rectly ?  "  liiere  is  no  reason,  Lupercus,  to  trouble  your  ser- 
vant. It  is  a  long  journey,  if  he  wishes  to  come  to  the  Pirns ;  ^ 
and  I  live  up  three  pairs  of  stairs,  and  those  high  ones. 
What  you  want  you  may  procure  nearer  at  hand.  Tou 
frequently  go  down  to  the  Argiletum^  opposite  CflBsar's  fo- 
rum is  a  shop,  with  pillars  on  each  side  covered  over  with 
titles  of  books,  so  that  you  may  quickly  run  over  the  names 
of  all  the  poets.  Procure  me  there ;  you  will  no  sooner  ask 
Atrectus, — such  is  the  name  of  the  owner  of  the  shop, — than 
he  will  give  you,  from  the  first  or  second  shelf,  a  Martial, 
well  smoothea  with  pumice-stone,  and  adorned  with  purple, 
for  five  denarii.  "You  are  not  worth  so  much,"  do  you  say  ? 
Tou  are  right,  Lupercus. 

As  oft,  Sir  Tradewell,  as  we  meet. 
Ton  're  sure  to  ask  me  in  the  street. 
When  you  shall  send  your  boy  to  me. 
To  fetch  my  book  of  poetry ; 
And  promise  you  '11  but  read  it  o'er, 
And  faithfully  the  loan  restore  : 
But  let  me  tell  you  as  a  friend, 
Tou  need  not  take  the  pains  to  send: 
*T  is  a  long  way  to  where  I  dwell, 
At  farther  end  of  Clerkenwell : 

^  The  pear-tree.    The  name  of  some  spot  near  which  Martial  lived. 

o  2 


M  HABTIAL*8  EPiaSAHS.  [bOOK    I. 

There  m  a  garret  near  the  sky, 

Above  five  pair  of  stairs,  I  lie! 

But  if  you  d  have  what  you  pretend, 

You  may  procure  it  nearer  hand : 

aU  Comhill,  where  you  often  ^o, 

Hard  by  th'  Exchange,  there  is,  you  know, 

A  shop  of  rhyme,  where  you  may  see 

The  posts  all  clad  in  poetry : 

There  H lives  of  high  renown. 

The  noted'st  Tory  in  the  town : 

Where,  if  you  please,  inquire  for  me ; 

And  he,  or  's  prentice,  presently 

From  the  next  shelf  will  reach  you  down 

The  piece  well  bound  for  half  a  crown. 

The  price  is  much  too  dear,  you  cry, 

To  give  for  both  the  book  and  me : 

Yes,  doubtless,  for  such  vanities ; 

We  know,  sir,  you  are  too,  too  wise.    Oldham, 

OXniI.      TO    OJSDICIANTTB. 

For  him  who  is  not  satisfied  with  reading  a  hundred  epu 
grams,  no  amount  of  trouble  is  sufficient,  Csedicianus. 

He  who  a  hundred  epigrams  reads  o'er. 
No  ill 's  enough  for  him,  if  he  wants  more. 

Anm.  1695. 
If  a  thousand  arch  epigrams  are  not  enough. 
Never  wilt  thou  be  sated,  kind  reader,  wiu  stuff. 

ElphmsttHu 


EPIGRAMS. 


BOOK  11. 


TO   niS   JBIEKD,   DECIANUS. 

**  "What  do  I  want,"  say  you,  "  with  a  letter  ?  Do  I  not 
enow  you  sufBcient  indulgence  by  reading  your  epigrams  ? 
Besides,  what  have  you  to  say  in  this  letter,  which  you  could 
not  say  in  your  verses  ?  I  see  why  tragic  and  comic  writers 
admit  a  prologue, — because  they  are  not  allowed  to  speak  for 
themselves.  But  epigrams  have  no  need  of  a  herald,  and  are 
contented  with  their  own  liberty  of  speech.  In  whatever 
page  they  please,  they  present  an  epistle.  Do  not,  therefore,  I 
pray,  do  a  ridiculous  thing,  and  clap  a  long  dress  on  a  person 
going  to  dance.*  Consider,  too,  whether  you  would  choose 
a  wand  as  a  weapon  against  a  retiarius.*  For  myself,  I  take 
my  seat  amongst  those  who  at  once  object  to  a  contest  so  un- 
equal." Indeed,  Decianus,  methinks  you  say  what  is  just.  Is 
it  possible  that  you  knew  with  what  sort  of  an  epistle,  and 
how  long  a  one,  you  were  in  danger  of  being  occupied  ?  Be 
it,  then,  as  you  desire.  Whatever  readers  light  upon  this 
book,  will  owe  it  to  you  that  they  come  to  the  first  page 
without  being  tired. 

I.      TO   HIS   BOOK. 

You  could,  I  admit,  have  contained  three  hundred  epi- 
grams ;  but  who,  my  book,  would  have  contained  himself  at 
jou,  and  read  you  through?    Tet  learn,  what  are  the 

'  The  common  readmit  is  here  followed,  togam  saltanH  inducere persons, 
Schneidewin  hu  in  togd  taUanli  indueere  penonam. 

*  An  episUe,  says  Raderus,  is  of  no  more  use  as  a  defence  against  tha 
critics  than  a  wind  against  the  weapon  of  the  retiarius. 


^6  habtial'b 

advantages  of  a  abort  book.  Tbe  first  is,  tbat  I  waste  leas 
paper.  The  next,  that  the  copier  finisbes  it  in  one  hour, 
and  his  services  will  not  be  confined  only  to  my  trifles.  A 
tbird  advantage  is,  tbat  if  any  one  happens  to  read  you,  you 
will  not,  tbough  ever  so  bad,  be  detested.  A  person  at  table 
will  begin  to  read  you  witb  bis  wine  mixed,  and  finish  you 
before  the  cup  set  before  bim  begins  to  grow  warm.^  Do  you 
imagine  tbat  by  sucb  brevity  you  are  secure  from  all  objec- 
tion ?   Alas!  to  bow  many  will  you  even  tbus  be  too  long ! 

Three  hundred  epigrams  thou  might*st  contain, 

But  who,  to  read  bo  many,  can  sustain  ? 

Hear  what  in  praise  of  brevity  is  said. 

First,  less  expense  and  waste  of  paper  's  made ; 

The  printer*s  labour,  next,  does  sooner  end, 

And  to  more  serious  work^  he  may  attend ; 

Thirdly,  to  wbomsoe'er  thou  shalt  be  read, 

Thougn  naught,  not  tedious  yet  thou  canst  be  said ; 

Again,  in  length  whilst  thou  dost  not  abound, 

Thou  mayst  be  heard  Tvhile  yet  the  cupn  go  round ; 

And  when  this  caution 's  used,  alas !  I  fear 

To  many  yet  thou  wilt  too  long  apncar.        Anon.  1C95. 

n.      TO   DOMITIAN. 

Crete  gave  a  great  name,  Africa  a  greater,  to  their  con- 
querors, MetelluB  and  Scipio ;  a  still  nobler  name  did  Ger- 
many confer  on  tbee,  Cesar,  from  the  subjugation  of  tbe 
Bhine ;  and  even  as  a  boy  thou  wast  worthy  of  tbat  name. 
Thy  brother'  earned  bis  triumphs  over  Idumea,  witb  the 
assistance  of  tby  fatber ; '  tbe  laurel  which  is  given  from  tbe 
conquest  of  tbe  Catti  is  all  thy  own. 

Great  was  the  Libyan,  ereat  the  Cretan  fame. 

Adorning  Scipio's  and  Metellus'  name  ; 

Laurels  more  glorious  from  the  vanquished  Rhine, 

In  op'ning  youth,  round  Caesar's  temples  twine. 

His  sire  and  brother  laid  Idume  low, 

He  triumph'd  singly  o'er  the  German  foe.         Hodgnoiu 

m.      TO   8EXTTJB. 

You  owe  nothing,  Sextus;  you  owe  nothing,  Sextus,  I 
admit ;  for  be  only  owes,  Sextus,  who  can  pay. 

>  His  wine  having  been  mixed  with  snow,  or  very  cold  water.  See  B.  v 
Ep.64.  *  Titus.  '  Vespasian. 


BOOK  n.]  SPIGBAMS.  87 

Sextus  owes  nought,  nor  fears  his  quarter-day; 

'T  is  true ;  he  owes  most  truly  that  can  pay.       Flcteier. 

You  say,  you  nothing  owe 4  and  so  I  say: 

He  only  owes,  who  something  hath  to  pay.        ffay. 

IV.      ON  AMMIANU8. 

Oh,  how  caressing,  Ammianus,  are  you  with  your  mother ! 
bow  caressing,  Ammianus,  is  your  mother  with  you !  She 
calls  you  brother ;  you  call  her  sister.  Why  do  such  strange 
titles  of  affection  delight  you  ?  Why  are  you  not  content 
to  be  what  you  are  ?  Do  you  think  this  an  amusement  and 
a  jest  ?  It  18  not  so.  A  mother,  who  desires  to  be  a  sister,  is 
not  satisfied  with  being  either  mother  or  sister. 

•     To  thy  mother,  ah  I  how  kind ! 
Parent,  ah !  how  kind  to  thee  1 
Brother  thou,  and  sister  she ! 
Why  to  noYel  names  inclined  ? 

Than  ye  are,  pray,  why  be  other  P 

Jest  ye  think  it :  vile  the  shame  i 

Mother,  wishing  sister's  name, 
Would  not  sister  be,  nor  mother.      Elphinsion. 

T.      TO   DECTAlTTJa. 

Mar  I  perish,  Decianus,  if  I  should  not  like  to  be  with 
Tou  all  day,  and  all  night !  But  there  are  two  miles  that 
separate  us ;  and  these  become  four,  when  I  have  to  return. 
Tou  are  often  not  at  home :  even  when  you  are,  you  are  oft- 
en denied ;  or  you  have  leisure  only  for  your  law  business 
or  your  private  concerns.  To  see  you,  however,  I  have  no 
objection  to  go  two  miles  ;  but  I  have  g^eat  objection  to  go 
four  miles  not  to  see  you. 

With  you,  dear  Tom,  I  'd  often  spend  the  day, 

And  laugh,  and  chat,  and  trifle  life  away ; 

But  ten  long  miles,  you  know,  divide  us  twain ; 

Those  ten  make  twenty,  measured  hack  again. 

Then,  o*er  the  downs  with  patience  should  I  come, 

Tou  Ve  always  out,  at  least  you're  not  at  home ; 

Or  busy,  or  engaged  in  rhyme  and  metre, 

Or  with  your  child,  that  entertaining  creature ! 

In  short,  to  see  my  friend  ten  miles  I  'd  go ; 

But  twenty  not  to'  see  you  *11  never  do.      Bev.  22.  OraiC€$m 


88  MABTIi^L's 

May  I  not  live,  but,  were  it  in  my  power, 

With  thee  I  'd  pass  both  day  and  night  each  hour. 

Two  miles  I  go  to  see  you ;  and  two  more 

When  I  return ;  and  two  and  two  make  four. 

Often  denied ;  often  from  home  you  *re  gone : 

Are  busy  oft ;  and  oft  would  be  alone. 

Two  miles,  to  see  you,  give  me  no  great  pain : 

Four,  not  to  see  you,  go  against  the  grain.  Hay* 

In  some  vile  hamlet  let  me  live  forgot. 

Small-beer  my  portion,  and  no  wine  my  lot ; 

To  some  worse  fiend  in  church  indentures  bound 

Than  ancient  Job  or  modem  Sherlock  found. 

And  with  more  aches  plagued,  and  pains,  and  ills, 

Than  fill  our  Salmon's  works  or  Tilburgh's  bills ; 

If 't  is  not  still  the  burden  of  my  prayer, 

The  night  with  you,  with  you  the  day  to  share. 

But,  sir  (and  the  complaint  you  know  is  true). 

Two  damn'd  long  miles  there  lie  'twixt  me  and  you ; 

And  these  two  miles,  by  help  of  calculation. 

Make  four  by  that  I  *ve  reach'd  my  habitation. 

You  're  near  sage  Will's,  the  land  of  mirth  and  claret ; 

I  live  stow'd  up  in  a  Whitechapel  garret. 

Oft  when  I  *ve  walk'd  so  far,  your  hands  to  kiss, 

Flatter'd  with  thoughts  of  the  succeeding  bliss, 

I  'm  told  you  're  gone  to  the  vexatious  Hall, 

Where  with  eternal  lungs  the  lawyers  bawl ; 

Or  else  stol'n  out,  some  female  friend  to  see ; 

Or,  what 's  as  bad,  you  're  not  at  home  for  me. 

Two  miles  I  *ve  at  your  service,  and  that 's  civil ; 

But  to  trudge  four,  and  miss  you,  is  the  devil. 

Tom  Browne, 

TI.      TO    BEYEBUS. 

Go  now,  and  bid  me  publish  my  little  books.  "When  you 
have  scarcely  read  a  couple  of  pages,  you  look  at  the  last 
page,  Severus,  and  give  long  yawns.  These  are  those  epi- 
grams which,  when  I  was  reciting  them,  you  used  to  steal  and 
write  out  in  Vitellian  tablets.*  These  are  they  which  you 
used  to  carry  one  by  one  in  your  pockets  to  every  feast,  and 
every  theatre.  These  are  they,  or  (if  there  are  any  among 
them  that  yon  do  not  know)  better.     Of  what  use  is  it  for 

'  Small  tablets,  on  which  love  letters  and  other  light  matters  wera 
written.    See,  B.  xiv.  Ep.  8,  and  Diet  Aniiqq.  «.  t>.  Tabulae. 


BOOK   II.]  EPIOBAICS.  89 

me  to  make  my  book  so  thin,  as  not  to  be  thicker  than  a  mere 
roller,'  if  it  takes  you  three  days  to  read  it  through  ?  Never 
were  compositions  intended  to  amuse  more  listlessly  received. 
You  are  fatigued,  and  lag  so  soon  in  your  course  ;  and  when 
you  ought  to  run  to  Bovillse,  you  want  to  unharness  your 
cattle  at  the  temple  of  the  Muses.  Go  now,  and  bid  me 
publish  my  little  books. 

Bid  me  now  bring  forth  my  spawn. 

Scarce  hast  thou  two  pages  past, 
When  thou  op'st  a  piteous  yawn. 

Panting  to  behold  the  last 

These,  Severus,  are  the  strains, 

Thou  didst  swallow  with  delight, 
Treasure  with  unwearied  pains. 

And  on  thy  best  tablets  write. 

Public  scenes,  and  private  too, 
Heard  thee  these  same  lays  rehearse : 

Or,  if  any  here  are  new, 
Still  superior  is  the  verse. 

What  avails  my  tiny  book, 

How  can  such  a  shrimp  succeed ; 
If  thou  cast  so  rare  a  look, 

That  it  take  three  days  to  read  ? 

Soon  the  verdant  journey  cloys. 
Though  so  smooth  extend  the  lawn  : 

Stop  amid  Pierian  joys ! 
Then  bid  me  bring  forth  my  spawn !     Blphinsiim. 

TII.      TO  ATTALUS. 

You  declaim  prettily,  Attains ;  you  plead  causes  prettily ; 
you  write  pretty  histories,  pretty  verses.  You  compose  pan* 
tomimes  prettily,  epigrams  prettily  ;  you  are  a  pretty  gram- 
marian, a  pretty  astrologer.  You  sing  prettily,  Attains, 
and  you  dauce  prettily :  you  are  a  pretty  hand  with  the 
lyre,  a  pretty  hand  with  the  ball.  Since  you  do  nothing  well, 
and  yet  everything  prettily,  shall  1  tell  you  what  you  are  ? 
You  are  a  great  busybody. 

^  Nulto  erauior  ut  tii  umbilieo.  The  wmbiUeuB  was  the  ornament  at 
the  end  of  the  stick  on  which  parchment  was  rolled. 


90  MABTIAX'S 

A  pretty  oratour  and  pleeder,  hee  | 
Pretty  in  history  and  poetry ; 
Pretty  grammarian,  enigrammatist ; 
Pretty  astrologer  and  humorist : 
Hee  singeth  prettylV)  and  danceth  so ; 
Playes  prettyly  o'  the  lute,  at  tennis  too. 
Hee  that  doth  nothing  well,  all  prettyly, 
A  ver}'  idle-busy-man  must  bee. 

Old  MS.  16M  CffjiL 

Yes,  you  're  a  pretty  preacher,  Sir,  we  know  it, 

Write  pretty  novels,  are  a  pretty  poet ; 

A  pretty  critic,  and  tell  fortunes  too  ; 

Then,  who  writes  farce  or  epigrams  like  you  ? 

At  every  ball  how  prettily  you  nick  it ! 

You  fiddle,  sing,  play  prettily  at  cricket 

Yet,  after  all,  in  nothing  you  excel. 

Do  all  things  prettily,  but  nothing  well. 

What  shall  I  call  you  ?  »ay  the  best  I  can, 

You  are,  my  friend,  a  very  busy  man.       Eev.  22.  Graves. 

Fine  lectures  Attalus  rehearses, 

Pleads  finely,  writes  fine  tales  and  verses ; 

Fine  epigrams,  fine  farces  vie 

With  grammar  and  astrology ; 

He  finely  sings,  and  dances  finely : 

Plays  tennis :  fiddles  most  divinely 

All  finely  done,  and  nothing  well : 

Then,  if  a  man  the  truth  may  tell. 

This  all-accomplish'd  Punchinello 

Is  a  most  busy,  idle  fellow.  Elio». 

VIII.      TO   THE   BEADEB. 

If  in  these  pages  of  mine,  reader,  anything  seem  to  you  too 
obscure,  or  vrritten  in  too  homely  language,  the  fault  is  not 
mine :  the  copier  did  the  mischief,  in  his  over-anxiety  to 
give  you  the  full  amount  of  verses.  But  if  you  shall  deem, 
not  him,  but  me  to  be  the  culprit,  then  I  shall  believe  you  to 
have  no  understanding.  "But  still  those  verses  of  yours  are 
bad."  As  if  I  would  deny  what  is  evident !  They  are  bad  • 
but  you  do  not  write  better. 

Reader,  if  in  theise  bookes  aught  seeme  to  want, 
As  too  obscure  or  little  elegant; 
'T  is  nott  my  fault,  the  printer  must  bee  blamed, 
Who,  too  much  hastening,  at  thy  pleasure  aym'd. 


BOOK    n.]  SPI6BAM8.  91 

If  still  Tou  thinke  *t  my  errour  and  nott  his, 

I  shall  oelleTe  your  breast  not  candid  is. 

They  'r  badd,  you  '11  say — well,  that  for  granted  take  j 

Tliough  theise  be  badd,  you  cannot  better  make. 

Old  MS.  16M  Cait 

If  in  my  leares  aueht,  reader,  to  thee  seem 
Obscure,  or  which  less  Latin  thou  dost  deem, 
To  th'  printer  these  impute,  not  me ;  who,  while 
More  books  he  hastes  to  vend,  cares  not  how  vile* 
If  yet  thou  think'st  not  him,  but  me,  to  blame, 
Thou  fear*st  not  want  of  candour  to  proclaim. 
But  still  my  Terse  for  naught  thou  dost  decry : 
As  if  what  s  manifest  I  would  deny. 
Naught  be  they  then :  but  them  for  ^ood  ones  take, 
Till  thou  dost  show  that  thou  canst  better  make. 

Amh.  1695. 

Should  here  and  there  my  squeamish  reader  smile, 

At  sense  unpolish'd,  or  unchasten'd  style ; 

The  flying  penman  mu5it  essay  th'  excuse, 

Of  pressing  haste  the  volume  to  produce. 

But,  if  thou  deem  that  I  alone  should  smart, 

I  shall  pronounce  thee  void  of  head  and  heart. 

'*  Yet,  sad  the  stuff! "    Alas !  thou  say'st  too  true ; 

T  is  very  sad :  dear  reader  better  do.  Elphinston. 

II.      OH^  ITiBTIA. 

I  wrote  to  ISTaevia ;  she  has  sent  me  so  answer :  she  will 
not  then  grant  me  what  I  want.  But  I  think  that  she  had 
n  ad  what  I  wrote :  she  will  then  grant  it.^ 

I  wiote,  she  wrote  not  back ;  so  won't  fulfil. 
Yet,  what  I  wrote,  she  read ;  and  therefore  will. 

Elphimttm. 

X.      TO   POSTITMUS. 

I  commend  you,  Postumus,  for  kissing  me  with  only  half 
Tour  lip:  you  may,  however,  if'  you  please,  withhold  even  the 
half  of  this  half.  Are  you  inclined  to  grant  me  a  boon  still 
greater,  and  even  inexpressible  ?  Keep  this  whole  half  en- 
tirely to  yourself,  Postumus. 

'  If  she  refused  to  receire  my  communications,  I  should  despair  of  pre- 
vail inj^  on  her ;  but  as  she  receives  them,  I  hope  at  length  to  gain  bar 
fiitvour. 


92  KASTIAL*B 

Th'  embrace  thou  deign*8t  with  half-lip  to  bestow, 
I  praise,  though  thou  should*  st  hence  take  half  awaj. 

Give  me  a  nobler,  nameless  boon  to  owe. 
And  take  the  whole  of  t*  other  half,  I  pray.     ElpAitufoiu 

II.     TO  BTjrirs. 

Though,  Bufus,  you  see  Selius  with  clouded  brow ;  though 
you  see  him  walking  late  in  the  porticoes;  though  you  see  bis 
heayy  look  conceal  some  mournful  feeling,  his  ugly  nose  nearly 
touching  the  earth,  his  right  hand  striking  his  breast,  and 
tearing  his  hair,  he  is  not  bewailing  the  loss  of  a  friend  or 
brother.  Both  his  sons  are  alive, — and  I  pray  they  may 
continue  to  live !  Safe  and  sound  is  his  wife  too,  and  his 
furniture,  and  his  slaves ;  nor  has  his  farmer  or  his  bailifi 
wasted  any  part  of  his  property.  What  then  is  the  cause  of 
his  sadness  r    He  dines  at  home. 

Whence  comes  it,  that  old  Frank  we  see 
Hunting  the  Mall,  thus,  after  three  ? 
What  means  that  slow  and  solemn  pace  ? 
That  cloudy  look,  and  rueful  face  ? 
AVhy  starts  he  thus,  and  smites  his  breast, 
Like  one  with  secret  grief  oppressed  ? 
Prone  to  the  earth  his  drooping  head ! 
Why  sure  his  wife  or  child  is  dead. 

No,  Sir ;  for  aught  that  I  can  tell, 
Frank's  wife  and  children  all  are  well. 
And  heaven  vouchsafe  their  lives  to  spare ! 
For  lovely  boys  and  girls  they  are, 
As  like  old  Frank  as  they  can  stare. 

His  money 's  out  in  proper  hands,         , 
Or  well  secured  on  mortgaged  lands. 
Nor  loss  of  interest  or  of  rent 
By  bankruptcies  does  Frank  lament. 

Whence  is  this  grief,  then  ?  prythee  say. 
Why,  Sir,  Frank  dines  at  home  to-day.    £ev.  R.  Gravet 

See  you  the  cloud  on  yonder  mortal's  face 
Walking  the  Mall,  the  last  who  quits  the  place : 
In  tragic  silence,  and  in  dumps  profound. 
His  nose  almost  draws  furrows  on  the  ground : 
His  wig  he  twitches,  and  he  canes  the  air. 
Is  he  for  friend  or  brother  in  despair  ? 
'T  is  no  such  thing.    Two  sons  with  him  do  dwell : 
They  both  are  promising,  they  both  are  well : 


BOOK   H.]  EPIGSAMS.  W 

So  his  good  wife,  for  whom  we  all  do  pray. 

Safe  are  his  bags ;  nor  servants  run  away : 

Duly  accounts  his  steward  for  his  rent ; 

And  by  his  bailiff*8  care  his  crops  augment. 

Say,  from  what  cause  can  such  affliction  come  ? 

Is  there  not  cause  P  ye  gods !  he  sups  at  home.     ffay. 

Xn.      TO   POSTTTMUB. 

What  am  I  to  understand  from  the  circumstance,  that 
your  kisses  always  smell  of  myrrh,  and  that  you  neyer  have 
about  you  an  odour  other  than  unnatural  P  That  you  always 
smell  so  agreeably,  Fostumus,  makes  me  suspect  that  you 
hare  something  to  conceal.  He  does  not  smell  pleasantly, 
Poetumus,  who  always  smells  pleasantly.^ 

What 's  this  that  myrrh  doth  still  smell  in  thy  kiss. 

And  that  with  thee  no  other  odour  is  P 

Tis  doubt,  my  Postumus,  he  that  doth  smell 

So  sweetly  always,  smeUs  not  very  well.  Fleieker. 

How  strong  thou  savour'st  myrrh's  perfume ! 

What  foreign  odours  roimd  thee  scent ! 
They  give  us  shrewdly  to  presume, 

That  they  are  not  for  nothing  lent  ElphiiuUm. 

That  thou  dost,  Casho,  breathe  of  foreign  gums, 

Enough  to  put  thy  mistress  into  fits : 
Though  Home  thy  hair,  and  Spain  thy  gloves  perfume. 

Few  like,  but  all  suspect  those  borrow*d  sweets ; 
The  gifts  of  various  nature  come  and  go. 
He  toat  smells  always  well  does  never  so.  SeHey, 

XIII.      TO   SEXTT7S., 

The  judge  wants  money,  and  the  counsel  wants  money. 
Pay  your  creditor,  Sextus,  I  should  advise.^ 

At  money,  money,  judge  and  pleader  aim : 

The  creditor's  I  aeem  tiie  primal  claim.      Elphinsion. 

XrV,      TO   PAITLIKUS. 

Nothing  does  Selius  leave  untried,  nothing  unattempted, 
vheneyer  he  sees  that  he  must  dine  at  home.    He  runs  to 

I  See  B.  vi.  Ep.  55.    Plant.  Mostell.  i.  3.  106. 
'  Pay  your  creditor  without  ligitation. 


9'!  liABTIAL'S 

the  portico  of  Europa,  and  praises  you,  Faulinus,  and  your 
Achillean  swiftness  of  foot,  without  ceasing.  If  Europa  does 
nothing  for  him,  he  then  goes  to  the  enclosures,  to  see  whether 
he  can  gain  anything  from  the  sons  of  Phillyra  and  ^son.^ 
Disappointed  here  likewise,  he  next  haunts  the  Memphitic 
temple  of  Isis,^  and  seats  himself  near  the  seats  of  that  sad 
heifer.  Erom  this  place  he  goes  to  the  palace  suspended 
upon  a  hundred  columns ;'  thence  to  the  monument  of  Pom- 
peius*  magnificence^  and  his  douhle  grove.  Nor  does  he 
disdain  the  baths  of  Fortunatus,  or  those  of  Faustus,  or  the 
contined  and  dark  ones  of  Gryllus,  or  the  windy  ones  of 
Lupus.  As  to  the  warm  baths,  he  bathes  in  them  again  and 
again  and  again.  After  doing  everything,  but  without  the 
favour  of  h«aven,  he  runs  back,  well  washed,  to  the  box- 
grove  of  the  warm  Europa,  in  case  some  belated  friend  may 
be  taking  his  way  there.  By  thyself,  amorous  Bull,  and  by 
thy  mistress,  whom  thou  carriedst  oS,  do  thou,  I  implore,  in- 
vite Selius  to  dinner.^ 

Nothing  does  Selius  unattempted  leave. 
When  he  *8  to  sup  at  home  he  doth  conceive. 
He  toots  to  th*  llace,  where,  Paulus,  he  will  swear 
Thy  feet  are  swifter  than  Achilles'  were. 
Nothing  here  got,  the  Place  of  Votes  he  tries. 
If  aught  will  come  from  the  ^sonides. 
Where  failing  too,  to  th'  Memphian  temple  next, 
Near  the  sad  Heifer,  calf's-head  sits  perplexM. 
Thence  runs  to  th'  Porch  a  hundred  props  sustain, 
To  Pompey's  Arch  and  Groves,  nor  aoes  disdain 
The  vulgar  baths,  which  Gryllus,  Lupus,  keep, 
One  on  the  hill,  the  othex  low  and  deep. 
Where  having  batlied  in  all,  and  all  in  vain, 
No  pitying  god  fav'ring  his  glutt'nous  pain. 
Back  to  the  liacc  he  flies,  to  see  if  there 
Some  friend  be  yet  taking  the  evening  air. 
Th'  adjoining^  Porch,  of  various  paintings  full, 
Shows  fair  Europa  borne  upon  a  bull. 

*  Chiron,  son  of  the  nymph  Phillyra;  Jason,  son  of  ^son.    The  enclo- 
sures were  ihe  pens  iu  which  the  citizens  assembled  lo  vote. 

^  I  sis  was  supposed  by  many  to  be  ihe  same  as  lo,  who  was  changed 
into  a  heifer  by  Jupiter. 

'  Centum  pendcntia  tccta  columnis,  i.  e.  the  portico  of  Agrippa. 

*  The  portico  of  Pompeius. 

*  Take  Selius  out  of  Uiis  life,  Jupiter,  that  he  may  dine  with  thee. 


BOOK  IT.]  XPI6BAM8.  95 


Jove,  I  adjure  tbee  by  the  virgin  bright, 
Make  forlorn  Selius  thy  own  guest  this  night ! 

>  Anon.  1693. 

XT.      TO   HOBICUS. 

In  offering  to  no  one  the  cup  from  which  you  drink,  you 
gire  a  proof,  Hormus,  not  of  pride,  but  of  kindness.* 

^  That  unto  others  your  owne  cupp  's  denyd, 

Hormus,  't  is  your  civility,  not  pride. 

Old  MSA'lih  Cent. 

^  Hormus,  because  thou  giv'st  thy  cup  to  none, 

It  is  not  proudly,  but  humanely  done.  Fletcher, 

That,  when  thou  'st  drunk,  thou  offer^st  none  thy  glass, 
Ought  not  for  pride,  but  for  good  breeding  pass. 

Anon.  1695. 

►  

That  thou  presenfst  thy  cup  to  none  beside, 

Is  thy  humanity ;  and  not  thy  pride.  Elphimton. 

ITI.      AOAIKBT   Z0ILU8. 

Zoilns  is  ill :  his  gorgeous  bed  is  the  cause  of  this  fever.  If 
he  were  well,  of  what  use  would  be  these  scarlet  coverlets, 
this  bed  brought  from  the  banks  of  the  Nile,  or  this,  steeped 
in  the  perfumes  of  Sidon  ?  What  but  an  illness  displays  such 
idle  w^th  ?  What  have  you  to  do  with  physicians  ?  Dismiss 
all  your  Machaons.  If  yon  wish  to  get  weQ,  use  my  bed- 
clothes. 

^  Zoilus  is  sick ;  his  rich  stuff  makes  him  so : 

If  he  were  well,  what  should  his  scariets  do  P 
His  bed  from  Nile  ?  his  hangings  dyed  at  Tyre? 
He 's  sick,  we  may  his  sottish  wealth  admire. 
Dismiss  the  doctors,  the  Machaons  all. 
To  make  Mm  weU,  for  my  rug  only  caU.        Anon,  1695. 

Yainlove  is  ill :  his  illness  is  his  bed, 

Made  up  of  chintz  and  silks  prohibited : 

Near  it  an  Indian  screen,  and  work'd  settee. 

Inflame  his  fever  to  a  high  degree. 

When  he  is  well,  these  fopperies  are  not  seen  : 

They  make  him  sick,  and  give  us  too  the  spleen. 

Dismiss  his  doctors,  and  apply  my  spell ; 

Let  him  change  beds  with  me,  and  he  '11  be  well.     Ilaf, 

'  Hormus  had  bad  breath. 


06  KABTIAL*8 

zyu.    to  amkiaitub 

At  the  very  entrance  of  the  Suburra,  where  hang  the  blood- 
stained whips  of  the  torturers,^  and  where  many  a  cobbler 
blocks  up  the  Argiletum,^  sits  a  female  hair-cutter.  But  that 
female  cutter,  Ammianus,  does  not  cut  hair.  ''  Does  not  cut 
hair?"  you  say.     "What  does  she  thenP'*     She  shaves.* 

Where  first  Suburra  sits  to  urge, 

Where  chastisement  displays  the  scourge ; 

Where  many  a  cordwainer  once  more 

Dares  honest  Argus'  death  deplore ; 

Thy  clipster,  Ammian,  does  not  clip : 

She  tenders  thee  her  ev'ry  slip. 

She  does  not  clip,  you  say  ?  What 's  braver, 

If  not  a  clipster,  she 's  a  waver.  Elphiiukn. 

XTIII.      TO   MAXIMTJS. 

I  court  your  dinner ;  alas !  I  am  ashamed  of  doing  so,  but, 
Maximus,  I  court  your  dinner :  you  court  some  one  else's  ; 
so  we  are  equal  in  this  matter.  I  come  in  the  morning  to 
pay  my  respects  to  you ;  I  am  told  that  you  are  gone  already 
to  pay  your  respects  elsewhere  :  again  we  are  equal.  I  my- 
seli  am  of  your  escort,  and  walk  before  my  proud  patron ; 
you  are  of  the  escort  of  the  other,  your  patron :  again  we 
are  equal.  It  is  bad  enough  to  be  a  servant ;  but  I  object 
to  be  the  servant  of  a  servant.  One  who  is  a  patron  himself, 
Maximus,  should  not  have  a  patron. 

I  haunt  your  table,  led  by  my  ill  star : 

And  you  another's : — ^tben  we  're  on  a  par. 

Your  levee  I  frequent :  and  you  go  far 

Unto  anothcr*8 : — still  we  're  on  a  par. 

I,  your  led  captain,  walk  before  you  bare : 

You  are  anotner's  : — still  we  're  on  a  par. 

Though  servant,  yet  I  '11  be  no  servant's  slave : 

A  master  should  himself  no  master  have.  Hay, 

XIX.    TO  zoiLra. 
Do  you  think,  Zoilus,  that  I  am  made  happy  by  an  in 

*  Where  malefactors  were  punished  with  scourging. 

*  See  B.  i.  Ep.  4. 

'  She  is  a  cunning  sharer ;  a  courtesan,  who  scrapes  up  money  from 
he  purses  of  young  men.    So  the  coramentaton  interpret. 


BOOK   II.]  EPIQBAM8.  97 

Yitation  to  dinner?  Happy  bj  an  inyitation  to  dinner^ 
ZoOuSy  and  that  dinner  yours  P  That  guest  deseryes  to  be  a 
euest  at  the  Aricine  Hill,^  who  is  made  happy,  Zoilus,  by  a 
diimer  of  yours. 

Me  by  a  supper  thou  believest  blest : 
Supremely  blest,  j;reat  Zoilus,  by  thine ! 
On  the  Arician  cliff  he  must  rechne, 

Whose  ostrich-maw  thy  supper  can  digest     NpUnttom. 

XX.    ON  PATTLirs. 

P^ulus  buys  verses :  Paulus  recites  his  own  verses ;  and 
what  you  buy  you  may  legally  call  your  own. 

Bought  verses  for  his  own  Paul  doth  recite, 
For  what  you  buy  you  may  call  yours  by  right. 

Wright, 
Paulus  buys  verse,  recites,  and  owns  them  all, 
For  what  thou  buy'st,  thou  may'st  thine  truly  call. 

Fletcher. 

SlyPaul  buys  verse  as  he  buys  merchandise. 
Then  for  nis  own  he  '11  pompously  recite  i^— 

Paul  scorns  a  lie — ^the  poetry  is  his-— 

By  law  his  own,  although  he  could  not  write  it. 

New  Monihfy  Magazine,  1625. 

XXI.     TO   P08TXJMTJ8. 

To  some,  Postumus,  you  give  kisses,  to  some  your  right 
hand.  "Which  do  you  prefer?"  you  say,  " choose."  I  prefer 
your  hand. 

Posthutnus'  kisses  some  must  have, 

And  some  salute  his  fist; 
Thy  hand,  good  Postumus,  I  crave. 

If  I  may  choose  my  list  Fletcher, 

TTTT.     TO  APOLLO  AND  THS   M17BEB. 

In  what  have  I  offended  ^ou,  Apollo,  and  ye  nine  Sisters  ? 
For,  behold,  the  Muse  of  gaiety  brings  ill  to  ner  poet.  Post- 
umus before  used  to  kiss  me  with  half  a  lip.  iNow  he  has 
begun  to  kiss  me  with  both  lips. 

>  Arida  was  a  town  on  the  Appian  way,  about  twenty  miles  from 
Room  ;  a  noted  place  for  beggars,  as  appears  from  JuTeno),  Sat.  iv. 


165247B 


W  ICiJlTIAL'S 

O  Phoebus,  and  ye  Sisten  miie« 

What  shall  I  do  with  you  P 
Behold  that  merry  Muae  of  zdIim 

Her  poet  will  undoe. 

Posthumus  late  was  wont  to  kisse 

With  half  lippes,  which  I  loathe ; 
But  now  my  plague  redoubled  is, — 

He  kisses  me  with  both.  Fletcher, 

Phoebus,  farewell,  fiunewell,  my  merry  muse, 
Your  poet,  who  adores  you,  ye' abuse : 
Postume  with  one  kiss  used  to  let  me  go, — 
Pleased  with  my  own,  now  many  doth  bestow. 

XXin.     OK  POBTUMUB. 

I  will  not  aay»  however  closely  you  press  me,  who  is  the 
PostmnuB  of  my  book.  I  will  not  say ;  for  why  should  I 
give  offence  to  these  same  kisses,  which  can  so  well  avenge 
themselves  ? 

No,  though  thou  bege'st  a  thousand  times  to  know. 

Who  tis  by  name  of  Postumus  does  eo, 

I  will  not  tell.   What  need  I  to  offena 

Sudi  kisses,  and  their  fuiy  'gainst  me  bend  ?    Jmm.  1695. 

XriT.     TO   OAKDIDUB. 

^'K  harsh  Fortune  should  overwhelm  you  with  some 
terrible  accusation,  I  will  attend  you  in  mourning  habit, 
imd  more  pale  than  a  person  accused.    If  she  shouM  order 

rm  to  depart  under  condemnation  from  your  native  land, 
will  go,  through  seas,  through  mountains,  your  companion 
in  exile."  She  gives  you  riches.  ^'Are  they  the  common 
property  of  us  TOth  P  "  Will  you  ^ve  me  half  ?  *'  It  is  a 
Uffse  sum."  Oandidus,  will  you  give  me  anything?  You 
win,  then,  share  with  me  in  misfortune  only :  but  if  heaven 
with  smiling  countenance  shows  you  favour,  you  will  enjoy 
your  happiness,  Candidus,  alone. 

If  thy  cross  fortune  sends  thee  smne  sad  fate» 

I  must  persist  thy  pale  and  squalid  mate ; 

If  from  thy  country  thou  must  banish'd  be, 

Through  seas  and  rocks  I  still  must  follow  thee. 

If  riches  come,  will  theybe  free  to  many  P 

Wilt  thou  give  part  ?   'T  is  much.    Wilt  thou  g^ve  any  ? 

T  is  crosses  make  thee  mine ;  when  they  are  gone, 

Oudidus  wOl  be  happy  then  alone.  Fleteier. 


i 


BOOK  n.]  SPieBAMB.  99 

XXT.     TO   &ALLA^ 

GkdlB,  you  never  grant,  but  always  promise,  &7oarB  to  any 
one  that  asks  them.  If  you  always  deceiye,  I  beg  you,  Galla, 
for  the  future,  to  say  "  No." 

Galla  dares  promiBe,  but  makes  good  no  tie : 

If  thou  still  rail'st,  I  pray  thee  once  deny.  Fletcher. 

Xm.     TO  BITHTWI0U8. 

Because  NsBvia  breathes  painfully,  and  has  a  seyere  cough, 
and  often  sputters  out  saliva  on  your  breast,  do  yoil  imagine, 
Bithynicus,  that  your  fortune  is  already  madeP  You  are 
mistaken :  N»via  is  flattering,  not  dying. 

That  Nevia  coughs,  and  groans,  and  finds  no  rest, 

Lettinff  the  slaver  fall  upon  her  breast ; 

Thou  hop'st  Bithynicus,  ber  hour  is  nigh : 

Nievia  but  flatters ;  she  do  n't  mean  to  die.      JnoM.  1695. 

That  thy  wife  couehs  all  night  and  spits  all  day, 

Alreadv  thou  bdiev'st  thy  fortune  made, 
Her  whole  estate  thou  think'st  thy  sudden  prey : 

She  will  not  die,  but  wheedles  uke  a  jade.       Sedi^, 

XXYII.     Oir  BELIITS,  THE  DUXJi  JfiB-H  US  TIB. 

E[ark  how  Selius  praises  you,  when  spreading  his  nets  for 
a  dinner,  whether  you  are  reading  your  verses,  or  pleading  at 
the  bar.  "  Excellent !  how  sagacious !  how  ready !  now  clever ! 
well  done !  how  successful ! "  There,  that  is  all  I  want ;  your 
supper  is  earned ;  be  quiet. 

Angline  for  dinner,  Charles,  at  every  line 

I  read  bim,  puts  me  to  the  blush : 
"Delicious!"  "charming!"  "exquisite!"  "divine!" 

Hush,  Cbarles,  you've  eam'd  your  victuals,  hush ! 

N.  B.  Halkei. 

IXVIII.     TO   SEXTILLTTS. 

Bideto  multum  <^ui  te,  Sextille,  cinsedmn 
Dixerit,  et  digitum  porrigito  medium. 

Sed  nee  papdico  es  nee  tu,  Sextille,  fututor, 
Calda  Vetustin£d  nee  tibi  bucca  placet. 

Ex  istis  nihil  es  fateor,  SextiUe :  quid  ergo  es  P 
Nescio,  sed  tu  scis  res  superesse  duas. 

■  2 


100  mabtial's 

Riditi  smascellatamente,  o  Sestillo,  di  colui  che  ti  chiama  cinedo 
e  &gli  le  ficche.  Imperocchd  tu,  o  Sestillo,  non  sei  ne  un  cinedo, 
ne  un'  adultero :  ne  ft  te  piace  la  focosa  bocca  di  Vetustilla.  In 
nessuna  di  queste  cose,  o  Sestillo,  ti  mischi,  lo  so  :  cos'  d  dunque  ? 
Nol  so :  ma  tu  sai  che  ti  rimangono  due  altre  cose.  Oraglia, 

XXIX.    TO  Burus. 

Bufiis,  do  you  see  yon  person  who  is  always  sitting  on 
the  front  benches,  whose  sardonyxed  hand  glistens  even  at 
this  distance ;  whose  cloak  has  so  often  drunk  deep  of  the 
Tyrian  dye,  and  whose  toga  is  made  to  surpass  unspotted 
snow;  him,  whose  weU-oiled  nair  smells  of  all  the  essences  from 
Marcellus'  shop,  and  whose  arms  look  sleek  and  polished,  with 
not  a  hair  unextracted  P  A  latchet  of  later  than  yesterday's 
make  sits  upon  his  crescent-adorned  leg,  a  scarlet  shoe  decks 
his  foot  unhurt  by  its  pressure,  and  numerous  patches  cover 
his  forehead  like  stars.  Are  you  ignorant  what  the  thing  is  ? 
Bemoye  the  patches,  and  you  will  read  his  name.* 

Seest  thou  him,  Rufus,  that  does  so  frequent 

The  nobles'  seat  ?  from  whose  bright  gems  are  sent 

Rays  to  tins  place, — ^in  twice  dipp  d  purple  goes, 

Or  ffarments  whiter  than  the  driven  snows : 

Cosuy  amomum  from  whose  locks  does  flow. 

Whose  sleek,  blanch'd  arms  no  hair  upon  them  show  ? 

The  lunar-buckles  were  not  his  of  old, 

Nor  sandals  pinch'd  his  feet,  gamish'd  with  gold. 

No  secret  pains  his  numerous  patches  need ; 

Look  underneath,  and  him  a  slave  you  11  read.    Anon,  1695. 

XXX.     ON   CAIUS. 

I  asked,  by  chance,  a  loan  of  twenty  thousand  sesterces,^ 
which  would  have  been  no  serious  matter  even  as  a  present. 
He  whom  I  asked  was  an  old  acquaintance  in  good  circum- 
stances, whose  money-chest  finds  difficulty  in  imprisoning  his 
overflowing  hoards.  "You  will  enrich  yourself,  was  his  re- 
ply, "  if  you  will  go  to  the  bar."  Give  me,  Caius,  what  I  ask : 
I  do  not  ask  advice. 

^  The  patches  being  removed,  the  letters  branded  upon  his  fbiehead, 
which  prove  him  to  have  been  a  slave,  will  appear. 
*  About  a  hundred  and  sixty  pounds  of  our  money. 


BOOK    II.]  EPIGBAMB.  101 

When  twenty  pounds  I  'd  borrow  of  a  friend, 

One,  who  might  give  me  more,  as  well  as  lend ; 

Blest  in  his  fortune ;  my  companion  old ; 

Whose  coffers,  and  whose  purse-strings,  crack  with  gold ; 

•*  Turn  lawyer,  and  you  'U  soon  ^ow  rich,"  he  cries : 

Give  what  I  ask,  my  friend : — 't  is  not  advice.  Hay» 

XXXI.  TO  MABiAirirs. 

I  have  often  made  love  to  Christina.  Do  you  ask  how  she 
returns  it  ?  So  well,  that  it  is  impossible  for  any  one  to  go 
beyond  her; 

XXXII.  TO  PONTICTTS. 

I  have  a  lawsuit  on  hand  with  Balbus :  you,  Ponticus,  are 
unwilling  to  offend  Balbus :  I  have  one  on  hand  with  Lici- 
nu8 ;  be  also  is  a  person  of  importance.  My  neighbour  Pa- 
trobas  often  trespasses  on  my  little  field :  you  are  afraid  to 
oppose  a  fr^edman  of  Cesar.  Laronia  refuses  to  restore  my 
slave,  and  keeps  him  for  herself :  you  tell  me  '*  she  is  chila- 
less,  rich,  old,  a  widow."  It  is  idle,  believe  me,  to  hope  for 
service  from  a  friend  who  is  himself  in  service.  Let  him  be 
a  free  man,  who  wishes  to  be  my  master. 

With  Balbus  I  'm  at  law :  thou  nought  dar^st  do : 

Licinius  next,  but  he 's  a  great  man  too. 

Patrobas  oft  trespasses  on  my  field : 

He  *8  Csesar's  freed  man ;  'tis  best  here  to  yield. 

Laronia  my  servant  does  deny : 

She  *s  rich,  old,  childless,  every  hour  may  die. 

His  patronage  it  little  boots  to  crave. 

Who  to  so  many  is  himself  a  slave.        AnM.  1695, 

Will  and  I  differ ; — who  so  great  as  Will  ? 
Too  great  for  you. — And  Tom  is  ffreater  still. 
My  neighbour  Cringer  trespassetfi  my  land ; 
You  dare  not  favourites  at  court  withstand. 
The  widow  Scrapeall  doth  my  goods  withhold ; 
You  answer,  she  is  childless,  rich,  and  old. 
How  can  I  serve  a  friend  that  is  not  free  ? 
Free  be  the  man,  who  would  my  master  be.        Eay 

XXXIII.     ON  PHIL^NIS. 

Why  do  I  not  kiss  ypu,  Philffinis  ?  you  are  bald.  Why  do 
I  not  kiss  you,  Philsms  P  you  are  carrotty.    Why  do  1  not 


103  MABTIiJi'S 

kiss  you,  PhilsBiiis  ?  you  are  one-eyed.    He  wlio  kisses  you^ 
Philffinis,  sins  against  nature. 

In  vain,  fond  PhilseniB,  thou  woo'st  my  embrace : 
Bald,  carrotty,  one-eyed,  thy  tripartite  grace ! 
The  wretch,  poor  Philsnis,  that  would  thee  salute, 
Can  never  aspire  to  the  buss  of  a  brute  Elphifutotu 

XXXIY.      TO   GALLA. 

In  your  love  for  Pbileros,  whom  you  haye  redeemed  fix)ni 
slavery  with  your  whole  dower,  you  allow  your  three  sons, 
Galla,  to  pensh  with  hunger :  so  great  indulgence  do  you 
show  to  your  aged  charms,  no  longer  the  due  obiects  of 
even  chaste  pleasures.  May  the  gods  make  you  for  ever 
the  admirer  of  Pbileros ;  you,  a  mother,  than  whom  not  even 
Pontia^  is  worse. 

With  your  whole  dower  when  Pbileros  you  buy, 

You  let  three  hopeful  sons  with  hunffer  die. 

To  hoary  love  you  such  indulgence  uiow, 

As  modest  Venus  hardly  deigns  to  know. 

To  Pbileros  be  doom'd  th*  eternal  whore : 

Mother  more  dire  than  Pontia  was  before.      ElpMnsiou. 

XUV.      TO  PHCEBUS. 

Since  your  legs,  Phoebus,  resemble  the  horns  of  the  moon, 
you  might  bathe  your  feet  in  a  cornucopia.^ 

As  thy  lees  mock  the  boms  of  a  moon  incomplete : 
Thou  might'st  wash,  in  a  funnel,  friend  Phoebus,  tliy  feet. 

EipMnsioH. 

XIXYI.      TO   PAinaCTJS. 

I  would  not  have  you  curl  your  hair,  nor  yet  would 
I  have  you  throw  it  into  disorder.  Your  skin  I  would  have 
neither  over-sleek  nor  neglected.  Your  beard  should  be 
neither  that  of  an  effeminate  Ajsiatic,  nor  that  of  an  accused 
person.'    I  alike  detest,  Pannicus,  one  who  is  more,  and  one 

'  A  woman  who  is  said  to  have  poisoned  her  children.  Jut.  Sat  vi. 
637. 

'  The  Latin  is  Rhytium,  a  vessel  narrow  at  the  bottom,  and  broad  at 
the  top,  with  sides  of  a  crescent  shape.    See  Diet.  Antiqq.  s.  v.  Rhyton. 

*  Persons  under  accusation  allowed  their  hair  and  beards  to  grow,  and 
assumed  a  squalid  garb,  in  order  to  excite  compassion. 


BOOK  n.]  iPieKiJcck  108 

who  is  leas,  than  a  man.  Tour  legs  and  breast  bristle  with 
shaggj  hair ;  but  your  mind,  Fannicus,  shows  no  signs  of 
iDanlin6ss. 

Me  nor  with  fiiuly  thoek,  nor  frowsy  hair ; 
Thy  ^in  nor  sleeky  shine,  nor  sordid  scare. 
Thy  beard  nor  girlish,  nor  as  culprit's  such ; 
Be  not  a  man  too  little,  or  too  much. 
Pile  clothes  thy  legs,  thy  breast  the  bristles  suit ; 
But  thy  poor  mind  is  pluck'd  up  by  the  root. 

ZXXYII.      TO   GJECILIAl^rS. 

WhateTer  is  placed  upon  table  you  sweep  off  right  and 
left ;  breast  of  sow,  chine  of  pork,  a  woodcock  prepared  for 
two  guests,  half  a  mullet,  and  a  whole  pike,  the  side  of  a 
lamprey,  and  the  leg  of  a  chicken,  and  a  wood-pigeon  dripping 
with  its  sauce.  All  these  articles,  wrapped  up  in  your  drip- 
ping napkin,  are  handed  to  your  servant  to  carry  home.'  We 
flit  Dy  with  jaws  unemployed.  K  you  have  any  feeling  of 
shame,  replace  the  dinner  on  the  taole :  it  is  not  for  to-mor- 
row, Cecuianus,  that  I  invited  you. 

You  sweep  my  table :  sausages  and  chine, 

A  capon  on  which  two  at  least  may  dine, 

Smelts,  salmon,  sturgeon,  birds  of  every  feather, 

Drinping  with  sauce,  you  wrap  up  all  together ; 

Ana  ^ve  it  to  your  servant  home  to  bear ; 

Leavmg  us  nothing,  but  to  sit  and  stare. 

For  shfune,  restore  the  dinner ;  ease  our  sorrow : 

I  did  not  ask  you,  sir,  to  dine  to-morrow.  Hay, 

These  carry  home  thy  servant  must. 
All  in  a  greasy  napkm  thrust. 
Whilst  wee,  an  idle  company, 
Haveing  nought  left  to  eate,  sitt  by. 
For  shame,  restore  the  meate :  I  aid 
Not  for  to-morrow,  too,  thee  bid. 

OidMS.imCMi. 

zxJLVui.    TO  Lnrirs. 

Do  yon  ask  what  profit  my  Nomentan  estate  brings  me, 
Linus  r  My  estate  brings  me  this  profit,  that  I  do  not  see 
you,  Linus. 

'  Guests  often  brought  their  napkins  with  them ;  see  B  zii.  Ep.  29 ; 
tnd  such  of  them  as  desired  to  carry  away  portions  of  the  yiands  iroiB 
the  table  seem  to  have  been  allowed  to  do  so. 


104  habtial's 

Linus,  doBt  ask  what  my  field  yields  to  me  P 

Even  this  profit,  that  I  ne'  er  see  thee.  FUteker, 

Ask  you  what  my  Nomentane  field  brings  me  ? 

This,  Linus,  *mongst  the  rest,  I  ne*er  see  thee.    Wright. 

What  my  &rm  yields  me,  dost  thou  urge  to  know  P 
This,  that  I  see  not  thee,  when  there  I  go.    Anon.  1695« 

XXXIX.      OK  A   PBBSEKT. 

« 

You  give  your  mistress  scarlet  and  violet-coloured  dresses. 
If  you  wish  to  give  her  suitable  presents,  send  her  a  toga.^ 

Linus  gives  purple  and  rich  scarlet  gowns 
To  his  notorious  and  adultrous  woman : 
If  thou  would'st  give  what  her  degree  becomes, 
A  loose  coat  would  more  fitly  stock  her  common. 

Fletcher. 
You  give  to  Alba  hoods,  and  scarfs,  and  lace ; 
Give  her  a  mask  to  hide  her  whorish  face. 

Qentlemai^s  Mag.  vol.  xvL  p.  100. 

XL.      ON  TOKOILIT7S. 

Tongilius  is  reported  to  be  consumed  with  a  semi-tertian 
fever.  I  know  the  cunning  of  the  man ;  he  has  a  hunger- 
and-thirst  fever.  He  is  now  craftily  spreading  nets  for  fat 
thrushes,  and  throwing  out  a  hook  for  mullet  and  pike.  He 
wants  strained  CsBcuban  wine,  and  wine  ripened  in  the  year 
of  Opimius ;  and  dark  Falemian  which  is  stored  in  small  fla- 
gons. All  the  doctors  have  ordered  Tongilius  to  bathe. 
Fools !  do  they  think  it  is  a  case  of  fever  ?  It  is  disease  of 
the  throat.^ 

That  Tongelin  is  feverish,  many  think ; 

I  know  the  man;  he  wants  choice  meat  and  drink. 

Straight  for  fat  thrush  and  cocks  spring  are  set ; 

For  pike  and  carp  's  employed  the  castmg  net ; 

Purveyance  for  old  Caecuban  is  made. 

Such  as  the  sound  drink  sparing  and  allayed ; 

Bathing,  physicians  with  one  voice  prescribe : 

To  cure  his  fever,  fools,  his  belly  bribe.    Anon.  1695. 

XLI.      TO   ICAXIMINA. 

"Laugh  if  thou  art  wise,  girl,  laugh,"  said,  I  believe,  the 
poet  of  the  Peligni.'    But  he  did  not  say  this  to  all  girls. 

^  The  ttola  was  the  dress  of  the  Roman  matron.     Courtesans  and  adul- 
teresses were  compelled  by  law  to  wear  the  toga^  the  attire  of  the  other  sex. 
^  He  pretends  to  be  ill,  that  his  friends  may  send  him  dainties. 
'  Ovid,  bom  at  Sulmo,  a  town  of  the  Peligni. 


; 


BOOK  II.]  ^      EPI6BAKS.  105 

Granting,  howeyer,  that  he  did  saj  it  to  all  girls,  be  did 
not  say  it  to  you :  you  are  not  a  girl,  Maximina,  and  you 
haye  but  tbree  teeth,  and  those  plainly  the  colour  of  pitch 
and  of  boxwood.  If,  therefore,  you  believe  your  mirror  and 
me,  you  should  shrink  from  laughing  as  much  as  Spanius 
dreads  the  wind,  Priscus  a  touch,^  Eabulla,  with  chalked  face, 
a  rain-cloud,  or  Sabella,  painted  with  white-lead,  the  sun. 
Put  on  a  countenance  more  seyere  than  the  consort  of  Priam, 
and  his  eldest  daughter-in-law.  Avoid  the  pantomimes  of 
the  amusing  Philistion,  and  gay  feasts,  and  whateyer  by  its 
wit  and  nmrth  distends  the  lips  with  broad  laughter.  It 
befits  you  to  sit  by  the  side  of  an  afflicted  mother,  of  a  wife 
lamenting  for  her  husband,  or  a  sister  for  her  affectionate 
brother,  and  to  seek  your  recreation  only  with  the  tragic 
Muse.  Take  my  advice,  and  weep  if  thou  art  wise,  girl, 
weep. 

"  Lauffh,  my  girle,  laugh,  if  you  bee  wise ;  *' 

Oyid,  1  take  it,  gave  advice. 

But  nott  to  all  advised  it  hee ; 

Or  if  to  all,  yet  nott  to  thee : 

For  thou  no  girle  art  certaynly. 

Thou  hast  three  teeth,  't  is  true,  butt  which 

Are  made  of  boxe,  and  black  as  pitch. 

If  thou  'It  trast,  then,  thy  glasse  or  mee, 

Thou  shouldst  as  much  wide  laughter  flee 

As  neat-sett  cloaths  or  borrowed  hayre 

Bough  hands  or  blustring  windes  doe  feare  | 

As  faces  whited  the  rayne  shunn, 

Or  painted  o'er  avoyd  the  sun ; 

And  with  severer  lookes  still  bee 

Than  Hecuba  and  Andromache. 

The  farce,  with  foolish  mimicks  clo/d. 

And  firolick  gossipings,  avoyd, 

Or  what  through  wanton  nurth,  beside, 

With  laughter  opes  thy  lippes  too  wide. 

Bather  with  matrons  sadd  converse, 

Lamenting  o'er  their  husbands'  hearse, 

Or  pious  brother's  monument ; 

Thy  time  in  tragicks  only  spent. 

And  if  thou  'It  follow  my  advice, 

Weepe,  old  wench,  weepe,  if  thou  bee  wise. 

Old  MS.  Wh  Cent 

^  The  cnc  dreads  that  his  hair,  the  other  that  his  dress,  should  be  dis^ 

ATTEngcd. 


106  ICABTIAX'S 

Laughs  lavefy  MtUd,  laugh  oft,  ifijum  art  wk$^ 

As  I  remember,  Oyid  does  aayise. 

But  this  to  every  maid  he  neyer  said. 

Or,  if  he  did,  't  was  always  to  a  maid ; 

T  was  never  spoke  to  wretched  ased  thee, 

To  whom  remain  of  aU  thy  teeth  but  three. 

And  those  coal-black.    Therefore  if  this  do  pass 

For  truth,  informed  the  same  by  thine  own  glass, 

A  smile  thou  oughtstt 'avoid  with  no  less  dread 

Than  gallants  fear  the  wind  for  their  curPd  head; 

Than  painted  madams  fear  a  dashing  shower, 

Or,  when  pomatum'd,  the  sun's  raging  power : 

Bather  ola  Hecuba's  sad  mood  put  on, 

When  IVoy  was  burnt,  and  aU  her  glory  gone. 

Mimics  and  drolls,  a  lau^hter-movinff  jest, 

Whatever  makes  thee  grin  or  gape,  detest ; 

Mourn  by  your  mothers  side  your  eoual  cross, 

Your  father's  and  your  pious  broth^s  loss ; 

Your  hours  in  what  is  sad  and  serious  spend, 

An  ear  to  tragic  stories  only  lend. 

The  counsel 's  good,  if  to  it  you  can  keep, 

Weep^  if  you  'reprudefU,  old  mtrnps,  often  v>eep.  Anon.  16dd. 

Ovid,  who  bid  the  ladies  laugh, 

Spoke  only  to  the  young  and  &ir : 
For  thee  lus  counsel  were  not  safe. 

Who  of  sound  teeth  have  scarce  a  pair. 

If  thou  thy  glass  or  me  believe, 
Shun  miru  as  foplings  do  the  wind : 

At  Durf/s  iSiffce  anect  to  grieve ; 
And  let  thy  eyes  alone  be  kind. 

• 

Speak  not  though  *t  were  to  give  consent, 

For  he  that  sees  these  rotten  bones. 
Will  dread  their  monumental  scent. 

And  fly  thy  sighs  like  dying  groans. 

If  thou  art  wise,  see  dismal  plays. 

And  to  sad  stories  lend  thy  ear. 
With  the  afflicted  spend  thy  days. 

And  laugh  not  above  once  a  year.       Sedley, 

XLn.  TO  zoiLirs. 

Zoilus,  why  sully  the  bath  by  bathing  in  it  your  lower 
extremities  ?  It  could  only  be  made  mort  foul,  Zoilus,  by 
your  plunging  your  head  in  it. 


BOOK  n.]  BflOSAKS.  107 

Why  in  the  tab  thy  parts  posterior  lay  P 

Thy  head,  immerged,  would  it  and  thee  bewr^. 

Why  with  thy  filthy  limbs  the  water  curse  ? 

Plunge  in  thy  head ;  that  only  can  be  worse.     W,  8.  B, 

ZLIII.     TO  GAKDIDUS. 

This  is  your  community  of  goods  among  fnends,  Gandidus ; 
this  is  your  community  of  goods  which  you  talk  about  so 
grandiloquently  day  and  night.  You  are  clad  in  a  toga  wash- 
ed in  the  waters  of  Lacedsemoniau  GalsBsus,  or  one  which 
Parma  supplied  from  a  select  flock :  but  I,  in  one  which  the 
stuffed  figure  first  exposed  to  the  furious  boms  of  the  bull,.^ 
would  be  unwilling  should  be  called  his.  The  land  of  Cad- 
mus has  provided  you  with  coats  dyed  by  the  descendants 
of  Agenor ;  for  my  scarlet  vestments  you  would  not  get  three 
sesterces.  Your  Libyan  tables  are  supported  on  feet  of  In- 
dian ivory ;  my  beechen  table  is  propped  up  with  a  pot- 
sherd. Immense  mullets,  on  your  board,  cover  dishes  of  yellow 
gold;  with  me,  my  earthen  platter  is  ruddy  with  a  craw- 
fish of  the  same  colour  as  itself.  Your  crowd  of  attend- 
ants might  vie  with  the  Idsean  Ganymede :  my  hand  serves 
me  for  an  attendant.  From  such  a  mass  of  wealth  you  give 
nothing  to  an  old  and  faithful  companion,  and  do  you  say, 
Gandidus,  that  the  goods  of  friends  are  common  ? 

Still  in  your  mouth,  and  at  your  fingers?  ends, 

These  words, — *' All  things  are  common  amongst  Mends." 

Fine  doth,  or  Genoa  velvet,  is  your  coat : 

A  tatter'd  scare-scrow  mine,  not  worth  a  groat. 

With  tables  of  mahogany  you're  stored : 

I  have  but  one,  and  that  a  beechen  board. 

The  ample  sahoion  fills  vour  golden  dish : 

The  crao  my  platter,  coloured  like  the  fish. 

Your  servants  spruce,  each  seems  a  Ganymede : 

Me  a  dumb-waiter  serves  whene'er  I  feed. 

For  old  acquaintance  do  you  nothing  care  ? 

From  so  much  riches  can  you  nothing  spare  ? 

Is  your  expression  a  vain  song,  which  ends 

Where  it  begun  ? — All 's  common  amongst  friends.       Hoi§* 

•  In  the  arena.  See  Public  Shows,  Ep.  19. 


108  kabtial's 

All  things  are  common  amongst  fnends,  thou  aay'st; 

This  is  thy  morning  and  thy  eVning  song : 
Thou  in  rich  point  and  Indian  silk  art  dressed. 

Six  foreign  steeds  to  thy  calash  belong ; 

Whilst  by  my  clothes  the  ragman  scarce  would  gain ; 

And  an  uneasy  hackney  jolts  my  sides : 
A  cloak  embroidered  interrupts  thy  rain, 

A  worsted  camblet  my  torn  breeches  hides. 

Turbots  and  mullets  thy  large  dishes  hold, 

In  mine  a  soUtary  wniting  lies : 
Thy  train  might  fire  the  impotent  and  old, 

Whilst  my  poor  hand  a  Ganymede  supplies. 

For  an  old  wanting  friend  thou  It  nothing  do, 

Yet  aU  is  common  among  friends  we  know : 

Nothing  so  common  as  to  use  'em  so.  Sedley. 

ILIT.     ON   SEXTTJS. 

Whether  it  be  a  slave  that  I  have  bought,  or  a  new  toga, 
or  something  worth  perhaps  three  or  four  pounds,  Sextus, 
that  usurer,  who,  you  all  know,  is  an  old  acquaintance  of 
mine,  is  immediately  afraid  lest  I  should  ask  a  loan,  and 
takes  his  measures  accordingly ;  whispering  to  himself,  but 
80  that  I  may  hear :  *'  I  owe  Secundus  seven  thousand  ses- 
terces, Phoebus  four,  Philetus  eleven  ;  and  there  is  not  a  far- 
thing in  my  cash-box.*'  Profound  stratagem  of  my  old  ac- 
quaintance !  It  is  hard  to  refuse  me  a  favour,  Sextus,  when 
you  are  asked ;  how  much  harder,  before  you  are  asked. 

Whether  1  've  bought  a  frieze  coat,  or  a  boy. 
For  three  or  four  tmies  double  the  poimd  Troy, 
Forthwith  the  usurer  Sextus,  whom  you  know 
To  be  my  ancient  neighbour-friend  in  show. 
In  care  lest  I  should  Borrow  of  him,  fears, 
And  whispers  to  himself,  but  by  my  ears, 
**  I  to  Secundus  owe  seven  thousand  pounds ; 
To  Phcebus  four ;  eleven  Philetus  sounds ; 
Whilst  I  have  not  one  fiarthing  in  my  chest." 
Oh  my  conceited  friend's  ingenious  lest ! 
Sextus,  'tis  hard  to  give  a  &.t  denial 
When  thou  art  ask'd  $  much  more  before  the  tria.. 

Fteielur. 


BOOK   n.]  EPIGBAMS.  109 

The  scrivener,  who  of  late  so  rich  is  crown, 
Whom  we  have  long  so  intimately  known, 
Saw  my  coat  laced,  my  boy  in  livery  wait, 
And  on  my  side-board  a  small  piece  of  plate: 
He  thence  concludes,  I  'm  now  extravagant; 
And,  fearing  I  may  his  assistance  want. 
He  mumbles  to  himself,  that  I  may  hear: 
^  My  God !  what  will  become  of  me  this  year ! 
Seven  thousand  pounds  to  Gripe,  to  Shylock  four 
I  owe;  and  to  mv  broker  as  much  more! 
And  not  one  farthing  by  me !  nor  can  set  !*' 
How  great,  old  friend,  is  your  Change-fQley  wit! 
To  ask  and  be  denied  is  hard,  all  know: 
Before  I  ask,  is  most  extremely  so.  Hay. 

When  I  had  purchased  a  fresh  whore  or  coat 

For  which  I  knew  not  how  to  pay, 
Sextus,  that  wretched,  covetous  old  sot, 

My  ancient  friend,  as  he  will  say, 
Lest  I  should  borrow  of  him  took  great  care. 

And  mutter'd  to  himself  aloud. 
So  as  he  knew  I  could  not  choose  but  hear, 

How  much  he  to  Secundus  owed ; 

And  twice  as  much  he  paid  for  interest. 

Nor  had  one  farthing  in  his  trusty  chest : 

If  I  had  ask'd,  I  knew  he  would  not  lend , 

T  is  new,  before-hand,  to  deny  a  friend.  Sedkf* 


XLT,     TO   GLTPTTTS. 

Qua  tibi  non  stabat  prscisa  est;  mentula,  Glypte. 
Demens,  cum  ferro  quid  tibi  ?  Gkdlus  eras. 

O  Glipto,  ti  sei  mutilato  il  membro,  che  gia  non  erigeva.  BalordOy 
die  neoesrita  avevi  tu  di  coltello  ?    Ehi  pur  Gallo.  GragUa. 


ILYI.     ON   N^YOLrS. 

Like  as  flowery  Hybla  is  variegated  with  manj  a  colour, 
when  the  Sicilian  bees  are  laying  waste  the  fleeting  gifts  of 
springy  so  your  presses  shine  with  piles  of  dofULs,  your 
wardrobe  glistens  with  uncounted  robes.  And  your  white 
garments,  which  the  land  of  Apulia  produced  from  more 
than  one  flock,  would  clothe  a  wnole  mbe.    You  look,  un« 


110  KABTUlL'S 

moyed,  upon  your  ill-clad  friend  in  the  winter  montliE^  ebame 
on  70U 1  while  you  yoiirself  fear  the  cold  which  pierces  my 
ragged  side.  What  sacrifice  would  it  have  been,  wretched 
mortal,  to  deprive  of  a  couple  of  habits — (what  do  you  fear  P) 
— not  yourself,  NsqyoIus,  but  the  moths  P 

Not  aU  the  hues  the  blooming  Hybla  sees, 
When  Bhortrliyed  spring  revives  Sicilian  bees, 
With  the  rich  glones  of  the  vestments  vie, 
That  thy  vast  wardrobe's  endless  stores  supply. 
Though  a  whole  nation  warm  the  fleece  could  keep, 
Shorn  from  thy  numberless  Apulian  sheep; 
Thou  canst  supine  ihy  threadbare  friend  oehold, 
Inhuman  eye  him !  shieldless  from  the  cold. 
What  were  it,  should'st  thou  reave  two  bits  of  doth; 
Nay,  frown  not :  not  from  thee,  but  from  the  moth  ? 

XLYH.    TO    GALLrS. 

Subdola  famossB  moneo  fuge  retia  moechcB, 

Levior  o  conchis,  Galle,  Cytheriacis. 
Confides  natibus  P  non  est  psdico  maritus : 

Qu»  faciat  duo  sunt :  irrumat  aut  futuit* 

O  Gallo  piU  sensuale  delle  Citeriache  conchiglie,  fugan*  f  aviso,  i 
fraudolenti  aguati  della  si  nota  corteggiana.  Taffidi  tu  sfle  natiche  ? 
II  suo  marito  non  sodomizza.  Due  sono  le  cose  che  pratica :  irruma 
o  immembra.  Qraglia, 

XLVm.     TO  BUTTTB. 

A  wine-merchant,  a  butcher,  a  bath,  a  barber,  a  chess- 
board and  men,  and  a  few  books  (but  give  me  the  selection 
of  them)  ;  one  companion,  not  too  unpolished ;  a  tall  ser- 
vant, one  who  preserves  his  youthful  bloom  for  a  long  time ; 
a  damsel  beloved  of  my  servant :  secure  me  these  things, 
Sufus,  even  though  it  were  at  Butunti,^  and  you  may  keep 
to  yourself  the  baths  of  Nero. 

Wine,  and  good  fare,  and  my  own  person  nice, 
Backgammon-tables,  and  a  pair  of  mce. 
Books  very  few,  but  those  all  chosen  right, 
One  only  friend,  and  him  not  unpolitCi 

'  An  obscure  town  of  Apulia. 


BOOK  n.]  SPIGBAMS.  Ill 

A  man  and  maid,  both  honest,  free  from  crime, 
fioth  neat  and  handy,  and  in  age's  prime, 
Grant  me  in  any  comer  of  the  land^ 
Yours  be  the  town;  or  yours  the  world's  command. 

Bay. 

XLIX.     OK   TELS8IT7A. 

Uzorem  nolo  Telesinam  ducere :  quare  ? 
Moecha  est.    Sed  pueris  dat  Telesina.   Yolo. 

lo  non  yoglio  sposar  Telesina.    Perche  P    E'  una  meretrice.    Ma 
Telesina  si  oa  ai  ragazzL    La  TOglio.  Oraglia. 


L.     TO   LSSBIA. 

Quod  fellas  et  aquam  potas,  nil,  Lesbia,  peccas. 
Qua  tibi  parte  opus  est,  Lesbia,  sumis  aquam. 

Perdie  ta  feUi,  e  beyi  acqua,  fai  nulla  ohe  ripugnL  Tn,  o  Lesbia, 
prendi  acqua  per  quella  parte  che  ti  fa  bisogno.  QragUa, 

Lesbia  talks  loosely,  and  does  water  drink : 

Thou  dost  welly  Lesbia,  so  to  wash  the  sink.    Amoi^  169S. 


LI.    OK  HYLLrs. 

IJnus  BflBpe  tibi  tot&  denarius  arcft 
Oum  sit,  et  hie  culo  tritior/Hylle,  tuo, 

Non  tainen  hunc  pistor,  non  auferet  hunc  tibi  copo, 
Sed  si  quia  nimio  pene  superbus  erit. 

Infeliz  venter  spectat  convivia  culi, 
Et  semper  miser  hie  esurit,  iUe  rorat. 

Quantunque  tutto  0  tuo  danaro  soyyente  non  consista,  o  Hilo, 
the  in  una  sola  moneta,  e  queeta  mii  rimenata  del  tuo  culo : 
con  tutto  cid  il  panatiere  non  te  la  tiredL  dalle  mani,  ne  tampoco 
I'osEte;  ma  bensi  se  qualcuno  sari  baldanzoso  per  esser  bene  in 
memlnro.  Lo  sfortunato  ventre  sta  a  yedere  i  banchetti  del  culo, 
e  mentre  miserabile,  questo  ha  sempre  frune,  quello  divora. 

Oraglia. 

Ln.    oir  DAsirs. 
DasioB  M  a  shrewd  hand  at  ocranting  his  female  bathers ; 


112  HABTIAL*8 

he  asked  the  bulky  Spatale  the  price  of  tliree,  and  she 
gave  it.^ 

Keen  Dasius,  counting  all  the  dames  to  lave, 

Ask'd  breast-svoln  Spatale  for  three :  she  gave.    Elpkinsiom. 

Lm.     TO   MAXIKUS. 

Do  you  wish  to  become  free?  You  lie,  Mazimus,  you  do 
not  wish  it.  But  if  you  should  wish  to  become  so,  you  can. 
in  this  way.  You  wiU  be  free,  if  you  give  up  dining  out ; 
if  the  Yeientan  grape  assuages  your  thirst ;  if  you  can  smile 
at  the  golden  dishes  of  the  querulous  Cinna ;  if  you  can  be 
content  in  a  toga  like  mine ;  if  a  plebeian  mistress  becomes 
yours  for  a  couple  of  small  coins ;  if  you  can  submit  to  lower 
your  head  when  you  enter  your  house.  If  you  have  strength 
and  force  of  mind  such  as  this,  you  may  live  more  free  than 
the  monarch  of  Parthia. 

Would  you  be  free  ?  't  is  your  chief  wish,  you  say. 
Come  on ;  I  '11  show  thee,  friend,  the  certain  way : 
If  to  no  feasts  abroad  thou  loy'st  to  go, 
Whilst  bounteous  God  does  bread  at  nome  bestow; 
If  thou  the  goodness  of  thy  clothes  do*Bt  prize 
Bv  thine  own  use,  and  not  bv  others'  eyes; 
If  (only  safe  from  weathers)  thou  canst  dwell 
In  a  small  house,  but  a  convenient  shell; 
If  thou  without  a  sigh,  or  golden  wish, 
Canst  look  upon  thy  beechen  bowl  and  dish; 
If  in  thy  mind  such  power  and  greatness  be ; 
The  Persian  king 's  a  slave  compared  with  thee. 

Cfowley. 

Advice  to  a  Chaplain:  —  Familiarised  in  the  Manner  of  Dr  Sufift, 

Parson !  't  is  false ;  I  '11  ne'er  beUeve 
With  liberty  you  wish  to  live : 
You  hug  your  chains,  and  cut  your  jokes 
On  us,  poor  independent  folks. 
But  would  you  then  indeed  be  free  ? 
Come,  1 11  prescribe — without  a  fee. 

First,  then,  't  is  plain  you  love  to  eat, 
And  haunt  the  tables  of  the  great : 

1  Dasiusx  was  the  proprietor  or  supermtendent  of  baths  for  females. 
Spatale  was  so  large  that  he  requi^dd  her  to  pay  the  price  of  three 
women ;  a  demand  to  which  she  made  no  objection.  SpatuUe  el  dum  ilHui 
mammm.  says  the  Delphin  Commentator,  trium  loeum  ooeupabanL 


[.]  BPie&AHS.  US 

Tou  shun  the  man,  and  think  him  poor^ 
That  cannot  give  you  '<  four  and  four. " 
Indeed,  my  friend,  this  must  not  be ; 
A  parasite  can  ne'er  be  firee. 

Next,  Doctor,  you  must  drink  no  wine. — 
Ck.  Why  so  ?  Saint  Paul,  that  great  divine, 
Says, «  Drink  a  little."—/'.  That 's  not  the  question ) 
You  can't  afford  it — Ch.  But  for  digestion — 
F,  A  glass  of  cider,  or  old  mead. 
Or  e'en  mild  ale,  will  do  the  deed. 

Then,  you  're  a  captain  in  your  dress ; 
A  good  black  frieze  would  cost  you  less. 
And  look  more  venerable  too. 
Than  that  grey  cloth  which  I  call  blue. 
Talk  what  you  please,  you  11  ne'er  be  free. 
If  you  despise  economy. 
Perhaps,  too,  you  may  think  a  wife 
Amongst  the  requisites  of  life : 
Why,  take  some  healthy  fanner's  daughter, 
Some  Bloutalind — nay,  sfjare  your  laughter : 
She  11  mend  your  shirts,  inspect  your  brewing  ^ 
A  lady,  sir,  would  be  your  ruin. 

Tour  pars'nage  house,  I  own,  is  mean ; 
But  see !  that  fragrant  jessamine ; 
See !  how  that  woodbine  round  the  door 
And  lattice  blooms — What  would  you  more  P 
Oh  I  Doctor,  could  you  but  despise 
Life's  pompous  superfluities ; 
Could  you  but  learn  to  live  content 
With  what  indulgent  HeaVn  has  sent; 
Whate'er  your  lot,  you  'd  live  more  free 
Than  any  prince — ^in  Gemun^,  Bev.  R.  Oravei' 

Tou  talk  of  freedom,  trust  me,  friend, 

Your  freedom  all  in  talk  will  end. 

If 't  is  your  passion  to  be  free, 

CSontented  dme  at  home,  like  me ; 

Your  beverage  draw  from  Wbitbread's  butt ; 

Wear  useful  clothes  of  homely  cut ; 

And  thouffh  you  cease  to  please  the  fair, 

Discard  afl  powder  from  your  hair : 

Walk  undistinguish'd  'mid  the  group, 

Nor  scorn  a  door  that  makes  you  stoop 

To  such  a  plan  contract  your  view. 

And  kings  will  be  less  free  than  you.  drntn. 


114  HABTIAL*8 

Would*8t  thou  be  firee  ?  I  fear  thou  art  in  jest 
But  if  thou  would'st,  this  is  the  only  law ; 

Be  no  man's  tayem  nor  domestic  guest : 
Drink  wholesome  wine  which  thy  own  servants  draw. 

Of  knavish  Cario  scorn  the  ill- got  plate, 
The  numerous  servants  and  the  cringing  throng : 

With  a  few  friends  on  fewer  dishes  eat, 
And  let  thy  clothes,  like  mine,  be  plain  and  strong. 

Such  friendships  make  as  thou  may'st  ke^  with  ease ; 

Great  men  expect  what  good  men  hate  to  pay ; 
Be  never  thou  tnyself  in  nain  to  please, 

But  leave  to  fools  and  knaves  th*  uncertain  prey. 

Let  thy  expense  with  thy  estate  keep  pace ; 

Meddle  with  no  man's  business,  save  thine  own : 
Contented  pay  for  a  plebeian  face, 

And  leave  vain  fops  the  beauties  of  the  town. 

If  to  this  pitch  of  virtue  thou  canst  bring 

Thy  mind,  thou  'rt  freer  than  the  Persian  king. 

Sediey. 
LIT.    TO  Lurrs. 

Quid  de  te,  Line,  suspicetur  uxor, 
&  qui  parte  velit  pudiciorem, 
Certis  indiciis  satis  probavit, 
Custodem  tibi  qu»  dedit  spadonem. 
Nil  nasutius  hac  maligniusque  est. 

Tua  mobile  o  Lino,  che  ti  diede  un'  eunuoo  per  guaroia  ha  da 
eerti  indiz)  dinotato  qual  cosa  di  te  sospetti,  ed  in  qual  parte  ti 
voglia  piii  pudico.  Nulla  v*  d  di  piii  sagace  di  cost^,  e  nulla  di  piii 
astuto.  Qraglia. 

LV.    TO  SEXTUS. 

You  wish  to  be  treated  with  deference,  Sextus :  I  wished 
to  love  you.  I  must  obey  you :  you  shall  be  treated  with 
deference,  as  you  desire.  But  if  I  treat  you  with  deference, 
I  shall  not  love  you. 

Yes ;  I  submit,  my  lord ;  you  've  eain'd  your  end : 
■  I  'm  now  your  slave — ^that  would  have  been  your  friend ; 
I  'U  bow,  1 11  cringe,  be  supple  as  your  glove ; — 
Respect,  adore  you—ev'rytning  but — ^love.      Bgv,  B.  Oravet 

I  aS&t  love,  but  thou  respect  wilt  have ; 

Take,  Sextus,  all  thy  priae  and  folly  crave : 

But  know  I  can  be  no  man's  friend  and  slave.    Ssdk^, 


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BOOK  n.]  BflGSAMS.  115 

LTI.   TO  OALLVS. 

Among  the  nations  of  Libya  ^  your  wife,  G-allus,  is  un- 
happily renowned  for  the  disgraceful  reproach  of  immoder- 
ate aTarice.  But  what  is  said  of  her  is  pure  falsehood ;  she  is 
not  in  the  habit  of  receiving  always.  What  then  is  she  in 
the  habit  of  doing  ?    Granting. 

GaUiis,  thy  wife  is  taxed  for  the  vice 

(Among  the  Libyans)  of  foul  avarice : 

But  she  IB  wronged,  and  all  are  lies  they  tell ; 

None  cheaper  does  herself  both  give  and  selL  Ation.  1695. 

LTn.     ON  A  PBETSKDEB. 

He,  whom  you  see  walking  slowly  along  with  careless  step, 
who  takes  his  way,  in  violet-coloured  robes,  through  the 
middle  of  the  square ;  whom  my  friend  Publius  does  not  sur- 
in  dress,  nor  even  Cordus  bimself,  the  Alpha  of  Cloaks  ; 

,  I  say,  who  is  followed  by  a  band  of  clients  and  slaves,  and 
a  litter  with  new  curtains  and  girths,  has  but  just  now  pawned 
his  ling  at  Cladius'  counter  for  barely  eight  sesterces,  to  get 
himsef  a  dinner. 

He  whom  you  see  to  walk  in  so  much  state. 

Waving  and  slow,  with  a  majestic  gait, 

In  purple  clad,  passing  the  nobles'  seat, 

My  Publius  not  in  garments  more  complete ; — 

"Wnose  new  rich  cou^,  with  gilt  and  studded  reins, 

Fair  boys  and  gown-men  follow  in  great  trains, 

Lately  his  very  ring  in  pawn  did  lay 

For  four  poor  crowns,  his  supper  to  defray. 

Jnon.  1695. 

LYIII.      TO   ZOILTTS. 

In  your  new  and  beautiful  robes,  Zoilus,  you  smile  at  my 
threadbare  clothes.  They  are  threadbare,  Zoilus,  I  adn\it ; 
but  they  are  my  own. 

You,  sprucelv  clothed,  lau^h  at  my  threadbare  gown : 

T  is  tnread-bare  truly,  Zoilus,  but  ndne  own.  Wright. 

Your 're  fine,  and  ridicule  my  thread-bare  gown. 
Thread-bare  indeed  it  is ; — ^but  *t  is  my  own.  Hay, 

Embroider'd  Rufus  jeers  my  thread-bare  vest, 
rr  is  paid  for,  Rufus.    Now,  where  lies  the  jest? 

Anon.  1695. 

^  Gallus,  it  is  supposed,  had  been  prflctor  of  Libya  or  Africa. 

1  2 


116  ICUtTIAL'S 

LCE.      OV  A  SMALL  PimirO-HALL. 

I  am  called  Mica :  ^  what  I  am  you  see,  a  small  duiing- 
liall ;  from  me,  behold,  you  view  the  dome  of  the  imperii 
Mausoleum.  Press  the  couches ;  call  for  wine ;  crown  yourself 
with  roses ;  perfume  yourself  with  odours :  the  god  himself^ 
bids  you  remember  death. 

I  'm  call'd  the  Crumb :  a  petty  supping-home ; 
From  me  thou  kemiest  the  Ccesarean  dome. 
Prepare  the  beds,  the  wines,  the  roses,  nard : 
The  god  himself  enjoins  thee  death's  regard. 

ElphtKsion, 

LX.      TO  HTLLUS. 

roune  Hyllus,  you  are  the  favoured  gallant  of  the  wife 
of  a  military  tribune ;  do  you  fear,  in  consequence,  merely 
the  punishment  of  a  child  ?  Have  a  care ;  whue  thus  divert- 
ing yourself,  your  flame  will  be  suddenly  extinguished.  Will 
you  tell  me,  "  This  is  not  lawful "  ?  Well,  and  what  you  are 
doing,  Hyllus,  is  that  lawful  P 

Audacious  stripline,  hast  no  shame, 

To  tempt  an  armed  tribune's  dame  P 

And  dost  thou,  younsster,  barely  fear 

The  chastisement  all  ooys  revere  P 

No  more  be  thus  thy  boldness  propp'd : 

Thine  aU  of  manly  will  be  lopp  d. 

The  law,  thou  say'st,  will  ne  er  allow. 

Does  law,  my  lad,  thy  pranks  avow  P      ElpMnstom, 

LXI.     OV  A   SLAKDEBEB. 

Cum  tibi  vemarent  dubi&  lanugine  mal», 

Lambebat  medios  improba  lingua  viros. 
Postquam  triste  caput  iastidia  vespillonum 

Et  miseri  meruit  tsedia  camificis, 
Uteris  ore  alitor  nimidque  aarugine  captus 

AJlatras  nomen  quod  tibi  cunque  datur. 
Hffireat  inguinibus  potius  tam  noxia  lingua : 

Nam  cum  fellaret,  purior  ilia  fuit. 

Allorche  un'  apparente  lanuffine  spontava  su  1  tuo  volte,  la  sozza 
tua  lingua  lambiva  i  centri  viiuL    Dopo  che  la  tua  odiata  testa  si 

^  A  dining-hall  erected  by  Domitian,  called  Mica,  "Crumb,*'  or 
"  Minnikin,"  from  its  smallness. 

*  The  god  of  the  building,  that  is,  Domitian,  to  whom  it  was  dedi- 
ested. 


BOOK  n.]  BPIGBA1C8.  117 

tird  1'  aTenione  de'beocamorti,  e  lo  schiffo  del  camefice,  fai  altr*  uso 
deUa  tua  lin^a,  ossesso  da  an'  ecceasiyo  liyore,  la  Bcateni  contxo 
chiunque  ti  yiene  in  mente.  Sia  la  tua  esecrabil  lingua  piutosto 
appeaa  alle  pudenda,  imperocche  essa  mentre  fellava,  era  meno  im- 
pura.  Ora^Ua. 

LXII.      TO  LABIENUS. 

Quod  pectus,  quod  crura  tibi,  quod  brachia  yellis, 
Quod  cincta  est  brevibus  mentula  tonsa  pilis : 

Hoc  prsBstas,  Labiene,  tuse — quis  nescit  P — amicse. 
Cm  pnestas  culum,  quod,  Labiene,  pilas  P 

11  perche  ti  dissetoli  il  petto,  le  pambe,  le  braccia,  il  perche  la 
rasa  tua  mentola  e  cinta  di  curti  peli,  chi  non  sa,  che  tutto  questo, 
o  Labiene,  prepari  per  la  tua  arnica.  Per  chi,  o  Labieno,  prepari 
tu  il  culo,  che  dissetoli  ?  Gtaglia, 

LXni.      TO  HILIOHUB. 

Tou  had  but  a  hundred  thousand  sesterces,  Milichus,  and 
those  were  consumed  in  ransoming  Leda  from  the  Via  Sacra. 
This,  Milichus,  would  have  been  an  act  of  great  extravagance, 
had  70U  loved  at  such  a  price,  even  though  rich.  You  will 
at  once  tell  me,  '*  1  am  not  in  love."  It  is  still  an  act  of  great 
extravagance.^ 

The  hundredth  sesterce  thou  hadst  just  to  pay, 

Which  bought  thee  Leda,  from  the  Sacred  Way. 

Of  wealth  in  love  luxuriant  the  disburse ! 

I  'm  in  no  love,  cries  Milic.    Ten  times  worse.  Blphinston. 

LIIT.      TO   LAUBrS. 

While  you  are  thinking  of  becoming,  sometimes  a  lawyer, 
sometimes  a  professor  of  eloquence,  and  cannot  decide, 
Laurus,  what  you  mean  to  be,  the  age  of  Peleus,  and  Priam, 
and  Nestor,  has  passed  by  with  you,  and  it  would  now  be 
late  enough  for  you  even  to  retire  from  an^  profession.  Be- 
gin ;  three  professors  of  eloquence  have  died  in  one  year,  if 
you  have  courage,  and  any  talent  in  that  line.  If  you  de- 
cide against  the  School,  all  the  courts  of  law  are  in  a  perfect 
fever  of  litigation ;  Marsyas  himself  ^  mighti  become  a  Lawyer. 
Come,  give  over  this  delay ;  how  much  longer  are  we  to  await 
your  decision  P  While  thus  hesitating  wnat  to  be,  you  are 
becoming  unfit  for  anything  at  all. 

1  A  dilemma.     If  you  Tansomed  her  for  love,  you  were  extravagaDt ;  if 
jon  ransomed  her  without  being  in  love  with  her,  you  were  extravagant 
'  The  statue  of  Marsyas  in  the  forum. 


118  kabtlax'b 

Sometimes  a  lawyer,  sometimes  a  diyinoy 

You  say,  you  '11  he ;  yet  neither  are  in  fine  | 

Before  you  fix  your  choice,  you  lose  an  age ; 

Fit  to  retire,  before  you  mount  the  stage. 

Three  bishops  are  gone  off  within  the  year ; 

If  you  have  any  soul,  you  *11  now  appear. 

Or  else,  there 's  so  much  business  m  the  laws, 

A  post,  if  robed,  could  never  want  a  cause. 

Rouse :  in  this  world  begin  to  preach  or  plead, 

You  '11  make  a  sorry  dean  or  seijeant  dead.        Sa^f 

While  rhetorician,  lawyer,  tempts  thy  choice, 

And  what  Uiou  'It  be  still  hanes  upon  thy  voice : 

Wilt  thou  old  Priam's  age  or  Nestor's  wait  P 

Now  wilt  thou  fix  ?  't  is  long  ago  too  late : 

Nay  come — this  year  three  rhetoricians  died : 

Come— hast  thou  spirit  P  brains  P  the  schools  are  wide. 

If  you  dislike  the  schools,  the  law-courts  brawl, 

To  rouse  e'en  Marsyas  from  his  pedestal. 

Come,  ho !  decide,  or  must  we  still  gaze  on : 

Doubt'st  thou  what  something  thou  wilt  fix  upon  P 

Thou  canst  be  nothing  now,— time  was,  't  is  gone.        EUo9u 

One  month  a  lawyer,  thou  the  next  wilt  be 
A  grave  physician,  and  the  third  a  priest : 

Choose  quicklv  one  profession  of  the  mree ; 
Married  to  her,  thou  yet  ma/st  court  the  rest. 

Whilst  thou  stand'st  doubting,  Bradbury  has  got 
Five  thousand  pounds,  and  Conquest  as  mudi  more ; 

W is  made  B from  a  drunken  sot : 

Leap  in,  and  stand  not  shiv'ring  on  the  shore. 

On  anv  one  amiss  thou  canst  not  fall ; 

Thou  'It  end  in  nothing  if  thou  grasp'st  at  all.         Sediey. 

LXY.      TO   SALEIAKTS. 

Why  do  we  see  Saleianus  with  a  sadder  air  than  usual  P— 
Ib  the  reason  a  trifling  one  ?  I  have  just  buried  my  wife. 
Bays  he.  Oh  great  crune  of  destiny !  oh  heavy  chance !  Is 
she  dead,  she  so  .wealthy,  Secundilla,  dead,  who  brought  you 
a  dower  of  a  million  sesterces  ?  I  would  not  hare  ISbA  this 
happen  to  you,  Saleianus. 

Why  seem  you  dead  to  all  the  ioys  of  life  P 
Have  I  not  cause  P  you  say : — I  've  lost  my  infe. 


BOOK  n.]  XFIGBAH8.  119 

Oh  cuned  fate !  and  oh  misfortune  dire ! 
That  one  so  wealthy  should  so  soon  expire ! 
Who  left  you  twice  fiye  hundred  annuu  rent ! 
I  'm  sorry  you  haTe  had  this  accident.  Hay, 

LXTI.      TO  liALAGE. 

One  ringlet  of  hair,  in  the  whole  circle  of  Lalage's  tresses, 
was  out  of  its  place,  having  been  badly  fixed  by  an  erring 
pin.  This  crime,  she  punished  with  the  mirror,!  by  means  of 
which  she  discovered  it,  and  Plecusa  fell  to  the  ground  under 
her  blows,  in  consequence  of  the  cruel  hair.  Cease  now,  La- 
lage,  to  adorn  your  fatal  locks ;  let  no  waiting-woman  hence- 
forth touch  your  outrageous  head.  Let  the  salamander'  leave 
its  venom  on  it,  or  the  razor  pitilessly  denude  it,  that  the 
image  may  be  worthy  of  your  mirror. 

One  single  curl  bejond  its  bounds  had  stray'd ; 
The  wandering  hair-pin  one  false  loop  had  made. 
This  fault  to  Lalage  her  mirror  shows ; 
Plecusa's  head  receives  its  stunning  blows. 
Cease,  Lalage,  to  deck  thy  brows ;  forbear ; 
Cease,  maidens,  cease  to  dress  that  fury's  hair. 
Let  scissors  clip,  or  asps  among  it  sit ; 
Then,  then  her  iajce  that  mirror  shall  befit. 

Anff,  Joum,  ofEdueaium,  Jan.  1856, 

LlVn.      TO   FOSTUKTTS. 

In  whatever  place  you  meet  me,  Postumus,  you  cry  out  im- 
mediately, and  your  very  first  words  are,  "  How  do  you  .do  P** 
You  say  this,  even  if  you  meet  me  ten  times  in  one  single 
hour :  you,  Postumus,  have  nothing,  I  suppose,  to  do. 

Whoe'er  thee,  Postumus,  does  chance  to  meet, 

Thou  sa/st,  *' What  dost  thou  P"  thus  thou  all  dost  greet 

Ten  times  an  hour,  if  met :  by  which  dost  show 

That  thou  thyself  but  little  hast  to  do.  Anon.  1695. 

LXVIII.      TO   OLTTS. 

Because  I  now  address  you  by  your  name,  when  I  used 
before  to  call  you  lord  and  master,  do  not  regard  me  as  pre- 
sumptuous. At  the  price  of  all  my  chattels  I  have  purchased 
my  cap  of  liberty.  He  only  wants  lords  and  masters  who 
cannot  govern  himself,  and  who  covets  what  lords  and  masters 

^  A  brazen  mirror.  *  An  animal  something  like  a  lisard,  su]  posed 
to  yield  a  poisonous  liquid,  used  as  a  depiUatory. 


130  mabtial's 

covet.    If  you  can  do  without  a  servant,  OIub,  jcu  can  also 
do  without  a  master. 

That  I  do  you  with  humhle  bows,  no  more, 

And  daneer  of  my  naked  head,  adore ; 

That  I,  who  lord  and  master  cried  erewhile, 

Salute  you  in  a  new  and  different  style. 

By  your  own  name,  a  scandal  to  you  now  $ 

Think  not  that  I  forset  mvself  and  you : 

By  loss  of  all  things  oy  all  others  sought, 

This  freedom,  and  the  freeman's  hat,  is  bought 

A  lord  and  master  ho  man  wants,  but  he 

Who  o'er  himself  has  no  authority. 

Who  does  for  honours  and  for  riches  strive. 

And  follies,  without  which  lords  cannot  live. 

If  thou  from  fortune  dost  no  servant  crave. 

Believe  it,  thou  no  master  need'st  to  have.  Cowley, 


TiXrX.      TO   OLASSICUS. 

Ton  say,  Classicus,  that  it  is  a^iinst  your  will  that  you 
dine  from  home.  May  I  perish,  Classicus,  if  you  do  not  lie. 
Even  Apicius  himself  delighted  in  going  out  to  dinner,  and, 
when  he  dined  at  home,  was  rather  out  of  spirits.  If, 
however,  you  go  against  your  will,  why,  Classicus,  do  you 
go  at  all  r  ''1  am  obliged,"  you  say.  It  is  true ;  just  as 
much  as  Selius  *  is  oblifi;ed.  See  now,  Melior  invites  you  to 
a  regular  dinner,  Classicus ;  where  are  your  grand  protest- 
ations ?  if  you  are  a  man,  say  "  No." 

Unwillingly  thou  supp'st  abroad !  I  '11  die. 

If  what  uou  say'st  be  not  a  splendid  lie. 

In  others'  treats  Apicius  did  aelight, 

And  with  reffret  at  home  did  pass  the  night. 

If  thou  unwuling  art,  why  dost  thou  so  ? 

Thou  'rt  forced,  thou  say'st.    All  smell-feasts  are  forced  so. 

Melior  invites  thee  to  a  sumptuous  feast : 
Where  are  thy  brags  F  Deny.   I^ow  is  the  test.   Amm.  169^ 

When  thou  art  ask'd  to  sup  abroad, 
Thou  swear'st  thou  hast  but  newly  dined ; 

That  eating  late  does  overload 

The  stomach,  and  oppress  the  mind ; 

>  A  parssito.    See  Eps.  1 1  and  1 «. 


BOOK  II.]  EPIOBAM8.  121 

fiat  if  Apicius  makes  a  treat, 

The  slenderest  summons  thou  obey^st ; 
No  child  is  greedier  of  the  teat 

Than  thou  art  of  the  bounteous  feast. 

There  thou  wilt  drink  till  every  star 

Be  swallow'd  by  the  rising  sun ; 
Such  charms  hath  wine  we  pay  not  for, 

And  mirth  at  other's  charge  begun. 

Who  shuns  his  club,  yet  flies  to  every  treat, 

Does  not  a  sapper,  but  a  reckoning  hate.         Sedhy. 

LXX.      TO   COTILUS. 

Non  vis  in  solio  prius  lavari 
Quenquam,  Gotile ;  causa  quae,  nisi  hsc  est, 
TJndifl  ne  fovearis  irrumatis  ? 
Primus  te  licet  abluas,  necesse  est, 
Ante  hie  mentula,  quam  caput,  lavetur. 

Tu,  o  Cotilo,  non  yuoi  che  nessuno  si  lavi  nel  tino  prima  di  te. 
Qnal  n'^  la  cagione,  se  non  d  questa  ?  Che  non  vuoi  lavarti  in 
aoqae  irrumate.  Bisogna  dunque  che  tu  ti  lavi  il  primo,  a  con- 
dizume  che  tu  ti  lavi  la  mentola  prima  del  capo.  Qraglia. 

LZXI.      TO    G^GILIANTTS. 

No  one  is  more  ingenious  than  yourself,  Csscilianus;  I 
have  remarked  it.  Whenever  I  read  a  few  distichs  from  my 
own  compositions,  you  forthwith  recite  some  bits  of  Marsus 
or  Catullus.  Do  you  offer  me  these,  as  though  what  you 
read  were  inferior  to  mine,  so  that,  when  placed  side  by  side, 
my  compositions  should  gain  by  the  comparison  ?  I  belieye 
you  do.  Nevertheless  I  should  prefer,  Oaecilianus,  that  you 
recite  your  own. 

There 's  none  than  thee  more  candid  can  be  said, 
Who,  when  some  narcels  in  my  book  thou  *st  read, 
From  Marsus  or  Uatidlus  dost  recite 
The  like,  to  show  how  much  I  better  write, 
Compared  with  them.    Thy  goodwill 's  to  me  known, 
But  would  thou  'dst  read  some  verses  of  thine  own. 

Anon.  1695. 
Nothing,  I  see,  your  candour  can  exceed. 
My  distichs  whensoe'er  you  please  to  read : 
From  Drvden  or  from  Pope  you  cite  a  line. 
To  show  how  much  they  both  faU  short  of  mine. 
Such  foils,  no  doubt,  make  mine  appear  more  taking, 
Tet  I  should  choose  some  verses  oi  your  making.  JJay. 


122  HABTIAL*B 

Lzxn.    TO  FOBTinnrs. 

Hestem^  factum  narratur,  Postume,  casnk 

Quod  nollem — quia  enim  talia  facta  probet  P— 
Os  tibi  percisum  quanto  non  ipse  Latinus ' 

Yilia  ranniculi  percutit  ora  sono  : 
Quodque  magis  mirum  est,  auctorem  critninis  liujus 

C»cilium  totd.  rumor  in  urbe  sonat. 
Esse  negas  factum :  vis  hoc  me  credere  ?  credo. 

Quid,  quod  habet  testes,  Postume,  Caecilius  ? 

0  Postumo,  si  racconta  un  fatto  Buccesso  nella  cena  passata,  che 
mi  dispiace :  imperocche  chi  mai  acconsentirebbe  a  si  fatte  oose  ? 
Ti  fu  percossa  la  faccia  con  piii  gran  forza,  che  Latino  stesso  non 
pecouote  le  yili  guancie  di  JPanniculo :  e  cid  die  ^vHi  sorprende,  si 
rumoreggia  per  tutta  la  citti  che  Cecilio  sia  1'  autore  di  questo 
gfreggio.  Tu  cid  neghi :  vuoi  ch'  io  lo  creda  ?  Lo  credo.  Ma  cos'^, 
o  Postumo,  che  Cecilio  ha  testimonj  ?  QragUtL 

Of  yesterday's  most  social  meal 
The^  tell  a  truth,  that  won't  conceal ; 
Which  must  the  mirth  or  sorrow  move, 
Of  all  who  censure  or  approve. 
They  say  that.  Post,  thv  mouth  and  nose, 
Were  batter'd  by  such  barb'rous  blows, 
As  Latin's  hand,  with  archest  bound. 
Ne'er  bade  from  PannVs  visage  sound. 

To  make  the  riot  all  sublime. 
They  name  the  hero  of  the  crime : 
That  Cecil  play'd  this  first  of  funs, 
The  rumour  through  the  city  runs. 
Thou,  Postume,  swear'st  the  whole  a  lie ; 
And  boldly  canst  the  fact  defy. 
But  all  thy  shams  must  prove  refuse : 
Cecil  attesters  can  produce.  EJphington, 

Lnin.      OK  LTBIS. 

Lyris  wishes  to  be  told  what  it  is  she  is  doing.  'What  P 
Why,  she  sullies  her  mouth  even  when  not  intoxicated.' 

LXXIT.      TO   MATBENUS. 

« 

Do  you  notice,  Matemus,  that  Saufeius  accompanied  in  firont 
and  behind  by  a  crowd  of  followers,  a  crowd  as  great  as  that 

^  Latinus  and  Panniculus  were  two  actors  in  pantomime. 

'  There  are  rarious  readings  of  this  Epigram.  The  best  perhaps  is. 
Quid  faeiat  vit  scire  LyrUt  Qtddt  Sobria  fellat.  A  MS.  in  the  Bod* 
leian  adds  another  verse  :  Otntdeo :  qwdfaciea  ebria  facta,  Lyris  f 


BOOK  II.]  SPIOSAMS.  128 

by  which  Eegulus  is  escorted  home  after  sending  off  his 
Bnayen  ^  client  to  the  lofty  temples  of  the  gods  ?  Do  not  enyj 
him.  May  such  an  escort  never,  I  pray,  be  yours.  Fuficu- 
lenus  and  Faventinus'  procure  for  hun  these  friends  and 
flocks  of  clients. 

What  trains  before,  what  trains  behitid  him  ride ! 

What  crowds  of  friends  support  bim  on  each  side ! 

Such  multitudes  did  never  with  lord  mayor 

On  solemn  festival  to  Paul's  repair : 

You  gazing  cry,  '*  How  times  with  him  are  mended !  ** 

May  never  friend  of  mine  be  thus  attended ! 

Envy  him  not :  the  matter  I  *11  explain : 

You  see  his  mortgage ;  and  'tis  Irapland's  train.    Kay. 


Lixy.     OK  A  LION. 

A  lion  who  had  been  accustomed  to  put  up  with  the  blows 
of  his  unsuspecting  master,  and  quietly  to  suffer  a  hand  to  be 
inserted  in  his  mouth,  has  unlearned  his  peaceful  habits,  his 
fierceness  having  suddenly  returned,  greater  even  than  it 
ou^ht  to  have  been  on  the  Libyan  mountains.  For,  cruel 
ana  malicious,  he  slew  with  furious  tooth  two  boys  of  that 
young  band  whose  duty  it  was  to  put  a  new  face  on  the  en- 
sanguined arena  with  their  rakes.  Never  did  the  theatre  of 
Mars  behold  a  greater  atrocity.  We  may  exclaim :  "  Savage, 
Pithless  robber  I  learn  from  Bome's  sacred  wolf  to  spare 
children." 

A  lion,  wont  his  keeper's  stripes  to  bear. 

Into  whose  mouth  his  hand,  without  all  fear, 

He  used  to  thrust,  such  tameness  he  was  taught ; 

But  suddenly  so  high  his  fury  wrought, 

T  was  Irave  what  m)m  the  Libyan  clime  he  brought ; 

For  while  two  boys  did  rake  the  sandy  floor. 

With  savage  rage  he  both  in  pieces  tore, — 

The  theatre  like  crime  ne'er  knew  before. 

Bomans  may  well  say, ''  Treacherous  beast,  forbear ; 

Of  Romulus  wolf  young  children  learn  to  spare." 

Afwn,  1695. 

I  Shaven,  i.  e.  acquitted ;  as  persons  under  accusation  let  their  beards 
grow. 
'  Names  of  usurers,  it  is  supposed,  to  whom  he  had  mortgaged  his 


124  MAILTIiX'S 

LXXTI.      OIT  KABirS. 

Man  OB  has  left  jou  a  legacy  of  fiye  pounds  of  silyer.  He, 
to  whom  you  gave  nothing,  has  given  you — words.' 

Five  pounds  of  fine  silver  was  Marius'  bequest. 
Though  thou  gavest  him  nothing,  he  gave  thee  a  jest. 

ElphingUm. 

Lliyn.      TO   COB0ONIU8. 

Ton,  Cosconius,  who  think  my  epigrams  long,  may  pos- 
sibly be  expert  at  greasine;  carriage-wheels.  With  like 
judgment,  you  would  think  the  Colossus  too  tall,  and  might 
call  Brutus's  boy  ^  too  short.  Learn  something;  which  you 
do  not  know :  tw^o  pages  of  Marsus  and  the  kamed  Pedo 
often  contain  only  one  epigram.  Those  compositions  are  not 
lon^,  in  which  there  is  nothing  to  retrench :  but  you,  Cos- 
conius, write  even  distichs  that  are  too  long. 

My  epiffiams  are  long  in  your  conceit : 
Much  niter  for  a  groom  than  judge  of  wit. 
Long  in  your  sense  the  giants  in  Guildhall ; 
And  short  the  British  king  on  Ludeate-walL 
Learn,  that  the  Iliad  and  the  iBneid  shines. 
Though  each  contains  so  many  thousand  lines. 
Works  are  not  lonff,  from  which  you  nought  can  take : 
But  long  the  very  oistichs  which  you  make.  Hay 

Coscus,  thou  saVst  my  epigrams  are  long : 
I  'd  take  thy  judgment  on  a  pot  of  ale : 

So  thou  may*st  say  the  elephant 's  too  strong, 
A  dwarf  too  short,  the  pyramid  too  tall. 

Things  are  not  Ions  where  we  can  nothing  spare : 

But,  Coscus,  e'en  tny  distichs  tedious  are.  Sedley, 

LZXnil.      TO   O^GILIAITIJS. 

Do  ^ou  ask  where  to  keep  your  fish  in  the  summer-time  P 
Keep  it  in  your  warm  baths,  Csecilianus. 

''Where  keep  my  fish  in  summer  F  "  Helluo  cries. 
Your  kitchen  's  cool;  that  grotto  I  advise. 

Oentkman^s  Mag, 

What  place  to  keep  your  ice  in  I  approve, 

Tou  ask. — ^Your  kitcnen  chimney  or  your  stove.     Hay, 

'  Marius  having  lefl  no  property. 
'  The  statue  of  a  boy,  made  by  Brutus,  an  artificer. 


n.]  EPieBAHB.  125 


LXXIX.      TO  KA8I0A. 

Tou  invite  me  then,  and  then  only,  Nasica,  when  jo« 
know  I  am  engaged.     Excuse  me,  I  praj  :  I  dine  at  home. 

You  think  I  'm  call'd  elsewhere,  so  hid  me  come 

To  dine  with  you.    Thank  you ;  1  dine  at  home.      Anon, 

LXZX.      ON  rANWITJS. 

FanniiiB,  as  he  was  fleeing  from  the  enemy,  put  himself  to 
death.  Is  not  this,  I  ask,  madness, — to  die  for  fear  of  dying  P 

When  FanniuB  from  his  foe  did  fly, 
Himself  with  his  own  hands  he  slew  : 
Who  e'er  a  greater  madness  knew  ? 

Life  to  destroy  for  fear  to  die !  Anon.  1695. 

Himself  he  slew,  when  he  the  foe  would  fly : 

What  madness  this,  for  fear  of  death  to  die !        Hay, 

LXXXI.      TO   ZOILTJS. 

Your  litter  may,  if  you  please,  he  larger  than  an  hexaphoros, 
ZSoilas ;  hut,  as  it  is  your  litter,  it  should  he  called  a  bier.' 

Let  thy  Htter  be  lar^r  than  e'er  moved  on  six, 

T  is  a  bier,  if  upon  it  thy  carcase  they  fix.       E^hmtiom, 

LXXXII.      TO   PONTIOITS. 

Why  do  you  maim  ^  your  slave,  Ponticus,  by  cutting  out 
his  tongue  ?  Bo  you  not  know  that  the  public  says  what  he 
cannot? 

What  'vails  it  thee  to  make  thy  slave  a  mute  P 
Of  thy  foul  crimes  much  louder  now  *s  the  bruit. 

Anon.  1695. 

LXXXm.      ON  A   CBTHEL  HXTSBANI). 

Husband,  you  have  disfigured  the  wretched  gallant,  and 
his  countenance,  deprived  of  nose  and  ears,  regrets  the  loss 
of  its  original  form.  Do  you  think  that  you  are  sufficiently 
avenged  r    You  are  mistaken :  something  still  remains. 

^  The  hexaphoros  was  a  large  sort  of  palanquin,  carried  on  the  shoul- 
den  of  six  men.  By  calling  Zoilus's  litter  a  bier.  Martial  means,  as 
Bader  supposes,  that  Zoilus  was  bloated  with  gluttony,  and  more  like 
a  corpse  than  a  living  person.    See  B.  iii.  Ep.  82. 

■  Fadaa  appears  to  be  the  best  reading  in  the  first  line,  instead  of 
/ht^  or  A*'*  ^  latter  of  which  Scheidewin  adopts.  Compare  the  first 
of  tha  next  epigram,  FmddtH iimmAimi. 


126  MABTIAL*S 

Thou  hast  deform'd  the  poor  gallant; 

Nor  could  thy  justice  mercy  grant. 

His  nose  so  slit,  and  ear  so  tore, 

Now  seek  in  vain  the  grace  they  wore. 

Now  vengeance  boasts  her  ample  due. 

Fool !  may  n*t  the  foe  the  charge  renew  P     ElphinUom. 

LIXIIT.      TO   BITFUS,   ON   SEBTOBITTB. 

Mollis  erat  facilisque  yiris  Poeantius  heros :  i 
Vulnera  sic  Paridis  dicitur  ulta  Venus. 

Gar  lingat  cunnum  Siculus  Sertorius,  hoc  est : 
Abs  hoc  occisus,  Bufe,  videtur  Eryx. 

L'Eroe  Peanzio  era  effeminato,  e  compiacente  affli  uomini :  si  dice 
che  Venere  cos\  abbia  vendicato  le  ferite  di  Paride.  II  perch  ^  Ser- 
toria  Siculo  sia  cunnilingo,  si  d,  o  Rufo,  per  quel  che  pare,  dall* 
aver  ucciso  Erice.^  Oraglia, 

LXXXT.      TO   A  FBIBKD. 

A  bottle  of  iced  water,'  bound  with  light  basket-work, 
shall  be  my  ofFering^  to  you  at  the  present  Saturnalia.  If 
you  complain,  that  1  sent  you  in  the  month  of  December 
a  gift  more  suited  to  the  summer,  send  me  in  return  a  light 
toga. 

A  summer  gift,  that  I  in  winter  mak  , 

In  evil  part  I  would  not  have  thee  take ; 

Or,  for  my  present,  hold  me  for  a  clown ; 

But  while  *t  is  cold^  send  me  a  summer  gown. 

Afion,  1695. 

LXXXTI.     TO   CLAB8I0US,  HiT  DIBPABAOSMEin?  OP  DUTICITLT 

POETIC   TBLFLES. 

Because  I  neither  delight  in  verse  that  may  be  read  back- 
wards,^ nor  reverse  the  effeminate  Sotades  ;^  because  nowhere 

^  Philoctetes,  by  one  of  whose  arrows  Paris  is  said  by  some  to  have 
been  shot. 

'  The  son  of  Venus.  A  neighbour  of  Sertorius,  who  had  lately  died, 
bore  the  same  name. 

'  Water  boiled  and  then  cooled  In  snow,  such  as  the  Romans  used  to 
mix  with  their  wine. 

*  Such  as,  nith  regard  to  letters, 

Moma  tiii  tubito  motibuM  Unt  amor, 
or,  with  regard  to  words  and  metre, 

Musa  mihi  eautaa  memoraf  quo  munine  keao. 

*  That  is,  the  metre  used  by  Sotades,  who  wrote,  it  would  appear  from 
passage,  verses  that  might  be  read  backwards ;  verses,  perhapsi  ixiudi 


BOOK  II.]  EPIGSAMS.  127 

in  my  writings,  as  in  those  of  the  Greeks,  are  to  be  found 
echoing  verses,^  and  the  handsome  Attis  does  not  dictate  to 
me  a  soft  and  enervated  Gblliambic  strain;'  I  am  not  on 
that  account,  Classicus,  so  very  bad  a  poet.  What  if  you 
were  to  order  Ladas  against  his  will  to  mount  the  narrow 
ridge  of  the  petaurum  ?  '  It  is  absurd  to  make  one's  amuse- 
ments difficmt ;  and  labour  expended  on  follies  is  childish. 
Jjet  Paliemon  ^  write  verses  for  admiring  crowds.  I  would 
rather  please  select  ears. 

That  I  acrostics'  glory  not  do  write ; 

In  verses,  backward  read,  take  no  delight ; 

Make  not  the  echo  in  my  verses  play. 

After  the  Grecian  poetastering  way ; 

Nor  yet  soft  melting  numbers  so  respect. 

As  more  the  chime,  than  ev'n  the  sense,  t'  affect  | — 

So  bad  a  poet,  as  these  ways  to  take, 

I  am  not,  Classicus.    What  hire  would  make 

Ladas,  for  swiftness  famed,  so  meanly  stoop. 

To  leave  the  race,  and  tumble  through  a  hoop  P 

Difluzracefiil  't  is  unto  a  poet's  name 

Difficult  toys  to  make  his  highest  aim  : 

The  labour 's  fooUsh  that  dotu  rack  the  brains  ^ 

For  things  have  nothing  in  them,  but  much  pains. 

Anon.  1695. 

expressed  commendation  of  the  person  to  whom  they  were  addressed, 
when  read  forwards,  but  satire  when  read  the  other  way ;  as  in  the  lines 
addressed  by  Philelphus  to  Pope  Pius  II. : 

Conditio  tua  tU  ttabilit  nee  tempore  parvo 
Vivere  tefaeiat  hie  Detu  omnipotens, 

^  Verses  in  which  the  termination  is  formed  by  a  repetition  of  the  pre* 
ceding  syllable  or  syllables,  as  if  given  by  an  echo : 

Vere  nooo  sponeum  me  fore  rerie  t    Erie, 

Bntler,  Hudibras,  canto  III.  line  189  et  seq.,  banters  this  species  of  poetry, 
and  Addison  has  a  paper  on  the  subject  in  Spectator,  No.  59. 

'  The  Galliambic  verse  had  its  name  from  Galli,  Uie  priests  of  Cybele, 
who  are  said  to  have  written  in  it.  Attis,  more  commonly  written  Atys, 
was  a  vouth  beloved  by  Cybele. 

'  The  petaumm  was  some  sort  of  machine  by  which  performers  were 
raised  from  the  ground ;  some  have  thought  it  a  spring  plank,  others  a 
wheel  or  part  of  a  wheel ;  possibly  there  may  have  been  different  forms 
of  it.  Ladas  was  a  swift  runner  (see  B.  x.  £p.  100),  but  could  not  be  in- 
duced to  mount  the  petaurum. 

*  A  conceited  grammarian ;  perhaps  the  one  mentioned  by  Suetonius 
de  111.  Gramm.  c.  13. 


128  mabtial'b 

LXXXVn.      TO   SEXTUB,  ▲  DEFOBlfSD  TEBBOIT. 

Tou  Bay,  Sextus,  that  fair  damBels  are  burning  with  lore 
for  jou — ^for  you,  who  have  the  face  of  a  man  swimming 
under  water ! ' 

That  for  thee  the  fair  bum,  is  the  modestest  whim ! 
Under  water  thy  irisage  declares  thee  to  swim. 

Elphuuton. 

LXXXTIII.      TO   KAMEBOUB. 

You  recite  nothing,  and  you  wish,  Mamercus,  to  be  thought 
a  poet.    Be  whateyer  you  will,  only  do  not  recite. 

Arthur,  they  say,  has  wit    "  For  what  P 
For  writing?"   No — ^for  writing  not.  Swift, 

You  'd  poet  seem,  yet  nothing  you  rehearse : 

Be  what  you  will,  so  we  ne'er  hear  your  Terse.     WrighL 

Thou  would*Bt  a  poet  be,  yet  nought  dost  write : 
Be  what  thou  wilt,  so  nought  thou  dost  indite. 

Afum,  1695. 


For  delighting  to  lengthen  out  the  night  over  too  many 
cups,  I  pardon  you,  Gaurus ;  you  have  the  weakness  of 
Cato.  For  writing  verseB  without  help  from  Apollo  and  the 
Muses,  you  deserve  to  be  praised ;  this  weakness  was  that 
of  Cicero.  You  vomit ;  that  was  Antonius'  failing ;  your 
luxury,  that  of  Apicius.  But  as  to  your  abominable  de- 
bauchery, teU  me,  from  whom  do  you  derive  that  ? 

In  profuse  drinking  that  thy  nights  are  spent, 

Gaurus,  thou  Cato  hast  for  precedent ; 

Tully,  for  barbarous  verses  thou  dost  write, 

As  if  the  Muses  bore  to  thee  a  spite ; 

Antony,  Apicius,  vomitings  did  use ; — 

Thy  horrid  lust  no  patron  can  excuse.  Anon,  1695. 

That  thou  dost  shorten  thy  long  nisrhts  with  wine, 

We  all  forgive  thee,  for  so  (£to  aid ; 
That  thou  wrifst  poems  without  one  good  line, 

Tully's  example  may  that  weakness  hide; 

Thou  art  a  cuckold ;  so  great  Ceesar  was : 
Eat'st  till  thou  spew'st ;  Antonius  did  the  same : 

Thou  lovest  whores ;  Jove  loves  a  bucksome  lass : 
But  that  thou  'rt  whipp'd'is  thy  peculiar  shame. 


Distorted,  as  things  appear  under  troubled  water. 


^0  m  w^«^v# 


BOOK  II.]  EPIOBAMS.  129 

10.      TO   QUIKTILIAK. 

Quintilian,  supreme  ruler  over  our  unsteady  youth,— 
Quintilian,  glory  of  the  Boman  toga,  do  not  blame  me,  that 
I,  though  poor  yet  not  useless  to  my  generation,  hasten  to 
enjoy  me:  no  one  hastens  enough  to  do  so.  Let  him  de- 
lay doing  BO,  who  desires  to  have  a  greater  estate  than  his 
father,  and  who  crowds  his  lofty  halls  with  countless  busts. 
A  quiet  hearth  delights  me,  and  a  house  which  disdains  not 
the  blackness  of  smoke,*  a  running  spring,  and  a  natural 
piece  of  turf.  May  these  be  mine ;  a  well-fed  attendant,  a 
wife  not  over-learned,  nights  with  sleep,  days  without  strife. 

Quintilian,  thou  glory  of  the  ffowne, 
And  for  instructing  youth  of  high  renowne, 
If,  poore,  my  life  to  mee  content  can  give, 
Allow  me :  none  f  himselfe  too  much  can  live. 
Lett  who  will  strive  their  fathers'  wealth  t'  enlarge, 
And  with  vast  statues  their  huge  porches  charge ; 
Give  mee  good  fires,  though  in  a  smoaky  ball, 
Unforced  springs,  and  grass-plotts  naturall ; 
With  full  tedd  clownes,  and  not  too  leam'd  a  wife, 
Spending  my  niffhts  in  sleepe,  dayes  without  strife. 

Old  MS.  im  CsfU. 

Wonder  not,  sir  (you  who  instruct  the  town 
In  the  true  wisdom  of  the  sacred  gown^, 
That  I  make  haste  to  live,  and  cannot  nold 
Patiently  out,  till  I  now  rich  and  old. 
Life  for  delays  and  aoubts  no  time  does  give ; 
None  ever  yet  made  haste  enough  to  live. 
Let  him  defer  it,  whose  preposterous  care 
Omits  himself,  and  reaches  to  his  heir. 
Who  does  his  father's  bounded  stores  despise. 
And  whom  his  own,  too,  never  can  suffice. 
My  humble  thoughts  no  glittering  roofs  require, 
Or  rooms  that  shme  with  aught  but  constant  fire. 
I  will  content  the  avarice  of  my  sight 
With  the  fair  gildings  of  reflected  light : 
Pleasures  abroad  the  sport  of  nature  yields, 
Her  living  fountains,  and  her  smiling  fields. 
And  then  at  home,  what  pleasure  is  *t  to  see 
A  little  cleanly  cheerl^l  ramily ! 
Which  if  a  chaste  wife  crown,  no  less  in  her 
Than  fortune,  I  Ihe  golden  mean  prefer. 

1  A  house  not  too  fine  or  splendid ;  such  as  will  allow  of  the  free  use 
of  fires  without  receiving  damage  by  the  smoke. 


130  HA.BTIAL'8 

Too  noble,  nor  too  wise,  she  should  not  be, 

No,  nor  too  rich,  too  fair,  too  fond  of  mp. 

Thus  let  my  life  slide  silently  away, 

With  sleep  aU  night,  and  quiet  aU  the  day.      (hwl&y, 

XCI.      TO   G2SA.IL,   ASEl^a  THE   BIQHTS   07   A,  FATHEB  OF 

THBEE   OHILDBBN. 

Caraar,  thou  who  art  the  certain  safety  of  the  empire,  the 
glory  of  the  universe,  from  whose  preservation  we  derive  our 
belief  in  the  existence  of  the  gods ;  if  my  verses,  so  offcen  read 
by  thee  in  my  hastily  composed  books,  have  succeeded  in 
fixing  thy  attention,  permit  that  to  seem  to  be  which  for- 
tune forbids  to  be  in  reality,  namely,  that  I  may  be  regarded 
as  the  father  of  three  children.^  This  boon,  if  I  have  failed 
to  please  thee,  will  be  some  consolation  to  me ;  if  I  have 
succeeded  in  pleasing  thee,  will  be  some  reward. 

Welfare  and  glory  of  the  earth,  while  thee 

We  safe  behold,  we  ^ds  believe  to  be ; 

If  my  slight  books  did  e'er  thee  entertain, 

And  oft  to  read  them  thou  didst  not  disdain, 

What  nature  does  deny,  do  thou  bestow : 

Tot  father  of  three  children  make  me  go. 

When  my  verse  takes  not,  this  will  be  an  ease  $ 

A  high  reward,  in  case  it  thee  do  please.     Anon,  1695. 

XCII.      TO   HIS  WIFE. 

He,  who  alone  had  the  power,  has  granted  to  my  prayer 
the  rights  of  a  father  of  three  children,  as  a  reward  for  the 
efforts  of  my  Muse.  Good  bye  to  you,  madam  wife.  The 
munificence  of  our  lord  and  master  must  not  be  rendered 
valueless.* 

Ke  fat  her  of  three  children  me  has  made, 

And  all  my  Muse's  labours  richly  paid. 

Who  only  could :  thee,  wife,  I  '11  not  retain, 

Lest  I  the  prince's  bounty  render  vain.    Anon,  1695. 

XCIII.      TO   BEGULUB. 

"  Where  is  the  first  book,"  you  ask,  "  since  this  is  the  se- 
cond ?  "     What  am  I  to  do,  if  the  first  book  has  more  mo- 

^  To  the  father  of  three  or  more  children  great  privileges  were  allowed 
among  the  Romans ;  he  sat  in  the  best  seats  at  the  games,  and  had  ad- 
vantages in  standing  for  public  offices  and  distinctions. 

^  That  is,-  by  his  having  three  children  by  her,  which  would  make  the 
boon  of  Domitian  superfluous. 


i 


Boox  n.  EPiasAMs.  131 

desty  than  this  ?    If  you,  however,  Beguliu,  prefer  this  to 
be  made  the  first,  jou  can  take  away  "one"  nrom  its  title. 

The  Becond  book  you  say !  where  is  the  prior  f 

What  shall  1  do,  if  that  be  found  the  shier  F 

Vet,  Regulus,  if  this  the  first  you  'd  make, 

One  '^  I^  you  've  only  from  the  top  to  take.     Mphintton. 


BOOK  III. 


I.      TO  THE   SEJJDSB. 

Taib  book,  whatever  may  be  its  worth,  Gaul,  named  after 
the  Boman  toga,'  sends  from  far  distant  climes.  You  read 
it,  and  award  your  praise  perhaps  to  the  preceding ;  but  both 
are  equally  mine,  whichsoever  you  think  the  better.  That 
book  which  saw  the  light  in  the  citv  should,  indeed,  give  the 
sreater  pleasure ;  for  a  book  of  iUoman  production  should 
bear  the  palm  over  one  from  Gaul. 

This  third  book,  good  or  bad,  whate'er  it  be, 

Gallia  Togata  sends  from  hi  to  thee. 

If,  reading  this,  my  former  thou  dost  praise, 

Both  yet  are  mine,  that  which  least  claims  the  bays. 

Those  must  excel,  born,  Rome,  within  thy  wall : 

A  slave  of  thine,  above  a  free-bom  GauL         Anon.  1695. 

n.      TO   HIS   BOOK. 

To  whom,  my  little  book,  do  you  wish  me  to  dedicate  you  ? 
Make  haste  to  choose  a  patron,  lest,  being  hurried  off  into 
a  murky  kitchen,  you  cover  tunnies  with  your  wet  leaves,  or 
become  a  wrapper  for  incense  and  pepper.  Is  it  into  Eausti- 
nus'  bosom  that  you  flee  P  you  have  chosen  wisely :  you  may 
now  make  your  way  perfumed  with  oil  of  cedar,  and,  decorat- 
ed with  omameuts  at  both  ends,  luxuriate  in  all  the  glory 
of  painted  bosses  ;  delicate  purple  may  cover  you,  and  your 
title  proudly  blaze  in  scarlet.  With  him  for  your  patron, 
fear  not  even  Frobus.^ 

1  Gallia  Togata.      ^  M.  Valerius  Probus,  the  celebrated  grammarian. 


132  Martial's 

Whither,  thou  darling  child  of  joke. 

To  what  protector  dost  thou  fly  P 
Lest,  wrapt  in  culinary  smoke. 

Thou  dripping  clothe  the  tunny-firy : 

Lest  holy  incense  thou  profane, 
Or  think  to  lend  the  pepper  poignance ; 

Thou  wouldst  Faustinus'  bosom  gain  F 
That  is  thy  father's  own  enjoinance. 

Imbued  with  cedar's  potent  oil, 
The  country  thou  beroam'st,  and  coast. 

rhy  decent  frontlets  nought  shall  soil : 
Thou  may*8t  thy  painted  nayels  boast 

And  now,  in  gorgeous  purple  dad, 

Thy  face  assumes  a  maiden-blush : 
In  such  a  patron  wisely  glad, 

Thou  vaiuest  Probus  not  a  rush.         JE^himtoiU 

m.      TO  AK  ILL-70BMBD  LADY. 

Your  &oe,  which  is  beautiful,  you  cover  with  a  black  veil ;' 
but  with  your  person,  which  is  not  beautiful,  you  offend  the 
waters  in  which  you  bathe.  Imagine  that  the  nymph  of  tbe 
brook  herself  addresses  you  in  these  words  of  mine :  "Either 
imcover  your  face,  or  bathe  dressed." 

Thy  face,  that 's  fair,  thou  Teil*st  when  thou  dost  go 

To  bathe,  an  ugly  body  naked  show. 

Believe  the  water-nymph  thee  thus  doth  pray, 

"  Bathe  in  thv  clothes,  or  cast  thy  veil  away.      AnotL  1695. 

IT.      TO  HIS  BOOK. 

Gk)  your  ways  to  Borne,  my  book.  If  Borne  shall  ask 
whence  ^ou  are  come,  you  will  say  from  the  quarter  to  which 
the  iEmilian  Way  leads.  If  she  shall  inquire  in  what  land 
I  am,  or  in  what  city,  you  may  reply  that  I  am  at  ComeUi 
Forum.'  If  she  ask  the  reason  oi  my  absence,  make  in  few- 
words  a  full  confession :  "  He  was  not  able  to  endure  the 
wearisomeness  and  vanity  of  the  toga."  ^    If  she  shall  say, 

^  Niffro  wlamine.  We  prefer  this  reading  to  the  other,  nigro  mediea- 
mine,  "  with  a  black  ointment,"  which  Schneidewin  adopts.  If  the  lady's 
face  was  beautiful,  there  would  he  little  need  of  any  application,  black  or 
of  any  other  colour,  to  improTe  it.  Velamine  also  suits  better  with  the 
following  aperi,         >  A  town  of  Gallia  Togata,  now  called  Imolla, 

>  The  trouble  of  yisits  of  ceremony  to  patrons,  which  were  paid  in  the 
toga. 


BOOK   III.]  XFiaBAHS.  133 

•'When  is  he  likelj  to  return  ?"  reply,  "He  departed  a  poet : 
he  will  return  when  he  has  learned  to  plaj  the  Ijre."  ^ 

Hie  thee  to  Rome,  my  book.   If  whence,  she  say ; 

Tell  her  thou  comest  from  th'  .£milian  Way. 

If,  in  what  track  or  town,  she  ask,  we  be ; 

In  old  Cornelius'  Forum,  Madam,  he. 

Why  does  the  poet  stray  so  far  from  town  ? 

He  could  not  bear  the  languors  of  the  gown. 

When  comes  he  back  ?  the  next  inquiry  moves : 

A  bard  he  went ;  but  comes,  when  he  a  minstrel  proyes. 

V.      TO  HIS   BOOK. 

Do  you  wish,  my  little  book,  who  are  going  to  the  city 
without  me,  to  haye  recommendations  to  seyeral  persons  P  or 
will  one  person  be  sufficient  ?  One,  belieye  me,  will  be  suffi- 
cient,— one  to  whom  you  will  not  be  a  stranger, — Julius, 
whose  name  is  so  constantly  on  my  lips.  Him  you  will  seek  out 
without  delay,  near  the  yery  entrance  to  the  Via  Tecta ;  he 
liyes  in  the  house  which  Daphnis  once  occupied.  He  has  a 
wife,  who  will  receive  you  to  her  arms  and  bosom,  even  were 
you  to  go  to  her  covered  with  dust.  Whether  you  see  them 
together,  or  either  of  them  first,  you  will  say,  '^  Marcus 
bias  me  salute  you,"  and  that  is  enough.  Let  letters  of 
introduction  herald  others ;  he  is  foolish,  who  thinks  it  ne- 
cessary to  be  introduced  to  his  own  friends. 

Thee,  little  book,  whom  swift  to  town  I  send, 
To  many,  or  to  one,  shall  I  commend  P 
To  one,  enough;  nor  shalt  a  stranger  be : 
Julius !  a  consecrated  name  to  me. 
To  him  then  hie  :  lot  sitting  at  the  door, 

ge  guards  Ihe  gods,  that  Daphnis  did  before,) 
ou  seest  his  dame,  whose  longing  arms  will  press. 
Or  bosom,  thee,  should'st  aU  in  dust  address. 
Whether  them  both,  or  either,  thou  assail, 
Say :  Marcus  bid  you,  both  or  either,  haO. 
Let  dedications  incense  power  or  pelf: 
No  letter  need  address  another  sen.  B^phinsUm. 

TI.      TO  MABOELLIKUB. 

This  is  the  third  day,  Marcellinus,  after  the  Ides  of  May ; 
a  day  to  be  celebrated  by  you  with  double  rites:  for  it 

'  Players  on  the  lyre  or  harp  being  valued  at  Bome  more  than  poets. 
See  B.  V.  Ep.  57. 


134  mabtull's 

witnessed  the  introduction  of  jour  father  to  the  light  of 
heaven,  and  was  the  first  to  receive  the  offering  from  your 
blooming  cheeks.^  Although  the  day  conferred  on  your  father 
the  gift  of  a  happy  life,  yet  it  never  afforded  him  a  greater 
blessing  than  your  safe  arrival  at  manhood. 

Hail,  happy  third  beyond  the  Ides  of  May ! 

Twice,  my  dear  Marcelline,  thy  holy  day. 

This  brought  thy  parent  to  th'  ethereal  gales : 

This  of  thy  down  the  primal  harvest  hai&. 

On  this  whatever  joys  have  whilom  flow'd, 

More  on  a  father  never  day  bestow'd.  Blpkifutan, 

YU.      ON  THE   A.BOLITIOK   OF   THE    BPOBTULA  £T 

nOMITIAK. 

Farewell  at  length,  ye  paltry  hundred  farthings,  the  pa- 
tron's largess  to  his  worn-out  escort,  doled  out  by  the  half- 
boiled  bathing-man.  What  think  ye,  my  masters,  who  starve 
your  friends  r  The  sportulse  of  proud  patrons  are  no  more, 
there  is  no  way  of  escape:  you  must  now  give  a  regular 
dinner.* 

Te  hundred  poor  farthings,  farewell. 

His  dole  the  vain  drudge  no  more  tell. 

The  bathmonger  boil'd  did  divide  it : 

Ye  starvelings,  how  could  ye  abide  it? 

The  tyrant's  proud  basket  is  broke : 

Our  salary  now  is  no  joke.  ElphinsUm, 

Tni.    our  QunrrirB. 

"  Quintus  is  in  love  with  Thais."— What  Thais  ?— "  Thais 
with  one  eye." — Thais  wants  one  eye ;  he  wants  two. 

Quintus  loves  Thais.— Which  ?— Thais  the  blmd. 

As  she  wants  one  eye,  he  wants  both,  I  find.    Anon.  1695. 

Phryne,  as  odious  as  youth  well  can  be, 
The  daughter  of  a  courtier  in  high  place, 

Met  with  a  filthy  mass  that  could  not  see ; 
His  blindn^s  she,  and  that  excused  her  face. 

^  The  first  cuttings  from  the  beard,  which  was  always  cut,  for  the 
first  time,  with  great  ceremony ;  the  day  on  which  it  was  done  being 
kept  as  a  festival,  and  Uie  hair  cut  off  being  dedicated  to  some  god.  This 
was  the  commencement  of  manhood.  . 

'  A  regular  supper,  or  late  dinner,  which  Domitian  ordered  to  be  given 
by  patrons  to  their  followers,  instead  of  the  hundred  farthings  for  the 
sportula,  which  appear  to  have  been  sometimes  distributed  by  the  bath* 
keepers. 


BOOK  III.]  EPIQBAMS.  185 

Were  she  not  ugly,  she  would  him  despise ; 

Nor  would  he  marry  her  if  he  had  eyes. 

To  their  defects  they  're  for  the  match  in  debt. 

And,  but  for  faults  on  both  sides,  ne*er  had  met.     SecKet/, 

IX.      ON   CIITKA. 

Cinnay  I  am  told,  is  a  writer  of  small  squibs  against  me.  A 
man  cannot  be  called  a  writer,  whose  effusions  no  one  reads. 

Cinna  writes  verses  against  me,  't  is  said : 

He  writes  not,  whose  oad  Terse  no  man  doth  read.    Fletcher. 

Against  me  Cinna,  as  I  hear,  indites ; 

Since  none  him  reads,  who  can  affirm  he  writes  P 

Anon.  1695. 
Jack  writes  severe  lampoons  on  me,  *t  is  said — 
But  he  writes  nothing,  who  is  never  read.         Hodgson, 

X,      TO   PHILOMTJSUB. 

Tour  father,  Philomusus,  allowed  you  two  thousand  ses- 
terces a  month,  and  paid  you  day  by  day ;  because,  with  you, 
the  wants  of  the  morrow  always  pressed  close  on  the  extra- 
Tagance  of  to-day;  and  consequently  it  was  necessaiy  to 
allow  daily  aliment  to  your  vices.  Your  father  is  now  dead, 
and  has  left  you  his  sole  heir ;  and  by  so  doing,  Philomusus, 
he  baa  disinherited  you.' 

Tour  father  gave  you  a  large  monthly  pay ; 

And  this  continued  to  his  dying  day : 

Yet  want  still  followed  close  your  luxury ; 

And  daily  vices  daily  craved  supply : 

But  now  he  all  hath  left  you,  and  is  dead. 

By  being  heir  you  *re  dismherited.     *  Sai/. 

Your  father,  young  Splitpcoin,  they  say, 

Allowed  you  ^Ye  hundred  a  year ; 
And  it  came  like  a  corporal's  pay ; 

Each  week  he  made  up  the  arrear. 
'T  would  keep  you  from  starving,  he  thought ; 

For  he  knew  your  extravagance  such. 
That  to-morrow  you  'd  ne'er  have  a  groat. 

Though  to-day  you  got  ever  so  much. 
But  his  will,  in  appearance  less  strict, 

Outright  gave  you  all  he  could  give : 
"Why,  a£rea<^  we  see  how  jrou  're  trick'd — 

Disinherited,  Bob,  as  I  live.  N.  B,  Hothead. 

1  Because  you  will  soon  squander  all  he  has  bequeathed  you. 


136  MARTIAL*  S 

XI.    TO   QUINTUS. 

If  your  mistress,  Quintus,  is  neither  Thais  nor  one-eyed, 
"Vhj  ao  you  imae;ine  my  distich  to  have  been  levelled  against 
you  P — But  perhaps  there  is  some  similarity  in  the  name  ; 
perhaps  it  said  Thais  for  Lais. — Tell  me,  what  similarity  is 
there  between  Thais  and  Hermione  ? — But  you  are  Quintus, 
you  say ; — well,  let  us  change  the  name  of  the  lover.  If 
Quintus  will  not  have  Thais,  let  Sextus  be  her  swain.^ 

If  she  thou  lov'st  nor  blind  nor  Thais  be, 

What  makes  thee  think  last  distich  writ  on  thee  P 

If  Lais  't  were,  and  her  I  'd  Thais  named, 

For  such  resemblance  I  might  well  be  blamed : 

But  what  similitude  do  these  two  bear  ? 

How  do  Hermione  and  Thais  pair  P 

But  thou  art  Quintus,  and  that  name  I  chuse. 

Be 't  so :  I  always  feigned  names  do  use. 

I  '11  change  the  lover's  name,  if  that  please  more  ; 

Sextus,  not  Quintus,  Thais  loves,  the  whore.    Amm.  1695. 

XII.     ON   TABULLUS. 

The  perfumes,  I  own,  were  good  which  you  gave  your 

fuests  yesterday;  but  you  carved  nothing.  It  is  a  queer 
ind  of  entertainment  to  be  perfumed  and  starved  at  the 
same  time.  A  man,  Fabullus,  who  eats  nothing,  and  is 
embalmed,  seems  to  me  a  veritable  corpse. 

Faith !  your  essence  was  excelling ; 

But  you  gave  us  nought  to  eat : 
Nothing  tasting,  sweetly  smelling. 

Is,  Fabullus,  scarce  a  treat 

Let  me  see  a  fowl  unjointed, 

When  your  table  next  is  spread : 
Who  not  feeds,  but  is  anointed, 

Lives  like  nothing  but  the  dead.      George  Lamb. 

^  This  Epigram  requires  a  comment.  A  certam  Quintus  was  angry  at 
Martial  on  account  of  the  eighth  Epigram.  As  the  name  of  his  mistress  was 
Hermione,  and  she  was  not  one-eyed,  Martial  asks  him  how  he  could  have 
supposed  that  the  Epigram  was  directed  against  her  and  him.  If  there 
had  been,  he  adds,  any  similarity  in  the  names, — if  your  mistress,  for 
instance,  had  been  called  Lais,  you  might  have  fancied  that  Lais  was  meant 
by  Thais ;  but  what  similarity  is  there  between  Thais  and  Hermione  ? 
But,  you  will  say,  I  mentioned  Quintus  in  those  lines,  and  your  name  is 
Quintus.  Well  then,  to  please  you,  I  will  change  the  name,  and  for 
Quintus  substitute  Sextus,  since  it  is  of  no  consequence  to  me  by  what 
name,  "  Fifth  "  or  "  Sixth,"  I  call  Thais's  lover. 


BOOK   III.]  XPIOBAMS.  187 

im.     TO  NJBVIA. 

While  you  refuse  to  cut  up  the  hare,  Nsevia,  and  the  mul- 
lety  and  spare  the  boar  -which  is  already  more  than  putrid,  you 
accuse  and  ill-treat  your  cook,  on  the  pretence  tnat  he  has 
served  up  everything  raw  and  indigestible.  At  such  a  banquet 
I  shall  never  suffer  from  indigestion. 

Whiles  boar  to  carve,  and  mullets  thou  dost  spare. 

Wilt  sooner  cut  thy  father  up,  than  hare  : 

But,  as  if  all  were  crude,  thy  cook  dost  beat. 

No  crudities  they  'U  find,  whom  thou  dost  treat  Anon,  1696. 

XIV.    OK  Tuccixrs. 

The  hungry  Tuccius  had  left  Spain  and  was  coming  to  Bome. 
But  a  rumoiur  about  the  sportula  met  him,  and  he  turned 
back  at  the  Mulvian  Bridge.^ 

Starved  Tacdus  from  remotest  Spain  did  come, 
Full  of  ereat  hopes  plenty  to  find  in  Home : 
But  at  the  very  port  oeing  told  the  hard 
Duty  of  clients,  and  their  lean  reward, 
He  turned  straiffht  lus  horse's  head  again. 
With  switch  and  spur  posted  him  bacK  to  Spain. 

Anon.  1696. 

A  Yorkshire  squire,  an  epicure  weU  known, 
Set  forth  to  spend  his  winter  months  in  town. 
But  heard  the  dev'lish  price  of  beef  and  pork, 
Stopp'd  short  at  Highgate,  and  returned  to  York. 

JRev.  R,  Oraves. 

IV.     OUT   CODBUS. 

No  one  in  the  whole  city  gives  more  credit  ^  than  Codrus. — 
"  But  since  he  is  so  poor,  how  can  that  be  P  " — He  bestows 
his  affections  with  his  eyes  shut. 

Tom  gives  more  trust  than  any  one  in  trade. — 
And  yet  so  poor  P — ^Tom  thinks  his  love  a  maid. 

Hodgson, 

ZTT.     TO  A   OOBBLBB. 

Cobbler,  kindet  of  cobblers,  you  give  gladiatorial  ex- 
hibitions, and  what  your  awl  has  bestowed  the  sword  destroys. 

*  He  heard  of  the  smallness  of  the  sportula,  and  the  trouble  and  humilia- 
tion  to  be  endured  in  obtaining  it,  and  at  once  turned  back,  though  he  had 
reached  the  Mulrian  Bridge,  which  was  only  a  mile  from  Rome. 

*  \jeude  mota  on  the  different  meanings  of  "  credit,"  viz.,  "  he  lends 
money  on  credit,*'  and  ''  he  yields  implicit  faith." 


138  mabtial's 

Tou  are  intoxicated ;  for  you  never  would  have  acted  when 
Bober,  in  such  a  waj  as  to  amuse  yourself,  cobbler,  at  the 
expense  of  your  tanned  hides.  You  have  had  your  sport ; 
and  now,  be  advised,  remember  to  confine  yourself  within 
your  own  natural  skin. 

An  haughty  enrich'd  cobbler  durst  bestow 

A  most  profuse  and  princely  fencers'  show : 

What  in  his  life  he  earned  by  the  awl, 

At  sword  and  buckler  fight  he  made  fly  all. 

Sure  thou  wert  drunk ;  thou  could'st  not,  cobbler,  play, 

In  any  sober  mood,  thy  hide  away. 

Enough  of  shows ;  now  to  thy  skins  abide : 

Fear  what  befell  the  ass  i*  th*  lion's  hide.         Anon.  1695. 

XTII.     ON   BABIDIVB. 

A  tart,  which  had  been  carried  round  the  second  course 
several  times,  burnt  the  hand  with  its  excessive  heat.  But 
the  throat  of  Sabidius  was  still  more  ardent  to  swallow  it ; 
he  immediately,  therefore,  blew  upon  it  three  or  four  times 
with  his  mouth.  The  tart  certainly  grew  cooler,  and  seemed 
likely  to  allow  us  to  touch  it.  But  no  one  would  touch  it :  it 
was  infected. 

A  tart  around  the  second  service  flew, 

And  burnt  whatever  hand  the  nearest  drew. 

More  bum'd  Sabidius'  maw :  his  cheeks  he  swelled, 

And  in  repeated  blasts  his  breath  repell'd. 

The  tart,  relenting,  could  admit  the  touch : 

But  ah!  the  tart  relented  ^  now  too  much.    B^insUm. 

XYIH.     TO   HAXIHUB. 

In  jrour  exordium  you  complained  that  you  had  caught  a 
cold  m  your  throat.  Since  you  have  excused  yourself, 
Maximus,  why  do  you  recite  ? 

Thou  hast  got  a  dire  cold :  it  is  well  understood : 

Why  elaborate  on  ?  The  apology 's  good.        JElphinston, 

IIX.     OH  A  VIPEE. 

Close  to  the  hundred  oolmnns,  where  figures  of  wild  beasts 
adorn  the  plane-grove,  is  to  be  seen  a  she-bear.  The  fair 
Hylas,  playmg  near  it,  explored  its  yawning  jaws,  and  buried 
his  tender  hand  in  its  mouth ;  but  an  acciu'sed  viper  was 

^  That  is,  it  tended  to  dissolution  became  putrid. 


BOOK  m.]  SPIO&AHS.  139 

lurking  in  the  dark  recesses  of  the  bi^zen  throat,  and  the 
bear  was  animated  with  a  breath  more  deadly  than  its  own. 
The  child  did  not  perceive  that  any  mischief  was  there, 
until  he  was  dying  from  the  bite  of  the  snake.  Oh,  sad  mis- 
fortune !  that  the  bear  was  not  a  real  one ! 

In  the  Piazza,  where  tall  poplars  grow. 

And  well-carved  beasts  adorn  the  shaded  row, 

A  rugged  bear  takes  up  a  mighty  space, 

The  ornament  and  terror  of  the  place. 

Young  Hylas  there  the  horrid  monster  saw, 

And  fearless  sported  with  its  gaping  jaw. 

A  lurking  viper  animates  the  stone, 

And  anns  the  brute  with  poison,  not  its  own. 

Too  late,  alas !  the  fair  expiring  boy 

Found  bears  could  sting,  and  marble  could  destroy. 

J2.  Luck,  1736. 
XX.    ON  CAirivs. 

Tell  me,  my  Muse,  what  my  Oanins  Sufus  ^  is  doing.  Is  he 
committing  to  imperishable  tablets  the  histoiy  of  the  family 
of  the  Claudii,  for  future  generations  to  read;  or  refuting  the 
falsehoods  of  the  historian  of  Nero  ?  Or  is  he  imitating 
the  jocosity  of  the  plain-speaking  Fhsdrua  ?  ^  Or  is  he  sport- 
ing in  elegiacs ;  or  writing  gravely  in  heroic  verse  ?  Or  is  he 
tenible  in  the  buskin  of  Sophocles  ?  Or  is  he  idling  in  the 
school  of  the  poets,  uttering  jests  seasoned  vrith  Attic  salt  ? 
Or,  if  he  has  retired  from  thence,  is  he  pacing  the  portico  of 
the  temple  of  Isis,'  or  traversing  at  his  ease  the  enclosure 
of  the  Argonauts  ?  ^  Or  rather,  is  he  sitting  or  walking,  in  the 
afternoon,  free  from  cankering  cares,  in  the  sunny  box-groves 
of  the  delicate  Europa  P '  Or  is  he  bathing  in  the  warm 
baths  of  Titus  or  of  Agrippa,  or  in  that  of  the  shameless 
Tigillinus  ?  ^    Or  is  he  enjoying  the  country  seat  of  Tullus 

1  B.  i.  Ep.  70. 

*  It  is  supposed  by  Gronoyius  and  others,  with  great  probability,  that 
Pluedras,  the  writer  of  fables,  is  meant,  whom  Martial  calls  improbus, 
or  *'  pkin-speaking,"  because  he  satirizes  the  actions  of  men  by  words 
put  into  the  mouths  of  the  inferior  animals.  What  "  historian  of  Nero  " 
u  meant,  is  unknown. 

s  See  B.  u.  Ep.  14.  The  original  has  merely  <' temple,"  but  all  the 
commentators  agree  that  the  temple  of  Isis  is  meant. 

^  The  area  and  portico  of  Agrippa,  adorned  with  paintings  of  the  ad- 
ventures of  the  Ai^onauts. 

<  See  B.  ii.  Ep.  14. 

<  Sophonius  Tigillinus,  an  unprincipled  character,  mentioned  by  Jn- 
▼enal,  Sat  I.,  and  by  Tacitus. 


140  HABTIAL*S 

and  Lucanus  ?  ^  or  hastening  to  Pollio's  delightful  retreat, 
four  miles  from  the  city  ?  Or  has  he  set  out  for  scorch- 
ing Baifld,  and  is  he  now  sailing  about  on  the  Lucrine 
lake ? — "Do  you  wish  to  know  what  your  Canius  is  doing p 
Laughing." 

Tell  me,  my  MusCi  how  Canius  spends  his  time : 

In  lasting  leaves,  and  in  immortal  rhyme, 

Does  he  the  facts  of  Nero  rightly  state, 

From  malice  and  from  flatt'ry  free,  relate  ? 

Light  elegies,  or  grave  heroics  write  ? 

r  th'  comic,  or  the  tragic  strain  delight  P 

Or  in  the  poets'  school  does  Canius  sit, 

Regaline  all  with  his  choice  Attic  wit  ? 

Or  else,  Deing  free  from  study,  does  he  talk 

I'  th'  temples,  and  the  shady  porches  walk  ? 

Bathes  he  ?  Or  from  the  city  toil  retired, 

Are  fields  and  rivers  more  by  him  admired, 

Baia's  or  Lucrin's  sweet  recess  desired  P 

rif«»tf.]  How  Canius  spends  his  time,  would'st  have  me  show? 

He  laughs  at  all  which  most  men  serious  do.      Anon.  1695. 

XXI.      ON   A  HASTEB  A3XJ)    SLATE. 

A  alaye,  branded  on  the  forehead  by  his  master,  saved 
him  when  proscribed.  Thus,  while  the  life  of  the  master 
was  preserved,  his  infamy  ^  was  perpetuated. 

Who,  saved  by  his  man,  does  stigmatize  the  same, 
Returns  himself  to  banish  his  good  name.  Wright, 

XXn.      ON  APICIUS. 

You  had  spent,  Apicius,  sixty  millions  of  sesterces'  on 
your  belly,  but  you  had  still  left  a  loose  ten  millions.  In 
despair  at  such  a  reduction,  as  if  you  were  condemned  to  en- 
dure hunger  and  thirst,  you  took  as  a  last  draught,  a  dose  of 
poison.  No  greater  proof  of  your  gluttony  than  this,  Apicius, 
was  ever  given  by  you. 

Six  hundred  thousand  spent,  and  butt 
Ten  thousand  left  to  feed  his  gutt, 
Fearing  for  want  of  food  to  dye, 
Despairing,  hee  did  poyson  buy; 
Never  was  known  such  gluttonye. 

Old  MS.  leth  Cent. 


>  Two  brothers ;  see  B.  i.  Ep.  37 ;  B.  ix.  Ep.  52. 

•  The  infamy  of  a  master  who  couli 


could  have  branded  a  slave  so  attached 
to  him.  3  About  half  a  million  of  our  money. 


BOOK  III.]  BPIOBAMS.  141 

XXIII.      TO  ▲  NieOABDLY   HOST. 

Since  7011  hand  over  all  the  dishes  to  the  slares  behind 
jou,  why  is  not  your  table  spread  at  your  back  P  * 

All  to  the  boys  thou  reachest  o'er  the  shoulder. 

Set  them  a  table,  that  they  may  grow  bolder.  Elphimton. 

XIIT.      OK  A  TUSCAir  SOOTHSATBB. 

A  goat,  guilty  of  having  gnawed  a  Tine,  was  standing 
doomed  before  the  altar  of  Bacchus,  a  grateful  victim  for  his 
sacfed  rites.  When  the  Tuscan  soothsayer  was  about  to 
sacrifice  him  to  the  god,  he  chanced  to  order  a  rustic  and 
unlettered  countryman  to  castrate  the  animal  quickly  with  a 
sharp  knife,  so  that  the  foul  odour  from  the  unclean  flesh 
might  pass  away.^  But  while  he  himself,  with  his  body  bent 
over  the  grassy  altar,  was  cutting  the  neck  of  the  struggling 
animal  with  his  knife,  and  pressing  it  down  with  his  hand,  an 
immense  hernia  of  his  own  showed  itself  at  the  outraged  rites. 
This  the  rustic  seized  and  cut,  thinking  that  the  ancient  rites 
of  sacrifice  demiinded  it,  and  that  the  ancient  deities  were 
honoured  with  such  offerings.  So  you,  who  but  a  while 
since  were  a  Tuscan,  are  become  a  Gallus ; '  and  while  you 
were  cutting  the  throat  of  a  goat,  you  were  cut  yourself. 

A  eoat  without  awe. 

Who  tendrils  would  gnaw. 
Was  doom'd  on  the  altar  to  die. 

Now,  Bacchus,  thy  priest 

Laid  hold  of  the  beast ! 
And  thus  to  a  clown  that  stood  by : 

"While  I  shall  divine, 
'  Lop  off  either  sign, 
That  so  no  rank  odour  remain." 

When  now  he  would  slay. 

Both  strugglingly  lay ; 
Both  doom'd  me  green  altar  to  stain. 

As  thus  they  lay  low. 
How  dire  was  the  show ! 
The  auspices  saw  it,  and  scowl'd. 

1  Adpede9,  Properly  **  at  your  feet,"  where  the  slaves  in  waiting  stoodi 
a  little  withdrawn  towards  the  back  of  the  master. 

*  A  supposed  effect  of  the  operation. 

*  A  priest  of  Cybele.    The  word  Gallus  means  also  a  QaUL 


142  HABTIAL*S 

The  down,  with  a  knife, 
Cleared  all  to  the  life : 
Too  late  the  bare  bacchanal  howl'd. 

Well  thought  the  poor  man, 

When  orgies  began, 
Such  fibres  high  honour  were  held  in. 

The  priest  of  the  god 

Own'd  Cybele's  nod ; 
And,  slaying  the  goat,  proved  a  gelding.    ElphitiBtan 

XZT.    TO  FATJ8TINUS,   OK  A  FfilOLD  BHETOBIOIAK. 

If  jou  wish,  Faufltinus,  a  bath  of  boiling  water  to  be  re- 
duced in  temperature, — a  bath,  such  as  scarcely  Julianas 
could  enter, — ask  the  rhetorician  Sabinsus  to  bathe  him- 
self in  it.     He  would  freeze  the  warm  baths  of  Nero. 

K  thy  hot  bath,  Faustus,  thou  seek'st  to  cure, 

'BoTe  what  a  paralytic  can  endure : 

Let  orator  Sabinus  enter  in 

Nero's  hot  baths,  he  'U  make  a  cooling  sprinff . 

Man.  1696. 

ZXVT.      TO   OAKDIDirS. 

Alone  you  possess  your  farms,  Candiaus,  alone  your 
cash ;  alone  your  golden  and  murrhine  vessels ;  alone  your 
Massic  wine,  alone  your  Caecuban  of  Opimius'  year ;  alone 
your  heart,  alone  your  wit;  alone  you  possess  all  your 
property ;  (do  you  think  I  wish  to  deny  it  p) — ^but  your  wife, 
Uandidus,  you  share  with  all  the  world. 

Candidus  has  alone  fine  farms,  eold  coin, 
Myrrh,  and  drinks  Caecuban,  and  Massic  wine ; 
Has  the  sole  wisdom,  and  the  only  wit ; 
Enjoys  the  world  alone,  and  all  in  it. 

fiut  has  he  all  alone  ?    That  I  deny ; 

His  wife  with  all  is  in  community.  Fletcher. 

Thy  pleasant  farm  thou  dost  enjoy  alone, 
Thy  money,  plate,  communicaf  st  to  none. 
Alone,  thou  aged  Massic  wine  dost  drink, 
'  Alone  thyself  both  wise  and  witty  think : 
That  all  thou  hast  alone,  I  yet  deny, 
Thy  wife  is  common,  or  the  people  lie.         Anon.  1695. 

XXyil.      TO    GALLUS. 

Tou  neyer  invite  me  again,  although  you  frequently  accept 


BOOK  ni.]  EFIOBAHS.  148 

ny  invitations.  I  pardon  you,  Gallne,  proyided  that  you  do 
not  inyite  others.  But  others  you  certainly  do  invite ; — we 
are  both  in  the  wrong.  "How  sop"  you  ask.  I  have  no 
common  sense ;  and  you,  Gallus,  no  sense  of  shame. 

I  often  you,  you  mee  doe  never  bid, 
Which  1  could  ]pardon  if  none  else  you  did ; 
But  others  you  invite : — we  *re  both  to  blame,— 
Myself  for  want  of  witt,  and  you  of  shame. 

Old  MS.  16«A  Cent. 

That  oft  I  thee,  thou  me  dost  never  call 

To  sup,  I  could  forgive,  if  none  at  all 

Thou  didst  invite :  but,  churl,  thou  dost  afford 

To  other  guests  a  freauent  well-served  board. 

We  're  faulty  both.    In  what,  dost  bid  me  name  P 

I  for  the  ivant  of  wit,  and  thou  of  shame.      Anon»  1695. 

Xinil.      TO   KESTOE. 

You  wonder  that  Marius'  ear  smells  unpleasantly.  You 
are  the  cause  of  this,  Nestor ;  you  whisper  into  it. 

Wonder  you,  Nestor,  Marius*  ear  smells  strong  ? 

Your  breath 's  the  cause ;  you  whisper  there  so  long.   Wright* 

Thou  *rt  shock'd  at  the  bad  smell  from  Marius'  ear : 

T  is  from  liie  bad  thou  'rt  ever  whispering  there.     Anon, 

XXIX.      TO  SATUBK,   GIT   ZOILITS. 

To  thee,  O  Saturn,  Zoilus  dedicates  these  chains  and  these 
double  fetters,  his  first  rings.^ 

To  thee,  the  god,  whom  freedom's  sons  adore, 
Glad  Zoilus  devotes  the  rings  erewhile  he  wore. 

ElphinBton. 

XXX.      TO    GABOILIAirUS. 

The  sportula  is  no  longer  given ;  *  you  dine  as  an  ordinary 
guest.'  Tell  me  then,  Gargilianus,  now  do  you  contrive  to 
live  at  Borne  ?  Whence  comes  your  paltry  toga,  and  the  rent 
of  your  murky  den  ?  Whence  the  money  for  a  bath  among 
the  poor  ?   or  for  the  favours  of  Chione  r    You  say  you  live 

^  This  Zoilus,  -whoeyer  he  was,  had  been  a  slare,  bat  had  risen  to  the 
dignity  of  a  knight,  when  he  wore  a  gold  ring;  in  allusion  to  which 
Martial  calls  his  fetters  "  his  first  rings."  The  fetters  of  slaves,  on  their 
manumission,  were  dedicated  to  Saturn,  because  he  had  himself  been  put 
in  fetters  by  Jupiter.   See  B.  xi.  £p.  37. 

*  See  Ep.  7.    '  Gratis  eonviva  rteumbia.  Without  receiving  any  money. 


14A  kaatial's 

in  the  highest  degree  reasonablj,  but  you  act  unreasonabljr, 
in  mj  opinion,  in  living  at  all. 

No  money 's  paid,  yet  gratis  eat'st  my  cheer, 

But  when  at  Kome,  Gargilian,  what  dost  there? 

Whence  hast  thou  house-rent  P  or  whence  hast  a  coat  P 

How  canst  thou  pay  thy  wench  P  whence  hast  a  groat  P 

Though  with  much  reason  thou  art  said  to  live, 

Yet  how  thou  dost  it  none  can  reason  give.  JPieteh$r, 

XXXI.      TO   BtJTINUS. 

You  have,  I  admit,  many  a  wide  acre  of  land,  and 
many  a  farm  over  which  Aiban  household  gods  preside; 
crowds  of  debtors  to  your  well-filled  money-chest  serve  you 
as  their  master,  and  golden  tables  support  your  meals.  Do 
not,  however,  Faustinus,  disdain  smaller  people  than  yourself : 
Didymus  had  more  than  you  have ;  Fhilomelus^  has  more. 

I  own,  in  manors  you  have  large  command ; 

And  rich  in  houses  are,  as  well  as  land : 

You  have  in  mortgages  a  vast  estate : 

Your  table  elegant,  and  served  in  plate. 

Despise  not  your  inferiors  on  this  score : 

More  once  had  Verres,  Cheatall  now  hath  more.    Say, 

I  own.  Sir  Lutestring,  you  've  a  million  clear, 
You  boast  in  lands  ten  thousand  pounds  a  year ; 
Your  various  mortgages  no  chest  can  hold, 
Subscriptions,  loans,  and  South  Sea  stock  untold ; 
You  eat  on  silver,  and  you  drink  in  gold. 
Yet  sneer  not  righteous  patriots,  though  on  foot, 
Nor  grin  at  virtue  in  an  old  surtoul. 
Sejanus  ckim'd  than  you  a  larger  store 
Rufinus  and  Eutropius,  sir,  had  more. 
And  so  had  Osterman, — but  all  is  o'er. 

GenUemaiCs  Mag.  voL  xii. 

Disdain  not,  Rufus,  all  that  yet  are  poor ; 

There 's  greater  rogues  than  you,  that  have  much  more. 

Anon.  1695. 
XXXII.     TO  MATBnriA. 

You  ask,  Matrinia,  whether  I  can  love  an  old  woman. 
I  can,  even  an  old  woman :  but  you  are  not  an  old  woman ; 
you  are  a  corpse.  I  can  love  a  Hecuba  or  a  Niobe,  Matrinia, 
provided  the  one  has  not  yet  become  a  hound,  or  the  other  a 
stone. 

^  Names  of  low  people  who  had  become  rich  at  Rome. 


BOOK   UI.]  EPIGRAMS.  145 

Ask  you,  poor  Bell,  if  I  can  love  the  old  P 

I  can, — but  you  are  absolutely  dead. 

Sad  Niobe,  or  Hecuba  the  scold, 

I  might  haye  borne ;  but  nature's  self  had  fled 

From  tender  looks,  and  arms  in  fondness  thrown 

Around  the  railing  bitch  or  weeping  stone.  Sedley, 

ZXXIU.      THE   LDEAL   OF   HIS   MISTRESS. 

I  prefer  a  lady ;  but  if  such  is  denied  me,  my  next  choice 
would  be  a  freed-woman.  A  slave' is  the  last  resource ;  but 
if  her  beauty  indemnifies  the  want  of  birth,  I  shall  prefer 
her  to  either. 

A  wife  of  high  descent,  I  first  would  wed ; 

For  want  of  such,  one  freed  should  share  my  bed ; 

A  slave  the  last ;  yet  if  she  noble  be 

Inform,  I  'd  chuse  her  first  of  all  the  three.     Anon.  1695. 

IXIIT.     TO   CHIONB. 

Why  you  are  at  once  deserving  and  undeseiTing  of  your 
name,  I  will  tell  you.  You  are  cold,  and  you  are  bLick.  You 
are  not,  and  you  are,  Chione.^ 

To  Chione^  or  Madam  Snow. 

Fit  and  unfit  thy  name  to  thee  doth  show, 

For  black  and  cold  thou  art.  Snow  and  not  Snow. 

Anon.  1695. 

XXXV.      ON   SOME   SCTJLFTITBEJ)   FISH 

You  see  those  fish  before  you,  a  beautiful  example  of  the 
sculpture  of  Phidias ;  give  them  water,  and  they  will  swim. 

So  graved  to  th*  life  by  Phidias'  art,  you  *ld  swear 
The  fish  would  swimme,  were  butt  the  water  there. 

Old  MS.  Wh  Cent. 

IXXVI.      TO   FABIANTTS. 

Such  attentions  as  you  receive  from  a  new  and  lately  made 
friend,  Fabianus,  you  expect  to  receive  also  from  me.  You  ex- 
pect that  I  should  constantly  run  in  dishabille  to  salute  you  at 
the  dawn  of  day,  and  that  your  litter  should  drag  me  through 
the  middle  of  the  mud ;  that,  worn  out,  I  should  follow  you 
at  four  o*clock  or  later  to  the  baths  of  Agrippa,  while  I  my- 
self wash  in  those  of  Titus.    Is  this  my  reward  after  twenty 

'  Chion  is  Greek  for  snow 

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146  MABTIAL*S 

winters*  service,  Fabianus,  that  I  am  ever  to  be  in  my  ap- 
prenticeship to  your  friendship  ?  Is  this  what  I  have  gained, 
Fabianus,  by  my  worn-out  toga,—- and  this  too  my  own, — that 
you  do  not  consider  me  to  have  yet  earned  my  discharge  ? 

Of  a  new  friend  the  duties  dire, 

Thou,  Fabian,  wouldst  of  me  require : 

rhat  bristling  I  each  mom  repair, 

To  tend  through  thick  and  thm  thy  chair : 

That  I,  at  ten,  or  later  hour. 

Despising  toil's  and  hunger's  power, 

Convoy  tnee  to  Agrippa's  wave, 

"When  I  must  thence  with  Titus  lave. 

Thus,  thirty  winters  at  thy  will ! 

And  must  1  be  thy  novice  still  ? 

This  salary  must  1  make  known, 

For  wearine  out  the  gown  my  own  ? 

Nor  have  I  length  of  duty  trod, 

To  merit  the  d£charging  rod  ?  Elphinatan, 

XXIVII.      TO   HIS    KICH   TSIENDS. 

My  rich  friends,  you  know  nothing  save  how  to  put  your- 
selves into  a  passion.  It  is  not  a  nice  thing  for  you  to  do, 
but  it  suits  your  purpose.     Do  it. 

Rich  friends  'gainst  poor  to  anger  still  are  prone : 
It  is  not  well,  but  profitably  done.  Matj. 

XXXVIII.      TO    SEXTUS. 

What  cause  or  what  presumption,  Sextus,  brings  you 
to  Bome  ?  what  do  you  expect  or  seek  here  P  Tell  me. 
"I  will  plead  causes,'*  you  say,  "more  eloquently  than 
Cicero  himself,  and  in  the  three  forums  *  there  shall  be  no 
one  to  equal  me."  Atestinus  pleaded  causes,  and  Givis;  you 
knew  both  of  them ;  but  neither  made  enough  to  pay  for 
his  lodging.  "  If  nothing  is  to  be  gained  from  this  pursuit, 
I  will  write  verses  :  when  you  have  heard  them,  you  will  say 
they  are  Virgil's  own."  You  are  mad;  all  that  you  see  here 
shivering  in  threadbare  cloaks  are  Ovids  and  Virgils.  "  I  will 
push  my  way  among  the  great."  That  trick  has  found  sup- 
port for  but  two  or  three  that  have  attempted  it,  while  all  the 
rest  are  pale  with  hunger.    **  What  shall  I  do  ?  advise  me : 

^  The  old  Roman  foniin,  that  of  Juuua  Caesar,  and  that  of  Augustus. 


^ 

^ 


BOOK    III.]  EPIOBAM8.  147 

for  I  am  determined  to  live  at  Borne."    If  you  are  a  good 
man,  Sextus,  jou  will  have  to  live  by  chance.^ 

To  town  what  cause,  or  rather  what  ill  star, 

Hath  brought  my  friend  ?  say  what  your  prospects  are. 

More  eloquent  than  Murray  I  will  be ; 

In  the  four  courts,  not  one  shall  rival  me. 

Some,  whom  we  know,  in  hall  their  time  have  lost : 

Others  have  rid  the  circuit,  and  paid  cost 

If  that  won't  do,  verses  compose  I  will. 

Equal  to  Maro's.    That  is  wilder  stilL 

In  windowed  hose,  and  garments  twice  conveyed. 

Our  Ovids  and  our  Virgils  are  array'd. 

Then  I  'U  attend  the  great.     How  few  thrive  by  it ! 

The  rest  all  starve  upon  so  thin  a  diet 

Tell  me,  then,  what  to  do  :  here  live  I  must 

You  're  a  good  man ;  and  in  the  Lord  must  trust      JETay. 

What  business  or  what  hope  brings  you  to  town, 
Who  canst  not  pimp,  nor  cheat,  nor  swear,  nor  lie  ? 

This  place  will  nourisn  no  such  idle  drone ; 
Hence  in  remoter  parts  thy  fortune  try. 

But  thou  hast  courage,  honesty,  and  wit. 
And  one,  or  all  these  three,  will  eive  thee  bread : 

The  malice  of  this  town  thou  know  st  not  yet : 
Wit  is  a  good  diversion,  but  base  trade. 

Cowards  will  for  thy  courage  call  thee  bully. 
Till  all,  like  Thraso*s,  thy  acquaintance  shun  ! 

BojFues  call  thee  for  thy  honesty  a  cuUy : 
Yet  this  is  all  thou  hast  to  live  upon. 

Friend,  three  such  virtues  Audley  had  undone  : 

Be  wise,  and,  ere  thou  'rt  in  the  gaol,  begone. 

Of  all  that  starving  crew  we  saw  to-day, 

None  but  has  kill  *d  his  man,  or  writ  ms  play.      Sediey. 

xmz.    TO  rATJSTiiruB. 

The  one-eyed  Lycoris,  Faustinns,  has  set  her  affections  on 
a  boy  like  the  Trojan  shepherd.  How  well  the  one-eyed 
Lycoris  sees ! 

One-eyed  Lycoris'  love  's  more  fair  than  he 

Kept  flocks  on  Ida.    How  the  blind  can  see !     Anon.  1695» 

>  Since  it  is  only  the  bad  tkat  make  sure  of  a  living  at  Rome. 

L  2 


148  mabtial's 

XL.      TO   THELSBINirS. 

Por  lending  me  one  hundred  and  fifty  thousand  sesterces  * 
out  of  the  vast  wealth  which  your  heavy  chest,  GPhelesinus, 
contains,  you  imagine  yourself  a  great  friend  to  me.  You 
great,  for  lending  ?     Say  rather,  I  am  g^at,  for  repaying. 

For  having  lent,  forsooth,  an  hundred  pound 

From  fuU-cramm'd  chests  and  wealth  that  does  ahound. 

Thou  think'st  that  thou  much  ^eatness  hast  displayed : 

But  that  the  grandeur  's  mine,  it  may  he  said ; 

Who,  heing  poor,  so  great  a  sum  repaid.        Anon.  1695. 

XLI.      ON  A,  SCXTLPTTJBS])   LIZASD. 

The  lizard  wrought  upon  this  vessel  by  the  hand  of 
Mentor,  is  so  life-like  that  the  silver  becomes  an  object  of 
terror. 

Mentor  i*  th'  ewre  bo  lively  graved  a  newte. 
You  'd  think  it  breathed,  and  feare  it,  butt  you  knew  't 

Old  JUS.  IGth  Cent. 

The  lisard  wrought  by  Mentor's  hand  so  rare 

Was  feai'd  i'  th'  cup,  as  though  it  living  were.     Wright. 

XLII.      TO   FOLLA. 

When  you  try  to  conceal  your  wrinkles,  PoUa,  with 
paste  made  from  beans,  you  deceive  yourself,  not  me.  Let 
a  defect,  which  is  possibly  but  small,  appear  undisguised. 
A  &ult  concealed  is  presumed  to  be  great. 

Thou  seek'st  with  lard  to  smooth  thy  wrinkled  skin, 

Bedaub'st  thyself,  and  dost  no  lover  win. 

Simple  decays  men  easily  pass  by, 

But,  hid,  suspect  some  great  deformity.  Anon.  1695. 

Leave  off  thy  paint,  perfumes,  and  youthful  dress. 
And  nature's  railing  honestly  confess ; 
Double  we  see  those  faults  which  art  would  mend. 
Plain  downright  ugliness  would  less  offend.  Sedley. 

XLIII.      TO   L-BTTNUS. 

You  ape  youth,  Laetinus,  with  your  dyed  hair;  and  you, 
who  were  but  now  a  swan,  are  suddenly  become  a  crow! 
Ton  will  not  deceive  every  one :  Proserpine  knows  that  you 
are  hoary,  and  will  snatch  the  mask  from  your  head. 

^  About  twelve  hundred  pounds  of  our  money. 


\ 


BOOK  III.]  KPIGBAMS.  149 

LeDtinus  counterfeits  his  youth 

With  periwiff s,  I  trow, 
But  art  thou  changed  so  soon,  in  truth, 

From  a  swan  to  a  crow  ? 
Thou  canst  not  all  the  world  deceive  : 

Proserpine  knows  thee  gray ; 
And  she  '11  make  bold,  wiuout  your  leave, 

To  take  your  cap  away.  Fletcher. 

Before  a  swan,  behind  a  crow, 

Such  self-deceit  I  ne'er  did  know. 

Ah,  cease  your  arts !  Death  knows  you  're  ^y. 

And,  spite  of  all,  will  have  his  way.  2>r  Hoadky. 

Thou,  that  not  a  month  a^o 

Wast  white  as  swan  or  dnven  snow, 

Now  blacker  fSsir  than  ^8op*s  crow. 

Thanks  to  thy  wig,  setf  st  up  for  beau : 

Faith,  Harry,  thou  'rt  i'  the  wrong  box  ; 

Old  a^e  these  vain  endeavours  mocks. 

And  tmie,  that  knows  thou  'st  hoary  locks, 

Will  pluck  thy  mask  off  with  a  poz.  Tom  Browne. 

XLIT.     TO  LiGUBnrus. 

Do  YOU  wish  to  know  the  reason,  Ligurinus,  that  no  one 
willingly  meets  you ;  that,  wherever  vou  come,  everybody 
takeB  flight,  and  a  vast  solitude  is  lerb  around  you  ?  You 
are  too  much  of  a  poet.  This  is  an  extremely  dangerous 
fau]t.  The  tigress  aroused  by  the  loss  of  her  whelps,  the 
Tiper  scorched  by  the  midday  sun,  or  the  ruthless  scorpion, 
are  leas  objects  of  terror  than  you.  For  who,  I  ask,  could 
undergo  such  calls  upon  his  patience  as  you  make  ?  You 
read  your  verses  to  me,  whether  I  am  standine;,  or  sitting, 
Cft  ronning,  or  about  private  business.  I  fly  to  the  hot  baths, 
th^re  you  din  my  ears :  I  seek  the  cold  bath,  there  I  cannot 
swim  for  your  noise :  I  hasten  to  dinner,  you  stop  me  on 
my  way ;  1  sit  down  to  dinner,  you  drive  me  from  my  seat : 
wearied,  I  fall  asleep,  you  rouse  me  from  mycouch.  Do  you 
wish  to  see  how  much  evil  you  occasion  P — You,  a  man  just, 
upright,  and  innocent,  are  an  object  of  fear. 

Tou  come ;  away  flies  every  mother's  son : 
On  Bagshot  Heath  you  can't  be  more  alone. 
If  you  ask,  why, — ^you  are  bewitch'd  with  rhyme  % 
And  this,  believe  me,  is  a  dangerous  crime. 


150  MABTIAL^S 

Robb*d  of  her  whelpe,  a  tigress  thus  we  shun 

Or  viper  basking  in  the  noon- day  sun : 

Not  more  the  dreadful  scorpion's  sting  we  fear, 

Than  th's  incessant  lugging  by  the  ear. 

Standing^  or  sitting,  you  repeat  your  lays : 

On  my  close-stool  I  hear  them  ;  in  my  chaise : 

Tour  trumpet  on  the  water  strikes  my  ear ; 

I  at  Yauxhall  no  other  music  hear. 

When  dinner  waits,  you  seize  me  by  the  button ; 

At  table  placed,  you  drive  me  from  my  mutton : 

From  a  sweet  nap  you  rouse  me  by  your  song. 

How  much,  by  this,  yourself  and  me  you  wrong ! 

The  man  of  worth,  the  poet,  makes  us  fly ; 

And  by  your  verse  we  lose  your  probity.  Haiy* 

You  often  wonder  what  the  devil 
Can  make  the  town  so  damn'd  uncivil. 
With  what  indifference  they  treat  you ! 
There  's  not  a  soul  that  cares  to  meet  you. 
Where*er  you  come,  what  consternation ! 
What  universal  desolation ! 
But  for  the  cause — why,  must  you  know  it  P 
1 11  tell  yoi ;  "  you  're  too  great  a  poet ; " 
And  that  *8  a  thing  true  Britons  fear 
More  than  a  tiger  or  a  bear ; 
Tour  man  of  sense,  of  all  God's  curses, 
Dreads  nothine  like  repeating  verses. 

And  really,  Tom,  you  're  past  all  bearing ; 
Tou  'd  tire  a  Dutchman  out  with  hearing. 
One  must  submit : — there  's  no  contending  \ 
You  keep  one  sitting ;  keep  one  standing 
Got  loose,  with  more  than  decent  speed 
I  trudge  away — yet  you  proceed. 
Go  where  one  wul,  there  's  no  retreat ; 
You  're  at  it  still,  repeat,  repeat. 
I  flv  to  "  Nando's  *'-7-you  are  there. 
Still  thund*ring  distichs  in  one's  ear : 
Thence  to  the  park — still  you  're  as  bad ; 
The  ladies  think  you  drunk  or  mad : 
"  But  come,  't  is  late,  at  three  we  dine ;  ** 
You  stop  one  with  "  a  charming  line ; " 
Now  down  we  sit ;  but  lo !  repeating 
Is  ^eater  joy  to  you  than  eating. 
Quite  tired,  I  noa,  and  try  to  dose ; 
In  vain — you  've  murder'd  all  repose. 

But  prithee,  Tom,  repent  in  time  i 
You  see  the  sad  effect  of  rhyme 


BOOK    III.]  EPXQBAMS.  151 

(And  check  this  humour,  if  you  can) ; 

That  such  an  honest  worthy  man, 

With  so  much  sense,  and  Euch  good  nature, 

Should  be  so  terrible  a  creature !  Itev.  R.  Orate$, 

That  cousins,  friends,  and  strangers  fly  thee, 

Nay,  thv  own  sister  can't  sit  nigh  thee. 

That  all  men  thy  acquaintance  shun, 

And  into  holes  and  comers  run, 

Like  Irish  beau  from  English  dun. 

The  reason  's  plain ;  and  if  thou  'dst  know  it» 

Thou  'rt  a  most  damn'd  repeating  poet. 

Not  bailiff  sour'd  with  horrid  beard 

Is  more  in  poor  Alsatia  fear'd, 

Since  the  stem  Parliament  of  late 

Has  stript  of  ancient  rights  their  state ; 

Not  tigers  when  their  whelps  are  missing ; 

Not  serpents  in  the  sunshine  hissing ; 

Not  snake  in  tail  that  carries  rattle ; 

Not  fire,  nor  plague,  nor  blood,  nor  battle, 

Is  half  so  dreaded  hy  the  throng, 

As  thy  vile  persecutmg  tongue.^ 

If  e'er  the  restless  clack  that 's  in  it 

Gives  thv  head  leave  to  think  a  minute, 

Think  wnat  a  penance  we  must  bear, 

Thy  damn'd  impertinence  to  hear. 

Where'er  I  run,  or  stand,  or  sit, 

Thou  still  art  in  th'  repeating  fit : 

Wearied,  I  seek  a  nap  to  take ; 

But  thy  cursed  muse  keeps  me  awake. 

At  church  too,  when  the  or^n  's  blowing, 

Thy  louder  pine  is  still  a-gome. 

Nor  park  nor  oagnio  *b  from  thee  free ; 

All  paces  are  alme  to  thee. 

Learn  wisdom  once,  at  a  friend's  instance. 

From  the  two  fellows  at  St  Dunstan's : 

Make  not  each  man  thou  meet'st  a  martyr  $ 

But  strike,  like  them,  but  once  a  quarter.       Tom  Brmcns 

XLY.      TO   THE   SAME. 

Whether  Phoebus  fled  from  the  table  and  supper  of  Thy- 
estes,  I  do  not  kuow :  I  flee  from  yours,  Ligunnus.  It  is 
certiunly  a  splendid  one,  and  well  furnished  with  excellent 
dishes,  but  nothing  pleases  me  when  you  recite.  I  do  not 
want  you  to  put  upon  table  turbots  or  a  mullet  of  two  pounds 
weight,  nor  do  I  wish  for  mushrooms  or  oysters ;  what  I 
want  is  your  silence. 


152  habtial'b 

^Vhether  scared  Phoebus  fled  (my  Ligurine) 
Thyestes'  feast,  I  know  not ;  we  fly  thine : 
Thouffh  that  thy  table 's  rich  and  nobly  spread* 
Yet  thy  sole  talk  knocks  all  th'  enjoyment  dead. 

Fletcher. 
XLTI.      TO    CANDIDU8. 

You  demand  from  me,  without  end,  the  attentions  due  from 
a  client.   I  go  not  myself,  but  send  you  my  freed-man.  *'  It  is 
not  the  same,"  you  say.     I  will  prove  that  it  is  much  more. 
I  can  scarcely  follow  your  litter,  he  will  carry  it.     If  you 
get  into  a  crowd,  he  will  keep  it  off  with  his  elbow ;  my  sides 
are  weak,  and  unsuited  to  such  labour.     Whateyer  state- 
ment you  may  make  in  pleading,  I  should  hold  my  tongue ; 
but  he  will  roar  out  for  you  the  thrice-glorious  **  brayo ! " 
If  you  haye  a  dispute  with  any  one,  he  will  heap  abuse  upon 
your  adversary  with  a  stentorian  voice;  modesty  prevents 
me  from  using  strong  language.    ''  Well  then,  will  you  shovf 
me,"  say  you,  "  no  attention  as  my  friend  ?  "     Yes,  Candi* 
dus,  every  attention  which  my  freedman  mify  be  unable  to 
show. 

How  often  do  you  ask  me  to  go  down. 

To  aid  your  interest  in  your  borough  town  ? 

1  would  do  all  to  serve  you  that  I  can : 

Yet  cannot  ^o :  but  1  will  send  my  man. 

You  say,  't  is  not  the  same ;  1  '11  prove  it  more. 

1  scarce  can  follow  you  ;  he  '11  eo  before. 

Is  there  a  mob  P  he  '11  elbow  folks  away : 

I  am  infirm,  not  used  to  such  rough  play. 

I  can't  repeat  the  popular  things  you  say ; 

He  will  extol  them,  more  than  once  a  day. 

Is  there  a  quarrel  ?  he  'U  be  very  loud : 

I  am  ashamed  to  bully  in  a  crowd. 

"  What !  will  my  firiend  do  nothing,  then  ?  ^  say  you : 

All,  that  a  servant  cannot  do,  1 11  do.  Hay. 

ILVIT.     TO   TAUSTINTIS. 

Yonder,  Faustinus,  where  the  Capene  Gate  drips  with  large 
drops,'  and  where  the  Almo  cleanses  the  Phrygian  sacrificial 
knives  of  the  Mother  of  the  Ghods,  where  the  sacred  meadow 
of  the  Horatii  lies  verdant,  and  where  the  temple  of  the 
Little  Hercules '  swarms  with  many  a  visitor,  Bassus  was 

^  On  account  of  the  aqueducts  and  springs  near  it.    Jut.  iii.  II. 
'  Either  Hercules  worshipped  as  a  boy,  or  in  allusion  to  the  nnalliieii 
of  the  temple 


VOOK   III.]  £PIGBAMS.  153 

talking  his  way  in  a  well-packed  chariot,  carrying  with  him 
jfcll  the  riches  of  a  favoured  country  spot.  There  you  might 
have  seen  cabbages  with  noble  hearts,  and  both  kinds  of  leeks,' 
d'wjuf  lettuces,  and  beet-roots  not  unserviceable  to  the  tor- 
pid stomach.  There  also  you  might  have  seen  an  osier  ring, 
hung  with  fat  thrushes ;  a  hare,  pierced  by  the  fangs  of  a 
Oallic  hound ;  and  a  sucking-pig,  that  had  never  yet  crush- 
ed bean.  Nor  did  the  running  footman  go  idly  before  the 
carriage,  but  bore  eggs  safely  wrapped  in  hay.  Was  Bassus 
going  to  town  ?  No ;  he  was  going  to  his  country-seat.' 

Where  the  Capenian  gate  her  pool  extends, 
Where  to  the  Phrygian  parent  Almo  bends ; 
Where  the  Hoiatians  verdure  Btill  the  spot ; 
Where  puny  Hercules's  fieine  is  hot ; 
Poor  Bassus  drove  his  team,  but  sanff  no  song ; 
Lugging  the  stnigglinff  stores  of  the  olest  land  along. 

'uiere  coleworts  might  you  see  of  noblest  shoot ; 
There  might  admire  each  lettuce,  leek,  and  root; 
But,  above  all,  the  deobstructive  beet ; 
Here  a  rich  firail  of  fatted  thrushes  greet ; 
And  here  a  hare,  the  cruel  hounds  could  crunch ; 
With  a  8ow*s  unwean'd  babe,  that  bean  could  never  munch. 

Before  the  car,  behold  no  idler  stray : 
Yet  one  preceded,  stuffing  eggs  in  hay. 
Was  Bassus  winding  his  glad  way  to  town  ? 
No :  winding  his  glad  way  to  his  dear  vOla  down. 

JE^hifutoH. 

XLVIII.     TO   CLUB. 

Olus  built  a  poor  man's  cot,'  and  sold  his  fimns.  Olus  now 
inhabits  the  poor  man's  cot. 

Noble  Olus  constructed  a  poor  man's  retreat ; 

Tho'  his  lands  all  he  sold,  ne  possesses  a  seat.  ElphinsUm, 

ZLIX.     TO  A  HOST. 

You  mix  Yeientan  wine  for  me,  while  ^ou  yourself  drink 
Massie.  I  would  rather  smell  the  cups  which  you  present  me, 
than  drink  of  them. 

*  Leeks  and  onions  are  meant. 

'  Bassos  is  ridicnled  for  the  unproductiveness  of  lus  grounds,  to  which 
he  carried  supplies  from  the  city. 

'  A  fancy  cottage,  or  smaller  house  of  reception,  such  as  great  men  built 
for  their  dependents,  or  others,  whom  they  did  not  wish  to  admit  into 
their  maoaiooa. 


154  kabtial's 

You  Massick  drink,  Veientan  give  to  me. 

I  need  not  taste ;  the  smell  doSi  satisfie.         Wright, 

L.     TO   LIGITRIirUS. 

The  reason  you  ask  us  to  dinner,  Ligurinus,  is  no  other 
than  this,  that  you  may  recite  your  verses.  I  have  just 
put  off  my  shoes, ^  when  forthwith  in  comes  an  immense 
volume  among  the  lettuces  and  sharp  sauce.  Another  is 
handed,  while  the  first  course  is  lingering  on  the  table : 
then  comes  a  third,  before  even  the  second  course  is  served. 
Daring  a  fourth  course  you  recite ;  and  again  during  a  fifth. 
Why,  a  boar,  if  so  often  placed  upon  table,  is  imsavoury. 
If  you  do  not  hand  over  your  accursed  poems  to  the  mackerel- 
sellers,  Ligurinus,  you  will  soon  dine  alone. 

The  single  cause  why  you  invite, 

Is  that  your  works  you  may  recite. 

I  hardly  had  my  slippers  dropped, 

Nor  dreamed  the  entertainment  stopped, 

When,  mid  the  lettuces  and  salad, 

Is  usher'd  in  a  bloody  ballad. 

Then,  lo !  another  bunch  of  lays, 

While  yet  the  primal  service  stays. 

Another,  ere  the  second  course ; 

A  third,  and  fourth,  and  fifth  you  force. 

The  boar,  beroasted  now  to  rags. 

Appears  in  vain :  the  stomach  flaffs. 

The  labours,  that  destroy  each  dish, 

Were  useful  coats  for  frying  fish. 

Affirm,  my  Bard,  this  dire  decree : 

Else  you  shall  sup  alone  for  me.  E^hmstoK. 

LI.     TO    GALLA. 

When  I  praise  your  face,  when  I  admire  your  limbs  and 
hands,  you  tell  me,  Galla,  "  In  nature's  garments  I  shall 
please  you  still  better.*'  Yet  you  always  avoid  the  same  baths 
with  myself.   Do  you  fear,  Ghilla,  that  I  shall  not  please  you  ? 

When,  Galla,  thy  face,  hands,  and  legs  I  admire. 
Thou  8ay*st:  "I,  when  naked,  more  pleasing  shall  be.** 

Yet  one  common  bath  I  full  vainly  require : 
Dost  fear  that  I  shall  not  be  pleasing  to  thee  ?  Elphinston. 

Ln.    TO  TONGILIAUTJS. 

You  had  purchased  a  house,  Tongilianus,  for  two  hundred 
^  In  order  to  lie  down  on  the  dining-couch. 


BOOK  III.]  £PIOBAMS.  155 

thousand  sesterces ;  and  a  calamity  but  too  frequent  in  this 
city  destroyed  it.  Contributions  poured  in  to  the  amount 
of  a  million  sesterces.  May  you  not,  I  ask,  be  suspected  of 
having  set  fire  to  your  own  house,  Tongilianus  ? 

Two  hundred  pound  thy  house,  Tonglliaii,  cost, 
Which  was  by  fire — a  chance  too  frequent  I — ^lost. 
Ten  times  as  much  in  lieu  was  gathered  thee. 
Didst  thou  not  bume  thy  house  in  poUicie  ?        May, 

Lin.     TO   CHLOS. 

I  could  do  without  your  face,  and  your  neck,  and  your 
hands,  and  your  limbs,  and  ^our  bosom,  and  other  of  your 
charms.  Indeed,  not  to  fatigue  myself  with  enumerating 
each  of  them,  I  could  do  without  you,  Ghloe,  altogether. 

I  could  resi^  that  eye  of  blue, 

Howe'er  its  splendour  used  to  thriU  me  $ 

And  ev'n  that  cheek  of  roseate  hue — 
To  lose  it,  Chloe,  scarce  would  kill  me. 

That  snowy  neck  I  ne'er  should  miss, 

However  much  I  've  raved  about  it ; 
And  sweetly  as  that  lip  can  kiss, 

I  think  I  could  exist  without  it 

In  short,  so  well  Fve  leam'd  to  fast, 
That  sooth,  my  love,  I  know  not  whether 

I  n&i^t  not  bring  myself  at  last 

-7-%o  do  without  you  altogether.        Moore. 

LIT.     TO    GALLA. 

Seeing  that  I  cannot  give  you,  Galla,  what  you  ask  of  me 
as  the  price  of  your  favours,  it  would  be  much  more  simple. 
QtJl&y  to  say  No  at  once. 

As  you  well  know  your  price  I  cannot  pay, 

T  were  much  more  simple  No,  at  once,  to  say.  W.  S,  B. 

liY.     TO    OELLIA. 

Wherever  you  come,  Gbllia,  we  think  that  Gosmus  ^  has  mi- 
grated, and  that  his  bottles  are  broken,  and  his  perfumes 
flowing  about.  I  would  not  have  you  delight  in  outlandish 
superfluities.  You  know,  I  suppose,  that  in  this  manner  my 
dog  might  be  made  to  smell  agreeably. 

>  A  celebnted  perfumer,  mentioned  B.  i.  Ep.  88,  and  elsewhere. 


156  mabtial'b 

That  shops  of  odours  seem  with  thee  to  go, 
And  rich  perfumes  thou  dost  around  thee  throw, 
Think  not  this  much ;  't  is  not  thy  natural  smell, 
A  dog,  like  thee  embalm'd,  would  scent  as  well. 

Anon.  1695. 

LVI.     ON  BA.YENKA. 

At  Savanna,  I  would  rather  have  a  cistern  than  a  vineyardy 
as  I  could  sell  water  there  for  much  more  than  wine. 

Lodged  at  Ravenna,  water  sells  so  dear, 

A  cistern  to  a  vineyard  I  prefer.  Addison, 

LVII.  ON  AN  INNKEEPER  AT  BATENNA. 

A  crafty  innkeeper  atBavenna  lately  cheated  me.  I  asked 
liim  for  wine  and  water ;  he  sold  me  pure  wine. 

By  a  Ravenna  vintner  once  betra/d, 

So  much  for  wine  and  water  mix'd  I  paid ; 

But  when  I  thought  the  purchased  liquor  mine, 

The  rascal  fobb'd  me  off  with  only  wine.  Addison. 

A  landlord  of  Bath  put  upon  me  a  queer  hum : 
I  ask'd  him  for  punch,  and  the  dog  gave  me  mere  rumA 

T.  Warton. 

LVIII.      TO   BASSUS,   ON   THE    COUNTBY-HOUSE   OF 

FAUSTINUS. 

Our  friend  Eaustinus's  Baian  farm,  Bassus,  does  not 
occupy  an  ungrateful  expanse  of  broad  land,  laid  out  with 
useless  myrtle  groves,  sterile  plane-trees,  and  clipped  box- 
rows,  but  rejoices  in  a  real  unsophisticated  country  scene. 
Here  close-pressed  heaps  of  com  are  crammed  into  every 
comer,  and  many  a  cask  is  redolent  with  wine  of  old  vint- 
ages. Here,  after  November,  when  winter  is  at  hand,  the 
rough  vine-dresser  brings  in  the  ripened  grapes ;  the  sa- 
vage bulls  bellow  in  the  deep  valley,  and  the  steer,  with 
forehead  still  unarmed,  yearns  for  the  fight.  The  whole 
muster  of  the  fSarmyard  roams  at  large,  the  screaming  goose, 


^  A  play  on  the  original : 

CalliduB  imposuit  nuper  mihi  copo  RavennsB  ; 

Ciim  peterem  mixtum,  vendidit  ille  mencm. 
'  The  phcenicopterus,  or  flamiogo. 


BOOK  in.]  EFIOBAM8.  157 

proud  cocks  caress  their  Bhodian  mates,  and  the  turrets 
resound  with  the  murmur  of  pigeons.  On  this  side  mourns 
the  ringdove,  on  that  the  wax-coloured  turtle-doye;  the  greedy 
swine  tollow  the  apron  of  the  bailiff's  wife,  and  the  tender 
lamb  bleats  after  its  well-filled  mother.  Young  house-bred 
plaves,  sleek  as  milk,  surround  the  cheerful  fire,  and  piles 
of  wood  blaze  near  the  joyous  Lares.  The  steward  does  not, 
through  inactivity,  grow  pale  with  enervating  ease,  nor 
waste  oil  in  anointing  himself  for  wrestling,^  but  sets  crafty 
nets  for  greedy  thrushes,  or  draws  up  fish  captured  with  the 
tremulous  line,  or  brings  home  deer  caught  in  the  hunter's 
toils.  The  productive  garden  amuses  the  well-pleased  towns- 
men,' and  long-haired  children,  freed  from  the  rule  of  their 
instructor,  delight  to  obey  the  farm-bailiff,  and  even  the 
effeminate  eunuch  finds  enjoyment  in  working.  Nor  does  the 
rustic  come  empty-handed  to  pay  his  respects ;  he  brings  with 
him  white  honey  in  its  waxen  cells,  and  the  conical  cheese 
from  the  forest  of  Sassina.  This  one  offers  the  sleepy  dor- 
mouse, that  the  bleating  young  of  the  hairy  she-goat;  another, 
the  capon  debarred  from  loving.  Tall  maidens,  daughters  of 
honest  husbandmen,  bring  their  mothers'  presents  in  baskets 
of  osiers.  Work  being  over,  the  cheerful  neighbourhood  is 
invited  in ;  nor  does  a  stinted  table  reserve  its  dainties  for  the 
morrow,  but  every  one  eats  his  fill,  and  the  well-fed  attendant 
has  no  cause  to  envy  the  reeling  guest.  But  you,  Bassus, 
possess  in  the  suburbs  of  the  city  a  splendid  mansion,  where 
your  visitor  is  starved,  and  where,  from  lofty  towers,  you  look 
over  mere  laurels  secure  in  a  garden  where  Friapus  need 
fear  no  thief.  You  feed  vour  vinedresser  on  com  which  you 
have  bought  in  town,  and  carry  idly  to  your  ornamental  rarm 
T^;etables,  eges,  chickens,  fruits,  cheese,  and  wine.  Should 
your  dwelUng  DO  called  a  countiy-house,  or  a  town-house  out 
of  town  P 

At  my  Faustinus'  country-house  there  growes 

No  equal  ranked  shady  myrtle  rowes. 

Or  buren  plane-trees  ;  no  boxe-hedges  there 

Cut  into  various  figures  doe  appeare 

To  please  the  eye,  engrossing  a  large  field, 

Ana  nought  but  an  unfruitful  prospect  yield, 

'  He  employs  himself  in  more  profitable  occupations.    Perdere  oleum 
H  operaMf  says  the  adage.  *  Who  come  to  visit  the  place. 


BOOK  m.]  IPIQKUtB.  169 

Your  lalladei,  poultiy,  fhiites,  cheese,  tnd  your  wine, 
£lae  on  your  painted  Tianda  you  muit  iliiie. 
li  this  thM  thing  your  cooDt^-bouse  you  call  ? 
No.   Til  jaut  cyty-houae  wiUioot  the  wall. 

OU  3i8. 16M  CmL' 

LIZ.      Oy   A   COBBLEK  AHD  ±  STEB. 

A.  paltry  cobbler,  O  elegant  Bononia,  baa  exhibited  to  thee 
a  show  of  gladistora ;  a  dyer  has  done  the  same  to  Mutina. 
Now  where  will  the  innkeeper  exhibit  P ' 

On  Ot  Cobblrr  and  Fuller  ;  To  the  Fintncr. 
Thee,  Bononia,  thy  mender ;  thee,  Molina,  Scrub 


15S  MABTIAL*S 

But  more  delights  in  the  true  country's  dress, 

In  wilder  forms  affording  rich  increase. 

The  hames  and  gamers  there  with  come  are  fill'ds 

And  fragrant  wines  the  spacious  cellars  yield ; 

There  (vintage  past)  when  winter  days  begin, 

The  rough  vine^esser  latter  grapes  brings  in ; 

Fierce  bulls  low  in  the  vales,  and  there  delieht 

The  wanton  calves  with  budding  homes  to  fright. 

The  yard  all  sorts  of  poultry  there  mayntaynes ; 

Shrill  ^ese,  and  peacocks  with  their  starry  traynes ; 

The  crimson  and  Numidian  birds  there  nest, 

Pheasant,  and  partridge  with  his  speckled  breast ; 

The  lustfuU  cocks  the  Rhodian  henns  there  tread. 

With  moaning  doves  the  house-topp  's  covered ; 

The  rine-doves  in  their  moumMl  notes  complayne, 

Which  3ie  soft  turtles  echo  back  againe ; 

The  gmntling  swine  follow  the  house-wife's  feete, 

The  tender  lambes  for  their  dam's  teats  doe  bleate ; 

The  milk-fedd  clownes  begird  the  shining  hearth. 

And,  warm'd  with  the  huge  loggs,  begin  their  mirth. 

The  caterer,  nott  with  ease  languishing, 

Butt,  with  his  pavnefull  swett,  the  cates  brings  in ; 

For  greedy  thrushes  with  spredd  netts  bee  waytes ; 

Or  angling  taketh  fishes  with  his  baytes ; 

Or  deere  caught  in  the  toyles  he  bringeth  home. 

The  merry  maydes  supply  the  gardners  roome. 

The  nicer  pages  here  witnout  command 

Delight  in  country-worke  to  have  their  hand« 

And  the  neate  chamberlayne  putts  in  his  too. 

No  farmer  there  doth  empty-handed  goe 

To  visit  you. — One  honny  in  the  combe, 

Another  curds  and  creame  from  his  owne  home 

By  th'  next  wood's  side ;  some  sleepy  dormice  give, 

A  kidd,  or  capons  forced  chaste  to  live ; 

And  with  their  baskets  the  plumpe  girles  are  sent 

Their  mothers'  gifts  and  service  to  present. 

Harvest  being  done,  neighbours  invited,  there 

No  dish  reserved  is  for  next  daye's  fare ; 

All  eate  their  fill ;  nor  does  the  wayter  curse 

The  full-feddf  well-drench'd  guest,  'cause  hee  has  worse  • 

You  your  neate  hungry  suburbe  house  may  prayse. 

From  your  balconies  viewing  naught  butt  bayes ; 

Ton  no  Priapus  neede  there  to  preserve 

Tour  fruite :  your  gardein  would  your  gardner  sterve. 

When  from  the  city  thither  you  retreate, 

You  must  bringe  with  you  (if  you  meane  to  eate) 


BOOK  III.]  EPIQBAMS.  159 

Your  Ballades,  poultry,  fruites,  cheese,  and  your  wine, 
Else  on  your  painted  viands  you  must  dine. 
Is  this  that  thing  your  country-house  you  call  P 
Kg.  Tis  your  cyty-house  without  the  wall. 

Old  MS.  l^h  Cent.* 

LIX.      OK   A   COBBLES  AND  A  BYEB. 

A  paltrv  cobbler,  O  elegant  Bononia,  has  exhibited  to  thee 
a  show  01  gladiators ;  a  dyer  has  done  the  same  to  Mutina. 
Now  where  will  the  innkeeper  exhibit  ?  * 

On  the  Cobbler  and  Fuller  ;  To  the  Vintner, 

Thee,  Bononia,  thy  mender ;  thee,  Mutina,  Scrub 
Gave  a  boon ;  where  shalt  thou  give  one,  grape-sucking  grub  ? 

JElphinaton. 

LX.      TO    PONTICUS. 

Seeing  that  I  am  invited  to  dinner,  and  am  no  longer,  as 
before,  to  be  bought,^  why  is  not  the  same  dinner  given  to  me, 
as  to  you  P  You  partake  of  oysters  fattened  in  the  Lucrine 
lake ;  I  tear  my  lips  in  sucking  at  a  limpet.  Before  you  are 
placed  splendid  mushrooms ;  I  help  myself  to  such  as  are  fit 
only  for  pigs.  Ton  are  provided  with  a  turbot ;  I  with  a 
sparulus.'  The  golden  turtle-dove  fills  your  stomach  with  its 
over-fattened  body ;  a  magpie  which  died  in  its  cage  is  set 
before  me.  Why  do  I  dine  without  you,  Fonticus,  when  I 
dine  with  you  ?  Let  it  be  of  some  profit  to  me  that  the  spor- 
tula  exists  no  longer  ;  let  us  eat  of  the  same  dishes. 

Me,  as  a  friend,  to  supper  you  invite : 

Why  have  we  then  our  supper  different  quite  ? 

Colchester  oysters  you,  ana  mussels  I  ? 

Yours  perigord,  and  mine  a  mutton  pie  P 

I  have  no  rarities,  you  eat  them  up : 

Strange !  I  should  with  you  and  without  you  sup  ( 

Came  I,  to  see  the  king  at  table,  hither  P 

If  we  must  eat,  pray  let  us  eat  together.  Hoff, 

LXl.       TO    Ci>NA. 

Whatever  favour  you  ask,  presuming  Cinna,  you  call 
nothing :  if  you  ask  for  nothing,  Cinna,  I  refuse  you  nothing. 

*  For  other  versions  or  translations  of  this  Epigram  see  Pope,  in 
Guardian,  173,  The  Connoisseur,  33,  and  Ben  Jonaon,  in  his  Penshurst. 

'  An  expression  of  indignation  that  low  characters  should  give  shows 
to  the  populace.    See  £p.  16.  'An  allusion  to  the  abolition  of  the 

sportula ;  Ep.  7.  ^  SparuhUf  some  unknown  kind  of  fish.     Some 

think  it  the  bream.   See  Plin.  H.N.  xxxii.  1 1 ;  Cels.  ii.  18 ;  Ov.  Hal.  lOG. 


160  1CABTIAL*8 

Wbate*er  you  ask,  'tis  nothing,  still  you  cry : 
^       If  nothing,  Cinna,  nothing  I 'S  deny.  WrighU 

T  is  a  mere  nothing  that  you  ask,  you  cry : 

If  you  ask  nothing,  nothing  I  deny.  Say. 

LXII.      TO   QUINTUS.  > 

Because  you  purchase  slaves  at  a  hundred  and  often  two 
hundred  thousand  sesterces  ;  because  you  drink  wines  stored 
in  the  reign  of  Numa ;  because  your  not  over-large  stock 
of  furniture  cost  you  a  million ;  because  a  pound  weight  of 
wrought  silver  costs  you  five  thousand;  because  a  golden 
chariot  becomes  yours  at  the  price  of  a  whole  farm ;  because 
^our  mule  cost  you  more  than  the  value  of  a  house ; — do  you 
imagine  that  such  expenses  are  the  proof  of  a  great  mind, 
Quintus  ?  You  are  mistaken,  Quintus ;  they  are  the  extra- 
vagances of  a  small  mind. 

Upon  rich  liveries  no  expense  you  spare 

Your  Rhenish  older  than  the  first  French  war ; 

Your  little  cabinet  cost  hundreds  three. 

And  full  as  much  your  little  carved  settee ; 

Your  gilded  coach  a  moderate  estate ; 

More  than  a  house  your  pad  is  valued  at. 

Think  you  you  show  a  soul  by  this  expense  ? 

A  little  one  it  is,  and  void  of  sense.  Hay, 

Milo,  forbear  to  call  him  blest 

That  only  boasts  a  large  estate. 
Should  all  the  treasures  of  the  East 

Meet,  and  conspire  to  make  him  mat   *  *  * 
Let  a  broad  stream  with  golden  sands 

Through  all  his  meadows  roll, 
He 's  but  a  wretch,  with  all  his  lands. 

That  wears  a  narrow  soul.  Dr  WatU, 

LXni.      TO   COTILUS. 

Cotilus,  you  are  a  beau;  so  say  many,  Cotilus,  I  hear; 
but  tell  me,  what  is  a  beau  ?  ''A  beau  is  one  who  arranges 
his  curled  locks  gracefully,  who  ever  smells  of  balm,  and 
cinnamon ;  who  hums  the  songs  of  the  Nile,  and  Cadiz  ;  who 
throws  his  sleek  arms  into  various  attitudes ;  who  idles  away 
the  whole  day  among  the  chairs  of  the  ladies,  and  is  ever 
whispering  into  some  one's  ear  ;  who  reads  little  billets-doux 
from  this  quarter  and  that,  and  writes  them  in  return ;  who 
avoids  ruffling  his  dress  by  contact  with  his  neighbour's 


BOOK  in.]  BPiaBAMS.  161 

sleeve ;  who  knows  with  whom  everybody  is  in  love ;  who 
flutters  from  feast  to  feast ;  who  can  recount  exactly  the  pe- 
digree of  Hirpinus."  ^  What  do  you  tell  me  ?  is  this  a  beau, 
Cotilus  ?  Then  a  beau,  Cotilus,  is  a  very  trifling  thing. 


Oh !  Jemmy,  you  're  a  beau !  Not  I 
Say  this,  but  h  is  the  talk  of  all  the 


alone 

town, 
Piythee  be  free,  and  to  th^  friend  impart 
What  is  a  beau.  Ay,  sir,  with  all  my  heart. 
He 's  one  who  nicely  curls  and  combs  his  hair, 
And  visits  Sedgwick  monthly  all  the  year ; 
Sings  bawdy  songs  and  hums  them,  as  along 
Flaunting  he  wa^  through  the  admirinff  mrong ; 
All  the  &y  long  sits  with  the  charming  mir, 
And  whispers  pretty  stories  in  their  ear ; 
Writes  biltets-doux,  shuns  all  men  as  he  goes, 
Lest  their  unhallow'd  touch  should  daub  his  clothes  $ 
He  knows  your  mishap ;  nay,  at  every  feast 
He  'U  tell  tiie  pedigree  of  every  guest. 
Is  this  a  beau  r  Faith,  Jemmy,  I '11  be  plain, 
A  beau 's  a  bawble,  destitute  of  brain.  Tom  Browtu* 

They  tell  me,  Cotilus,  that  you  're  a  beau : 

What  this  is,  Cotilus,  I  wish  to  know. 

''A  beau  is  one  who,  with  the  nicest  care. 

In  parted  locks  divides  his  curling  hair ; 

One  who  with  balm  and  cinnamon  smells  sweet, 

Whose  humming  lips  some  Spanish  air  repeat ; 

Whose  naked  arms  are  smooui'd  with  pumice-stone, 

And  t08s*d  about  with  graces  all  his  own : 

A  beau  is  one  who  takes  his  constant  seat, 

From  mom  to  evening,  where  the  ladies  meet ; 

And  ever,  on  some  sora  hovering  near, 

Whispers  some  nothing  in  some  fair  one's  ear ; 

Who  scribbles  thousand  billets-doux  a  day  ; 

Still  reads  and  scribbles,  reads,  and  sends  away : 

A  beau  is  one  who  shrinks,  if  nearly  press'd 

By  the  coarse  garment  of  a  neighbour  guest ; 

Who  knows  who  flirts  with  whom,  and  still  is  found 

At  each  good  table  in  successive  round : 

A  beau  is  one — ^none  better  knows  than  he 

A  race-horse,  and  his  noble  pedigree  " — 

Indeed  P    Why,  Cotilus,  if  this  be  so, 

What  teasing  trifling  thing  is  call*d  a  beau !  £Uom, 

*  The  name  of  a  hone  (amous  in  the  chariot-races.    Juvenal,  viii.  63. 


162  mabtial'b 

lxit.    to  0a8siakub. 

The  Sirens,  those  seductive  destroyers  of  mariners  with 
their  deceitful  blandishments  and  fatal  caresses,  whom,  once 
listened  to,  nobody  had  before  been  able  to  quit,  the  crafty 
Ulysses  is  said  to  have  escaped.  Nor  do  I  wonder  at  it ;  bat 
I  should  have  wondered,  Cassianus,  had  he  escaped  £ix>iii 
Ganius,  ^  when  reciting  his  verses. 

The  seamen's  merry  ruin,  killing  joy, 
The  syrens,  who  with  melody  destroy. 
That  sly  Ulysses  had  the  power  to  leave. 
When  all  besides,  with  charms,  they  did  deceive, 
I  wonder  not :  but  this  I  should  admire, 
From  Canius'  fett'ring  tongue  could  he  retire. 

Anon.  1695. 

LXT.      TO   DIADTTMEKUS. 

The  perfume,  which  is  exhaled  by  the  apple  bitten  by  a 
young  damsel;  by  the  zephyr  that  passes  over  tae  saffix)n-fields 
of  Corycia ;  by  the  vine,  when  it  flowers  white  with  its  first 
clusters ;  by  grass  just  cropped  by  the  sheep ;  by  the  myrtle ; 
by  the  Arabian  spice-gatherer ;  by  amber  rubbed  with  the 
hand ;  by  the  fire  pale  with  eastern  frankincense ;  by  the 
turf  lightly  sprinkled  with  summer  showers  ;  by  the  cnaplet 
resting  loosely  on  locks  dripping  with  nard:  all  this  Ira- 
grance,  cruel  Diadumenus,  is  combined  in  your  kisses. 
What  would  it  not  be,  were  you  to  grant  them  without 
grudging  ? 

As  a|>ples  smell  bitt  by  a  young  girle*s  tooth, 

Or  winde  past  o*er  a  field  of  saffron  doth ; 

As  flow'ry  \ines  when  their  first  budds  forth  peepe, 

Or  fragrant  grass  new  cropt  by  tender  sheepe ; 

As  myrtle  or  the  Arabian  mowers  scent ; 

Chaft  gums,  or  fumes  which  spices  burnt  present : 

As  furrows  gently  sprinkled  with  heat  showers. 

As  locks  oyled  with  nard  and  crown*d  with  flowers  : 

So  smell  thy  half-lipp'd  kisses,  cruell  fayre ; 

If  freely  giv'n  how  sweeter  much  they  were ! 

Old  MS.  leth  Cent. 

LXVI.      OK  MASK  AMTOlTr  AJTD  POTHtWTJS. 

Antony  was  guilty  of  a  crime  similar  to  that  committed  by 
Pothinus ;  either  sword  cut  oflT  a  sacred  head.    The  one,  thy 

1  See  B.  I.  Ep.  70. 


BOOK  m.]  BFieBAHB.  163 

heady  O  Borne,  when  thou  wast  celebrating  with  joy  laurelled 
tziuniphs;  the  other,  when  thou  wast  oiaplaying  thy  elo- 
quence. Yet  the  case  of  Antony  is  worse  than  that  of 
Jrothinns ;  Fothinus  did  the  deed  for  his  master,  Antonj 
for  himself.^ 

Alike  sreat  Pompey  and  sage  Tully  bled; 

Sever'a  alike  eacn  yenerable  head ; 

Rome  on  that  head  her  laurell'd  triumphs  saw  ; 

Heard  her  free  voice  from  this  enforce  her  law. 

You,  Antony,  Fothinus  have  outdone ; 

His  waa  his  master's  crime ;  but  yours  your  own.      Say, 

LXyn.      TO   SOMB   LAZY   SAILOBS. 

You  are  loitering,  sailors,  and  know  nothing  of  your  busi- 
ness, more  sluggish  than  Yaternus  and  Basina;'  through 
whose  sleepy  waters  while  you  take  your  way,  you  just  dip 
your  idle  oars  to  measured  time.  Already  rhaeton  is  de- 
scending, and  j£thon  '  is  perspiring ;  the  day  has  reached  its 
greatest  heat,  and  noon  unyokes  the  tired  horses  of  the  hus- 
bandman. But  you,  floating  negligently  on  the  unrippled 
waters,  enjoy  your  leisure  in  a  safe  bark.  You  are  not 
sailorSy  I  consider,  but  Argonauts.^ 

Why,  my  lads,  more  sluggish  go, 

Than  Vetrenus  or  the  Po  ? 

Think  ye  thro'  their  still  ye  steer, 

Drawlinff  oars,  to  wait  the  cheer  P 

Phaeton  Degins  to  fire : 

iBthon,  lo !  in  full  perspire. 

Now  the  noontide  hour  proceeds 

To  repose  the  panting  steeda. 

Ye,  serene  upon  the  wave, 

Sun,  and  i^  ind,  and  water  braye. 

No  mere  navigators  now. 

Ye  are  Argonauts,  I  yow.  JElphituUm. 

liZyilT.      TO   THE   MOnEST  MATBOIT. 

Thus  far  this  book  is  written  entirely  for  you,  chaste  ma- 

^  Mark  Antony  put  Cicero  to  death  to  gratify  his  own  revenge ;  Pothinus 
pereuaded  Ptolemy  to  have  Pompey  put  to  death  for  the  benefit  of  Cesar. 

'  Small  riyers  in  Gallia  Togaia,  where  Martial  was  residing. 

'  One  of  the  snn's  horses. 

«  An  untranslatable  pun  on  the  word  Argonauts,  which  Martia.  fan- 
cifoDy  compounds  of  the  Greek  words  dpyi^,  "  slow,"  and  vavrritt  "  a 

u  a 


l&li  mabtial's 


tron  Do  you  ask  for  whom  the  sequel  is  written  P  For  mj- 
self.  The  gymnasium,  the  warm  baths,  the  raoe-conrsc, 
are  here;  joa  must  retire.  We  biy  aside  our  garments; 
spare  yourself  the  sight  of  us  in  that  state.  Here  at  last, 
after  her  wine  and  crowns  of  roses,  Terpsichore  is  intoxicated, 
and,  laying  aside  all  restraint,  knows  not  what  she  says.  She 
names  no  longer  in  doubtful  guise,  but  openly,  that  deity ' 
whom  triumphant  Yenus  welcomes  to  her  temple  in  the  sixth 
month  of  tne  year ;  whom  the  baiUff  stations  as  protector 
in  the  midst  of  his  garden,  and  at  whom  all  modest  maidens 
gaze  with  hand  before  the  fisu%.  If  I  know  you  well,  you 
were  laying  down  the  long  book  from  weariness ;  now  you 
will  read  <Uligently  to  the  end. 

To  thee,  grave  matron,  hitherto  my  book 

I  write.    Towards  whom,  dost  ask,  the  rest  doth  look  ? 

Myself,  the  race,  the  baths ;  retire  thou  then, 

"We  strip,  forbear  to  look  on  naked  men. 

Well-soaked,  Terpsichore  weighs  not  what  she  says ; 

Niceness  *mon{|^  cups  and  roses  down  she  lays ; 

And  though,  without  disguise,  she  plainly  names,    *) 

In  broadest  terms,  what  yearly  Eoman  Barnes  > 

To  Venus  offer,  cares  not  who  her  blames ;  3 

"f  is  that,  I  mean,  our  hinds  in  gardens  place, 

And  maids  peep  at,  with  hands  before  their  face. 

If  now  I  know  thee,  though  my  book  before 

Tired  thee,  thou  It  eager  be  to  read  it  o'er.      Anon,  1695. 

LXIX.      TO   COSGOirnTB. 

Inasmuch  as  you  write  all  your  epigrams  in  chaste  words, 
and  ribaldry  is  nowhere  to  be  found  in  your  verses,  I  admire 
you,  I  praise  you  ;  no  human  being  is  more  pure  than  your- 
self. But  no  page  of  mine  is  without  freedoms  of  language. 
Mine,  then,  let  sportive  youths,  easy  damsels,  and  the  old 
man  who  is  tortured  by  his  mistress,  read.  But  your  respect- 
able and  immaculate  writings,  Oosconius,  must  be  read  only 
by  children  and  virgins.     * 

That  all  thy  epigrams  thou  dost  indite 
In  cleanest  terms,  nor  one  broad  word  dost  write, 
I  praise,  admire ;  how  chaste  alone  thou  art ! 
Such  crimes  my  pages  show  in  every  part ; 

^  Priapus. 


BOOK  m.]  XFIGEAICB.  166 

The  which  the  waggish  youth  and  maids  approve. 
The  older,  too,  who  feel  the. sting  of  Ioto. 
But  yet,  I  must  confess,  thy  holy  verse 
Deserves  much  more  with  children  to  convene. 

Anon,  1695. 

LXX.      TO   BO^TIKUS. 

Yon,  Scasvinus,  who  were  recently  the  husband  of  Aufidia, 
are  now  her  gallant ;  while  he  who  was  your  rival  is  now  her 
husband.  Why  should  you  take  pleasure  in  her,  as  the  wife 
of  your  neighbour,  who,  as  your  own  wife,  gave  you  no  plea- 
sure P  Is  it  that  obstacles  alone  inspire  you  with  ardour  ? 

Aufidia's  now  ^;allant,  who  wast  her  lord ! 
Her  lord  thy  rival,  once  again  abhorr'd ! 
Why  like  another's,  nor  tmne  own  endure  ? 
Canst  feel  no  fervour,  where  thou  art  secure  P 

Elphnuton, 

LXXI.      TO  ir^TOLTTS. 

Your  slave,  Nevolus,  is  suffering  from  a  disgraceful  dis- 
ease ;  yourself,  from  one  analogous  to  it.  I  am  no  sorcerer, 
but  I  know  what  you  are  about. 

LXXII.      TO   SAVrSIA. 

Yis  futui,  nee  vis  mecum,  Saufeia,  lavari : 

Nescio  quod  magnum  suspicor  esse  nefas. 
Aut  tibi  nannos®  dependent  pectore  mamm», 

Aut  suicos  uteri  prodere  nuda  times ; 
Aut  infinite  lacerum  patet  inguen  hiatu, 

Aut  aliquid  cunni  prominet  ore  tui. 
Sed  nihil  est  horum,  credo,  pulcherrima  nuda  es. 

Si  verum  est,  vitium  pejus  habes ;  fatua  es. 

To,  o  Saufella,  vuoi  essere  immembrata,  ne  vuoi  lavarti  meco. 
Non  so,  ma  sospetto  qualche  gran  difetto :  o  che  le  mamme  ti  pen- 
dono  mgose  dal  petto,  o  che  temi  di  lasciar  vedere  i  solchi  del  tuo 
ventre :  o  che  la  lacera  tua  ninfa  si  vede  nella  smisurata  tua  aper- 
tura :  o  qualche  altra  cosa  vien  fuori  dal  fesso  della  tua  natura.  Ma 
nulla  d  (u  tutto  questo,  credo  che  nuda  sei  belHssima.  S'egli  k  yero, 
hai  on  vizio  peggiore :  sei  fatua.  QragUa. 

LXXin.      TO  PHCEBUB. 

Dormis  cum  pueris  mutuniatis, 

Et  non  Stat  tibi,  Fhodbe,  quod  stat  illis. 


166  kabtial's 

Quid  yis  me,  Togo,  Phoebe,  suspicari  P   • 
MoUem  credere  te  virum  yolebom, 
Sed  rumor  negat  esse  te  cinsddum. 

Ta  dormi  con  giovani  membruti,  e  non  ti  sta,  o  Febo,  quel  che 
8ta  a  loro.  Che  vuoi,  dimmi,  o  Febo,  ch'  io  ne  sospetti  ?  voleTO 
erederti  an  cinedo :  ma  quel  che  si  dice  non  h  che  sti  un  cinedo. 

GroffUa. 

LZXIY.      TO   aABOILIAlCITS. 

With  the  psilothrum  ^  you  make  sleek  your  face,  with  the 
dropaz  *  your  bald  head.  Are  you  afraid  of  the  barber.  Gar- 
gilianus  r  How  will  your  nails  fare  ?^ — for  certainly  you  can- 
not pare  them  by  means  of  resin  or  Venetian  clay.'  Cease, 
if  you  have  anv  modes^  left,  to  disgrace  your  miserable  head, 
Ghirgilianus :  leave  such  things  for  the  othef  sex. 

One  lotion  smugs  thy  face,  and  one  thy  crown. 
Dost  dread  the  rasor,  or  dost  hope  renown  ? 
How  treat  thy  talons  ?    Them  corrode  away 
Nor  can  fell  rosin,  nor  Venetian  clay. 
Cease  then,  and  blush  f  expose  thy  barren  scull : 
One  daubs  but  where  one  may  nor  shave  nor  cull. 

LXIV.      TO   LUPEBCrS. 

Stare,  Luperce,  tibi  jam  pridem  mentula  destt: 

Luctans  demens  tu  tamen  arrigere. 
Sed  nihil  erucie  faciunt  bulbique  salaces, 

Improba  nee  prosunt  jam  satureia  tibi. 
CcBpisti  puras  opibus  corrumpere  buccas  : 

Sic  quoque  non  vivit  sollicitata  Yenus. 
Mirari  satis  hoc  quisquam  vel  credere  posait, 

Quod  non  stat,  magno  stare,  Luperce,  tibi  P 

Gia  da  lungo  tempo,  o  Luperco,  il  tuo  membro  cessa  stare,  tutta* 
via  tu  arrabiato  ti  sforzi  arrigere.  Ma  nulla  fanno  le  rughe,  e  ^li 
incitevoli  bolbi,  ne  tampoco  ti  giova  la  oltre  modo  lasciva  satureia, 
Tentasti  corrompere  con  ricchezze  le  innocenti  bocche.  Yenere 
sollecitata  cosl  non  ha  vigore.  Nessuno  c'e  che  ^ossa  cio  bastante- 
mente  ammirare  o  credere,  che  cio  che  non  ti  consta,  tanto,  o 
Luperco,  ti  costi.  Orofflia. 

Scallions  and  lose  rochets  nought  prevail, 
And  heightening  meats  in  operation  fail ; 

^  Names  of  unguents.        *  The  Roman  barbers  used  to  pare  *he  nailt. 
*  Materials  of  which  unguents  for  the  face  and  head  were  made. 


BOOK   m.]  SPIOBAMS.  167 

Thy  wealth  btigins  the  pure  cheeks  to  defile, 
So  venery  provokM  lives  but  a  while : 
Who  can  admire  enough,  the  wonder's  such, 
That  thy  not  standing  stands  thee  in  so  much  ? 

FleUher. 

LXXTI.      TO   BASSTTS. 

You  are  all  on  fire  for  old  women,  Bassus,  and  look  with 
contempt  on  young  ones  ;  and  it  is  not  a  handsome  lady  that 
charms  you,  but  one  just  on  the  brink  of  the  tomb.  Is  not 
this,  I  ask,  madness  P  is  not  your  desire  insane  P  To  love  a 
Hecuba,  and  disdain  an  Andromache ! 

LXIYII.      TO   B^TIOrS. 

Neither  mullet,  Baeticus,  nor  turtle-dove  delights  you;  nor 
is  hare  ever  acceptable  to  you,  or  wild  boar.  Nor  do  sweet- 
meats please  you,  or  slices  of  cake ;  nor  for  you  does  Libya 
or  Phasis  send  its  birds.  You  devour  capers  and  onions 
swimming  in  disgusting  sauce,  and  the  soil  part  of  a  gam- 
mon of  bacon,  whose  freshness  is  disputable ;  and  pilchards 
and  tunny,  whose  flesh  is  turning  white :  you  drink  wines 
which  taste  of  the  resin  seal,  and  abhor  Falemian.  I  sus- 
pect that  there  must  be  some  other  more  secret  vice  in  your 
stomach :  for  why,  Bseticus,  do  you  eat  disgusting  meats  ?  ^ 

Nor  mullet  delights  thee,  nice  Betic,  nor  thrush ; 

The  hare  with  me  scut,  nor  the  boar  with  the  tush; 

No  sweet  cakes  or  tablets :  thy  taste  so  absurd. 

Nor  Libya  need  send  thee,  nor  Phasis,  a  bird. 

But  capers,  and  onions,  besoaking  in  brine, 

And  brawn  of  a  gammon  scarce  doubtful,  are  thine. 

Of  garbage,  or  flitch  of  hoar  tunny,  thou  'rt  vain : 

The  rosin  's  thy  joy,  the  Falemian  thy  bane. 

I  dread  thy  poor  stomach  hints  some  dark  abuse : 

Else  why,  Betic,  relish  alone  the  refuse  P        ElphtMton, 

LXXVill.      TO   PAULIKITS,  OIT  BOABD  SHIP. 

Yon  have  emptied  your  vessel  once,  Paulinus,  while  the  ship 
was  going  at  full  speed.  Do  you  wish  again  to  repeat  the 
act  ?    You  will  be  a  Palinurus,^  if  you  do. 

As  the  keel  flew,  Paulinus  swell'd  the  sea. 

Would  he  once  more  ?  He  'd  Palinurus  be.    Elphmstan. 

>  He  iDsmuates  that  Bieticus  is  guilty  of  that  with  which  he  charges  him 
iaEp.  81. 

'  A  play  upon  the  word,  as  if  compounded  of  vdhv,  **  agam,"  and 
tf^ty,  wrinam  redden. 


168  mabtial's 

lzxix.    017  bebtobivb. 

Bern  peragit  nullam  Sertorius,  inchoat  omnea. 
Hunc  ego,  cum  futuit,  non  puto  perficere. 

Sertorio  intraiirende  ogni  ooaa,  e  nessuna  ne  termina.    lo  credo 
ehe  costui  quanao  immembra  nemmen  compisca.  QragUa, 

TiTXT.      TO  APICIUB. 

Yoa  complain  of  no  one,  Apicius ;  you  slander  no  one ;  and 
yet  rumour  says  you  have  an  evil  tongue. 

Apicius  ne'er  eomplaynes,  does  no  man  wrong ; 

Yet  the  Toyce  goes,  he  has  a  filthy  tongue.        Fletcher, 

LZXXI.      TO  BJBTICUS. 

Quid  cum  femineo  tibi,  BsBtice  GkiUe,  barathro  ? 

Hflsc  debet  medios  lambere  lingua  viros. 
AbBcisaa  est  quare  Samia  tibi  mentula  testa, 

Si  tibi  tam  gratus,  Bstice,  cunnus  erat  ? 
Castrandum  caput  est :  nam  sis  licet  inguine  Gallua, 

Sacra  tamen  Oybeles  decipis :  ore  vir  es. 

Che  a£hri  hai  tu,  o  Betico  Gallo,  col  femineo  baratro  P  Questa 
tua  lingua  d  fatta  per  lambire  a  mezzo  gli  uomini.  A  che  motiyo 
la  mentola  fu  a  te  con  Samia  tegoU  recisa,  se  a  te,  o  Betico,  si 

grate  era  il  c P    II  tuo  capo  merita  esser  castrato :  imperoche, 

quantunque  sii  Gallo  nelle  pudenda,  tuttayia  inganni  i  sacrifici  di 
Cibele :  sei  uomo  nella  bocca.  QragUa. 

LXZXn.      TO   BTTFUS. 

He  who  would  consent  to  be  the  guest  of  Zoilus,  would  not 
hesitate  to  sup  with  the  strumpets  of  the  SummoBuium,^  and 
drink,  without  a  blush,  from  the  broken  pitcher  of  Leda.'  This, 
I  contend,  would  be  both  easier  and  more  decent.  Clothed  in 
an  effeminate  kind  of  robe,  he  lies  upon  a  couch  which  he 
wholly  covers,  and,  propped  up  on  purple  and  silk  cushions, 
thrusts  aside  his  guests  with  his  elbows  on  this  side  and 
that.  At  hand  stands  a  minion,  who  hands  to  his  master, 
ready  to  vomit,  red  feathers  and  toothpicks  of  lentisc 
wood;  while,  if  he  is  oppressed  by  the  heat,  a  concubine, 
reclining  by  his  side,  wafts  upon  him  a  pleasant'  coolness  with 
a  green  fan ;  and  a  young  slave  scares  away  the  flies  with 

^  A  part  of  the  city  near  the  walls,  as  its  name  signifies. 

'  A  courtesan.   See  B.  i.  Ep.  93 ;  B.  iv.  Bp.  4. 

'  The  feathers  of  the  phoBuicoptenis,  used  to  provoke  vomiting. 


^OOK   m.]  ZFIGBAUS.  169 

a  rod  of  mjrtle.  A  softener,^  with  nimble  art,  strokes  his 
whole  body,  and  passes  her  skilled  hand  over  all  his  limbs. 
The  signal  of  snapping  his  fingers  is  watched  bj  an 
eunnch,  who  presents  him  with  the  vessel  which  his  copious 
draughts  render  indispensable.  Meanwhile  Zoilus  himself, 
leaning  backwards  to  the  crowd  at  his  feet,  among  the  pup- 
pies who  are  licking  up  the  giblets  of  geese,  divides  among 
nis  athletes  the  neck  of  a  wild-boar,  or  bestows  upon  his  fa- 
vourite the  thigh  of  a  turtle-dove ;  and  while  to  us  is  offered 
wine  from  Ligurian  rocks,  or  such  as  has  been  ripened  in  the 
smoke  of  Marseilles,  he  hands  to  his  creatures  Opimian  nectar 
in  crystalline  and  myrrhine  vases ;  and,  while  he  himself  is 
drenched  with  essences  from  the  stores  of  Cosmus,  he  is 
not  ashamed  to  divide  amongst  us  in  a  little  gilt  shell,  un- 
guents such  as  only  the  lowest  women  use.  EinaUj,  over- 
come by  manj  draughts  from  his  large  cups,  he  falls  snoring 
asleep.  We  sit  at  the  table,  and,  ordered  to  keep  silence 
while  he  is  grunting,  drink  each  other's  healths  by  signs.  Such 
is  the  insolence  which  we  have  to  endure  from  this  presum- 
ing Malchion ;  nor  do  we  ask  to  be  avenged,  Eufus.  He  has 
an  evil  tongue.^ 

Whoe'er  with  a  Zoilus'  treat  can  put  up, 
As  well  at  a  prostitute's  table  may  sup ; 
And  e'en,  while  yet  sober,  were  far  better  off 
From  Leda's  lame  porringer  humbly  to  quaff. 

Behold  him  betrick*d  on  the  couch  he  has  seized. 
On  either  side  elb'wing  that  he  may  be  eased  i 
Supported  on  purple^  and  pillows  of  silk ; 
The  catamite  standing,  that  nothing  may  bilk. 

To  Zoilus  squeamish  his  minister  lends 
The  ruddy  provokers,  and  lentisk  extends : 
And  now  in  a  swim  while  he 's  stewing,  poor  man! 
A  lolloping  concubine  flaps  the  green  fan. 

As  thus  she  restores  him  to  regions  of  liffht, 
A  minion  with  myrtle  puts  insects  to  flight. 
Meantime  the  bold  stroker  his  person  must  skim, 
And  ply  her  arch  palm  o'er  his  each  lazy  limb. 

1  Tractatrix.  The  Romans  carried  their  luxury  and  effeminacy  at  this 
time  to  such  an  extent  aa  to  have  their  limbs  rubbed  by  the  hands  of 
young  slaves  as  they  reclined  at  table.  To  this  practice  the  expression  in 
the  text  refers,  which  we  hare  ventured  to  render  "  a  softener." 

>  FelUt. 


170  mabtial'b 

The  fincen,  now  snapp'd,  give  the  eunuch  the  sign. 
My  lora  has  a  mind  to  alembic  his  wine. 
The  latter  unwearied  pereiBting  the  filler, 
The  dextrous  emasculate  guides  the  distiller. 

The  treater  converts,  the  repast  to  complete, 
His  thoughts  and  his  eyes  on  the  crew  at  his  feet ; 
He  duly  reflects  what  to  servants  he  owes, 
And  BO  to  the  dogs  the  goose-giblets  he  throws. 

The  kernels,  and  other  nice  bits  of  the  boar, 
He  portions  to  those  who  have  toil'd  on  his  floor : 
And,  sleek  to  plump  up  his  most  favourite  widgeon, 
He  deals  the  plump  thighs  of  his  best  potted  pigeon. 

To  us  while  the  rocks  of  liguria  present, 

Or  fumes  of  Massilia,  their  must  and  their  tent ; 

The  nectar  Opimian  he  gives  to  refine, 

In  crystals  and  myrrhines,  for  zanies  the  wine ! 

Himself  made  essential  from  Cosmus'  first  flasks, 
His  guests  to  accept  a  few  droplings  he  asks, 
From  out  his  gold  shell  scarce  sufficing  to  shed 
The  unguent  upon  an  adulteress'  head. 

O'erpower'd  with  deep  goblets,  sweet  Zoil  besnores : 
And,  though  we  recline,  none  ^e  musick  deplores. 
We  smile,  or  we  sweat,  or  we  swill,  now  by  nods ; 
Nor  can  we  revenge — such  a  feast  of  the  gods ! 

Mpkuuton, 

LXXXIII.     TO  coBsrs. 

You  bid  me  write  shorter  epigrams,  Cordus.  Act  me  now 
the  part  of  Ohione.    I  could  not  say  anything  shorter.^ 

LXIIIT.      TO   TOKGILIOW. 

What  says  your  trollop,  Tongilion  ?  I  do  not  mean  yonp 
trull  P— "  What  then  ?  "—Tour  tongue. 

What  does  thy  strumpet  say,  Tongilion  ? 

I  do  not  mean  thy  wench.  **  What  then  ?  " — Thy  tongue. 

LZXXY.      TO  A  JEALOUS   HUSBAND. 

Who  persuaded  you  to  cut  off  the  nose  of  your  wife's 
gallant  ?  Wretched  husband,  that  was  not  the  part  which 
outraged  you.    Fool,  what  have  you  done  P    Your  wife  has 

^  I  express  myself  as  briefly  as  possible,  by  comparing  you  to  CShiooe 
See  Eps.  87  and  97. 


BOOK  m.]  XFieitAMS.  171 

lost  nothing  by  the  operation,  since  that  which  pleased  her 
in  your  friend  Deiphobus  is  still  safe. 

Offended  lord,  what  could  thee  discompose, 

So  cnielly  to  lop  th'  offender's  nose  ? 

That  suffering  limb,  as  thine,  was  innocent: 

Nor  feels  the  paramour  the  punishment. . 

Ne'er  canst  thou  hope  t*  extinguish  either  fire, 

While  the  incendiazy  remains  entire. ,       ElphiiuUm. 

LXXXTI.      TO   THE   CHASTE  HATBOIf. 

I  forewarned  and  admonished  you,  chaste  matron,  not  to 
read  this  part  of  my  sportive  book :  and  yet,  you  see,  you 
continue  to  read.  But  if,  chaste  as  you  are,  you  go  to  see 
the  acting  of  Panniculus  and  Latinus,  read  on ;  these  verses 
are  not  more  shameless  than  the  pantomimes. 

I  wamM  you,  madam,  not  to  read : 

But  I  foretold,  and  you  proceed. 

If  you  indulge  to  see  some  plays, 

Tou  safely  may  peruse  my  lays.      JSljphinston. 

LXJLLVll.      TO   OHIONB. 

Bumonr  says,  Chione,  that  you  have  never  had  to  do  with 
man,  and  that  nothing  can  be  purer  than  yourself.  And 
yet  when  you  bathe,  you  veil  not  that  part  which  you  should 
veil.     If  you  have  any  modesty,  veil  your  face. 

LXXXVIII.      OK  TWO  BBOTHEBS. 

Sunt  eemini  fratres,  diversa  sed  iugiiina  lingunt. 
Dicite,  dissimiles  sint  magis,  an  similes  ? 

Vi  sono  due  fratelli  somigliantissimi,  ma  lambiscono  contrarie 
padenda.    Dite  se  sieno  piu  dissimili,  o  simili  ?  OragUa, 

LXZXIX.    TO   BH(EBUS. 

Use  lettuces,  Phoebus,  use  aperient  mallows ;  for  you  have 
a  fiice  like  one  suffering  from  constipation. 

Use  lettuce  limp,  emollient  mallows  gain : 
Thy  sturdy  stare  bespeaks  a  stubborn  strain. 

Blphtruton. 

ZO.      OK   OALIiA. 

G^a  win,  and  will  not,  comply  with  my  wishes  ;  and  I 
cannot  tell,  with  her  willing  and  not  willing,  what  she  wills. 


172  icabtial's 

My  Galla  wiU  and  will  not  bnis  i 

My  fancy  never  could, 
By  willing  and  not  willing  tiboB, 

Suppose  what  Qalla  would.         Fletcher, 

XCI.      OK  A  TETEBAK   BOLDIXB.^ 

When  a  dismissed  veteran,  a  native  of  Eavenna,  was  return- 
ing home,  he  joined  on  the  way  a  troop  of  the  emasculated 
priests  of  Gy  Dele.  There  was  in  close  attendance  npon  him 
a  runaway  slave  named  Achillas,  a  youth  remarkable  for 
his  handsome  looks  and  saucy  manner.  This  was  noticed  by 
the  effete  troop ;  and  they  inquired  what  part  of  the  couch  he 
occupied.  The  youth  unaerstood  their  secret  intentions,  and 
gave  them  false  information;  they  believed  him.  After 
drinking  sufficiently,  each  retired  to  his  couch ;  when  fbrth- 
with  the  malicious  crew  seized  their  knives,  and  mutilated 
the  old  man,  as  he  lay  on  one  side  of  the  couch ;  while  the 
youth  was  safe  in  the  protection  of  the  inner  recess.  It  is 
said  that  a  stae  was  once  substituted  for  a  virgin ;  but  in 
this  case  something  of  a  different  nature  was  substituted  for 
a  stag.* 

When  old  Misitius  sought  his  native  land, 

Chance  bid  him  join  a  sly  CybeUan  band. 

Achillas,  from  his  lord  a  slipp'ry  stray. 

Adhered  the  partner  of  Misitius'  way. 

Him  eye  the  naif-men ;  and  their  art  employ. 

To  learn  the  lair  that  hopes  the  beauteous  boy* 

Suspecting  well  their  aim  to  catch  such  elves, 

Ana  render  them  enervate  as  themselves. 

Their  industry  industrious  to  deride. 

The  pricket  points  the  bed ;  but  not  the  side. 

They  quaff  their  wine,  and  now  tiie  slumbers  please. 

The  slumbers  o'er,  the  noxious  steel  they  seize. 

Misitius  the^  unman,  who  next  them  lay ; 

Safe  on  the  mner  beam,  and  snug,  the  stray. 

Once,  for  a  virgin,  bled  a  wond^rous  hind : 
•  Now,  for  a  deer,  a  dotard  was  consigned.        Elphwuton, 

XCII.     TO   GALLUS. 

My  wife,  Gallus,  asks  me  to  allow,  her  one  sweetheart, — 
only  one.    Shall  I  not,  Gallus,  put  out  his  two  eyes  ?  • 

*  In  most  copies,  the  first  line  of  this  epigram  is,  dm  peteret  patrim 
Miaitiua  arva  Ravenna.    Schneidewin  reads  missicius, 

'  Pro  eervo.  Fugitive  slaves  are  said  to  have  been  jestingly  called 
eervi,  "  stags  "  or  "  deer."        «  Ludit  in  verbo  ;  per  ocuioa  vult  teitet. 


BOOK   in.]  SPI6BAMB.  173 

Allow  me  one  ffallant,  my  consort  cries. 

I  shall  not,  GaUus,  pluck  out  both  his  eyes.    Elphintian. 

XCm.      TO  TBTUSTTLLA. 

Though  you  have  seen  three  hundred  consuls,  Yetustilla, 
and  have  but  three  hairs,  and  four  teeth,  with  the  chest  of  a 
grasshopper,  and  the  legs  of  an  ant ;  though  your  forehead 
shows  more  folds  than  a  matron's  dress,  and  your  bosom 
resembles  a  spider's  web ;  though  in  comparison  with  your 
▼ast  jaws  the  mouth  of  crocodile  of  the  Nile  is  small ;  though 
the  &ogs  at  Savenna  chatter  more  melodiously  than  you, 
and  the  gnat  of  Atria  sings  more  sweetly ;   though  your 
eyesight  is  no  better  than  the  owl's  in  the  mommg,  and 
your  body  exhales  the  odour  of  the  husband  of  the  she-goat ; 
though  your  loins  are  those  of  a  lean  duck,  and  your  legs 
shrunk  like  those  of  a  withered  old  Cynic ;  though  the  bath- 
keeper  does  not  admit  you  into  the  bath  till  he  has  ex- 
tinguished his  light,  and  then  only  among  the  prostitutes 
that  lodge  in  the  tombs ;  though  it  is  winter  with  you  even 
in  the  month  of  August,  and  not  even  a  pestilent  fever  can 
unfreeze  you,  you  neyertheless  dare  to  think  of  marriage 
after  two  hundred  years  of  widowhood,  and  insanely  expect 
somebody  to  fall  in  love  with  relics  like  yours.    Who,  I 
ask,  even  if  he  were  willing  to  till  a  rock,  would  call  you 
wife? — you  whom  Fhilomelus  but  recently  called  grand- 
mother.   But  if  you  will  have  your  corpse  meddled  with, 
let  Coris  the  grave-digger  prepare  you  a  couch,  such  as 
alone  befits  your  nuptial  rites,  and  let  the  kindler  of  the 
funeral  pile  bear  the  marria£;e  torches  for  the  new  bride. 
Such  a  torch  is  the  only  one  that  Hymen  can  offer  you. 

Alert  Antiquilla,  on  thee 

Kind  consuls  three  hundred  have  smiled : 
What  beauties  remain,  let  us  see, 

Of  one  but  so  lately  a  child. 

Three  hairs,  and  four  teeth,  are  the  dwindle 

FeU  Chronus  allows  thy  command : 
Thy  grasshopper-breast  on  a  spindle 

As  fine  as  an  antling's  can  stand. 

Thy  forehead  more  furrows  has  made, 

Than  any  high  dame  in  her  stole: 
Thy  panters,  unpropt,  are  decay'd  ' 

To  nets  of  Arachne's  controL 


174  lCABTIAI.'e 

Think  not  that  I  search  for  thy  flans ; 

Too  mean  a  pursuit  to  be  mine ! 
But  narrow  the  crocodile'^  laws, 

Compared,  Antiquilla,  with  thine. 

Rayenna's  brisk  froglines  becroke 

Less  hoarse,  my  grun  crony,  than  thoof 

And  Adria's  high  hornets  invoke 
A  hum  thou  canst  hardly  avow. 

Thine  eyes  are  as  clear  as  thy  notes : 

Thou  seest  as  the  owl  in  the  mom. 
Thou  smell'st  like  the  lord  of  the  goats : 

Compare  of  each  kind  is  thy  scorn. 

But  now,  to  descend  to  the  stump : 

What  gives  an  old  cynic  to  rage, 
£maciate  duck,  is  thy  rump ; 

And  bony  the  war  he  must  wage. 

The  bather  wiU  blow  out  his  lamp, 

To  thee  ere  he  open  his  doors ; 
Then,  careless  of  age,  or  of  stamp, 

Admit  all  the  bustuary  whores. 

Bland  August  thy  winter  we  know : 

Insatiate  must  still  be  thy  maw  P 
Ah !  how  can  poor  Hymen  e'er  glow, 

Where  pestilence'  self  cannot  tbawP 

Thou  only  two  hundred  hast  slain, 
And  would'st  the  third  century  wed : 

Would'st  have  a  man,  maddinff  m  vain, 
Attend  thy  cold  ashes  to  bed  ? 

Tet,  wish'd  he  to  harrow  a  stone, 
Who  'd  honour  such  mate  as  a  wife  P 

Whom  caird  Philomelus  a  crone, 
Who  'd  e'er  call  the  love  of  his  life  P 

But,  scraped  if  thy  carcase  must  be, 

Coricles  the  clinic  shall  strow 
The  couch :  he  alone  can  agree 

With  thy  hymenean  to  go. 

The  burner  the  torches  shall  bear, 

Before  the  desirable  bride : 
A  torch  can  alone  enter  there ; 

Where  Pluto  himself  wiU  preside.      E^thinsitm. 

ICIT.     TO  EimTB. 
Ton  aaj  the  hare  is  not  Buffidentlj  cooked,  and  call  for  a 


BOOK   m.]  EPIGRAMS.  175 

whip.     You  would  rather  cut  up  jour  cook,  Bufus,  than 
your  hare. 

The  hare  not  done !  you  storm ;  and  fly  to  flog : 

Bather  than  cut  the  hare,  you  'U  cut  the  dog.   Elphintton, 

ICY.      TO   KJBYOLITS. 

You  never  say,  "Good  day !"  first,  N»volu8 :  hut  content 
yourself  with  returning  the  salute,  though  even  the  crow  is 
oftea  in  the  habit  of  saying  it  first.  Why  do  you  expect  this 
from  me,  NsbvoIus  P  I  pray  you,  tell  me.  Por  I  consider, 
NsDVolus,  you  are  neither  better  than  I  am,  nor  have  pre- 
cedence of  me  in  the  eyes  of  the  world.  Both  Caesars  have 
bestowed  upon  me  praise  and  rewards,  and  have  given  me  the 
rights  of  a  father  ot  three  children.  I  am  rei^  by  many ; 
and  fame  has  given  me  a  name  known  throughout  the  cities 
of  the  earth,  without  waiting  for  my  death.  There  is  some- 
thing, too,  in  this,  that  Borne  has  seen  me  a  tribune,  and  that 
I  sit  in  those  seats  whence  Oceanus  ^  excludes  you.  I  sus- 
pect that  your  servants  are  not  even  as  numerous  as  the 
Koman  citizens  that  CsBsar  has  made  at  my  request.  But 
you  are  a  debauchee,  Nsevolus,  and  play  your  part  excel- 
lently in  that  capacity.  Yes,  now  you  take  precedence  of 
me,  rfsDvolus  ;  you  have  decidedly  the  advantage.  Good  day 
to  you. 

Nsvolus  ne'er  salutes  first,  but  replies. 

Which  the  taught  crow  himself  seldom  denies. 

Why  dost  expect  this  from  me,  NsbvoIus  P 

Since  thou  art  not  more  great  nor  good  than  us  ? 

Both  Gssars  have  rewarded  my  due  praise, 

And  me  to  tV  privilege  of  three  sons  did  raise. 

I  'm  read  by  every  mouth,  known  through  the  town, 

And  before  death  receive  my  quick  renown. 

And  this  is  worth  your  note,  I  'm  tribune  too, 

And  sit  where  that  Oceanus  caps  you ; 

How  many  by  great  Caesar's  grant  are  made 

Free  denizens  because  by  me  'twas  pray'd  P 

The  number  far  exceeds  thy  family : 

But  thou  shock'st  nature,  Neevolus,  feed'st  high : 

Now,  now  thou  over-com'st  me  sheere ;  thus,  thus, 

Thou  art  my  better.  Salve,  Neevolus.  Fletcher^ 

*  The  officer  who  had  the  charge  of  the  seats  appropriated  to  the 
knif^  m  the  theatre,  and  who  saw  that  no  improper  penons  occupied 
them.    He  is  mentioned  B.  vL  £p.  9«  and  elsewhere. 


176  MABTTAL*B 

XOYI.      TO    GJlBGILIUS. 

Lingis,  non  futuis  meam  puellam ; 
Et  garris  quasi  moechus,  et  fututor. 
Si  te  prendero,  Ghargili,  tacebis. 

Tu  ling^  non  immembri  la  mia  ragazza :  e  ti  milanti  qnal  drudo^ 
e  qual'  immembratore.     Se  t'acchiappo,  o  Gargilio,  tacerai. 

OragUa. 

lOYII.      TO   EUFTTS. 

I  adviBe  you,  Bufus,  not  to  let  Cbione  read  tbis  little  book 
of  mine.  Sue  is  burt  bj  my  yerses :  and  sbe  may  burt  me  in 
return. 

Let  not  Snow,  my  dear  friend,  chill  this  bundle  of  spirt 

If  she  thaw  by  my  fire,  in  her  turn  she  may  hurt   Eiphinstotu 

XCyni.     TO    SiLBELLTTB. 

Sit  tibi  cuius  quam  macer  requiris  f 
Fffidicare  potes,  Sabelle,  culo. 

Vuoi  tu  sapere  quanto  1  tuo  orripigio  sia  magro  P  tu  puoi,  o  Sa- 
beUo^  sodomizar  con  quelle.  QragUa. 

ZOIX.      TO   THE   COBBLES. 

You  ought  not,  cobbler,  to  be  angry  with  my  book ;  your 
trade,  and  not  your  life,  is  satirized  in  my  writings.  Allow 
me  innocent  pleasantries.  Why  should  i  not  haye  the  right 
of  amusing  myself,  if  you  haye  had  that  of  getting  throats 
cut?» 

Why  art  offended,  Cerdo,  with  my  book  ? 

Thy  life,  and  not  thy  person,  's  by  me  strook. 

Then  suffer  harmless  wit ;  why  is 't  not  due 

For  me  to  sport,  when  stabbing  's  free  to  you  ? 

Fletcher. 

C.      TO   BUFUS. 

It  was  twelye  o'clock,  Bufus,  when  I  sent  the  messenger 
to  you,  and,  I  suppose,  he  must  haye  been  wet  through  when 
he  nanded  you  my  yerses.  Por  it  happened  that  the  sky  was 
pouring  down  floods  of  rain.  This  was  exactly  the  weather 
m  which  it  was  proper  for  the  book  to  be  sent.^ 

1  See  Eps.  16  and  59. 

*  As  it  deseryed  to  be  corrected  with  water  and  a  sponse ;  see  B.  i? 
Kp.  10. 


BOOK    IT.]  EPIGRAMS.  ]77 

I  hied  thee,  my  Rufus,  a  runner  at  six, 

Who,  soak'd  to  the  skin,  would  my  glories  present ; 

While  heaVn  deign'd  her  torrents  most  copious  to  mix : 
No  other  so  proper  way  could  they  he  sent.        E^htrnton. 


BOOK  IV. 


I.     OV  THE   EMPESOS  DOMITIAJf's   BIBTH-SAY. 

O  AT78FICIOUS  birth-daj  of  C»sar,  ^  more  sacred  than  that 
on  which  the  conscious  Ida  witnessed  the  birth  of  Dio- 
t»an  Jupiter,  come,  I  pray,  and  prolong  thy  duration  beyond 
the  age  of  P^lian  Nestor,  and  shine  ever  with  thy  present 
aspect  or  with  increased  brilliancy.  Let  CaDsar,  decked 
with  abundance  of  gold,  sacrifice  to  Minerva  on  the  Alban 
mount,  and  let  many  an  oak-garland  pass  through  his  im- 
perial hands.  Let  him  welcome  the  approaching  secular 
games  with  magnificent  sacrifices,  and  celebrate  the  solem- 
nities due  to  Eomulean  Tarentus.^  We  ask  indeed  great 
things,  O  ye  gods,  but  such  as  are  due  to  earth ;  since  for  so 
great  a  god  as  OsBsar  what  prayers  can  be  extravagant  P 

CsBsar's  bright  birth-day  's  to  be  honoured  more 
Than  Jove's,  on  Ida's  top  by  Khea  bore. 
May  Rome  this  day's  return  more  often  see, 
Than,  aged  Nestor,  thine  was  seen  by  thee. 
And,  than  the  present,  still  more  glorious  be. 
May  he  on  earth  (his  head  adom'd  with  gold) 
Keep  Pallas'  feast ;  as  president  behold 
The  poef  s  and  the  rhetor's  strife,  and  crown 
With  's  mighty  hand  the  highest  in  renown. 
May  he  the  secular  games,  none  twice  e'er  saw* 
Benold ;  be  privileffed  beyond  nature's  law. 

Great  things  I  au,  but  which  from  heaven  are  due; 
For  such  a  prince  too  much  we  cannot  sue.    Anoti,  1695. 

*  Domilian  was  bom  on  the  24th  of  October. 

'  Taientus  was  a  place  near  the  Campus  Martius,  where  an  altar  of 
Pluto  sod  Proserpine  was  buried  in  the  ground,  and  was  disinterred  only 
at  t^  time  of  the  Secular  Games. 


178  mabtial'b 

ii.  on  h0batiu8. 

HQratius,  a  little  while  ago,  was  the  only  one,  among  all 
the  spectators  of  the  games,  who  appeared  in  black  clothes, 
when  the  plebeians,  the  knights,  and  the  senate,  with  their  sa* 
cred  chief;  were  sitting  in  white  array.  Suddenly  snow  fell 
in  great  abundance;  and  Horatius  became  a  spectator  in 
white.^ 

Horace,  mid  the  jovial  crew, 

Saw  the  show  in  sable  hue. 

Third,  and  next,  and  first  estate. 

With  the  chief  all  candid  sate. 

Sudden  burst  the  flaky  snow : 

Horace  saw,  in  white,  the  show.       JE^hifuUm. 

III.  ON  THE  SKOW  WHICH  FELL  OK  DOMITIAW  AT  THE 

GAMES. 

See  how  thick  a  fleece  of  silent  congealed  water  flows  down 
upon  the  face  and  robes  of  CsBsar.  StUl  he  pardons  Jupiter 
for  sending  it,  and,  with  head  unmoved,  smiles  at  the  waters 
condensed  by  the  sluggish  cold,  being  accustomed  to  brave 
the  constellation  of  the  Northern  Bootes,  and  to  disregard 
the  G-reat  Bear  drenching  his  locks.  ^  Who  can  be  sporting 
with  the  dried  waters  and  gambolling  in  the  sky  ?  I  suspect 
this  snow  came  from  Ciesar's  little  son.' 

See  the  fleece  of  silent  wave 

Play  on  Ciesar*s  face  and  vest ! 
See  him  smile,  as  bland  as  brave. 

At  the  slow-congealing  jest. 

Once  he  could  Bootes  tire, 

Helice  might  soak  hts  hair. 
Who  thus  diy  upon  the  fire  ? 

It  must  be  the  ravish'd  heir.        Elphinston. 

IT.     TO   BASSA. 

Of  the  odour  of  a  lake  whence  the  water  has  retired ;  ot 
the  miasmata  which  rise  from  the  sulphureous  waters  of  Al- 

1  It  was  usual  originally  for  all  the  spectators  to  appear  in  white  at  the 
games  (see  B.  xiv.  Ep.  lo7),  but  this  custom  had  begun  to  be  neglected 
in  the  time  of  Domitian.  Some  of  the  commentators  suppose  Martial  to 
intimate  that  the  gods  sent  the  snow  to  chow  their  displeasure  at  the  black 
dress  of  Horatius. 

'  An  allusion  to  Domitian's  expedition  into  Germany. 

*  Domitian's  son  by  his  wife  Domitia»  who  died  when  he  was  very 
young. 


BOOK  TY.]  EPiaiUHB.  179 

hula ;  of  the  putrid  stench  of  a  marine  fish-pond ;  of  a  lazy 
goat  in  amorous  dalliance ;  of  the  old  shoes  of  a  tired  ve- 
teran ;  of  a  fleece  twice  drenched  in  Tyrian  dye ;  *  of  the 
fasting  breath  of  the  Jews ;  of  that  of  wretches  under  ac- 
cusation ;  of  the  expiring  lamp  of  the  filthy  Leda ;  of  oint- 
ment made  of  the  aregs  of  Sabine  oil ;  of  a  fox  in  flight,  or 
of  the  nest  of  the  viper,— of  all  these  things,  Bassa,  I  would 
rather  smell  than  smell  like  you. 

Of  a  drying  ditch,  the  pool ; 

Crudest  cloud,  when  nun'rals  cool ; 

Of  a  stagnant  pond^  the  gale ; 

Of  a  goat,  when  spirits  fail ; 

Weary  veteran's  frowsy  vest  5 

Fleece  in  purple  twice  bedress'd ; 

Flavor  of  the  fasting  Jew ; 

Panting  of  the  culprit  crew ; 

Lewdest  Leda's  dying  lamp ; 

Unguent  of  the  Sabine  vamp ; 

Fox's  flight,  and  viper's  cell; — 

Bassa,  thou  might'st  better  smell.     Elphin$ton. 

y.      TO  TABUlSVB. 

What  do  you,  Fabianus,  an  honest  and  poor  man,  sincere 
in  speech  and  in  heart,  expect  from  visiting  the  City  ?  You 
can  neither  be  a  pander  nor  a  parasite,  nor,  with  your 
monotonous  voice,  a  crier,  to  caJl  up  persons  trembling 
under  accusation :  nor  can  you  corrupt  the  wife  of  your  dear 
friend,  nor  feel  any  desire  after  frozen  old  women,  nor  sell 
empty  smoke  about  the  palace ;  *  nor  award  praise  to  Canus, 
or  to  Glaphyrus.'  How  then,  unhappy  man,  will  you 
live  ?  "  I  am  a  trustworthy  person,  a  faitnful  friend."  ThtLt 
is  nothing  at  all :  it  would  never  make  you  a  Philomelus. 

Honest  and  poor,  faithful  in  word  and  thought. 
What  hath  tnee,  Fabian,  to  the  city  brought  P 
Thou  neither  the  buffoon  nor  bawd  canst  play ; 
Nor  with  false  whispers  th'  innocent  betray ; 
Nor  corrupt  wives ;  nor  from  rich  beldams  get 
A  living  by  thy  industry  and  sweat ; 

1  That  there  was  an  unpleasant  smell  from  the  Tyrian  dye  appears 
from  B.  L  Ep.  50,  Olidaque  vestea  muriee. 

*  Pretend  to  sell  favours  of  the  emperor. 

*  Names  of  mnsictans.  Philomelus  was  also  a  musician,  and  es« 
tremely  rich :  B.  iii.  Ep.  31. 

V  2 


180  MAKTIAL'S 

Nor  with  Tftin  promiaes  and  projects  cheat  i 

Nor  bribe  nor  natter  any  of  the  great 

But  you  're  a  man  of  learning,  prudent,  just  i 

A  man  of  courage,  firm,  and  fit  for  trust. 

Why,  you  may  stay,  and  live  unenvied  here ; 

But  (faith)  go  back,  and  keep  you  where  you  were. 

TI.      TO  MALISTANUS. 

You  wish  to  be  thought,  MaHsianus,  as  chaste  as  a  mo- 
dest virgin,  and  as  innocent  as  a  child,  although  you  are 
more  abandoned  than  he  who  recites  in  the  house  of  Stella^ 
poems  composed  in  the  metre  of  Tibullus. 

Malisian,  haste,  and  tell  me  how 

You  can  unbend  the  modest  brow 

Of  chastest  maid,  or  sweetest  child 

That  ever  blandly  blush'd  or  smiled  ? 

When  all  the  while  you  conscious  are 

Of  sentiments  corrupter  far 

Than  he,  who  wakes  a  Stella 's  ire 

By  waking  a  Tibullus'  lyre.  JE^himUm, 

Til.      TO   HYLLUS. 

Why  do  you  refuse,  youthful  Hyllus,  to-day,  whac  you 
freely  gave  yesterday  ?  Why  are  you  so  suddenly  become 
cruel,  who  but  now  were  so  kind  ?  You  now  excuse  yourself 
on  account  of  your  beard,  and  yoiur  age,  and  your  hairy  limbs. 
O  night,  how  long  hast  thou  been,  that  hast  made  a  youth 
into  an  old  man !  Why  do  you  mock  me,  Hyllus  P  You  were 
yesterday  a  boy ;  tell  me,  how  are  you  to-day  a  man  P ' 

Why,  how  now,  Hyllus,  child, 

To  yield  make  such  a  sputter ! 
Who  wast  before  so  mild. 

Nor  ventur'dst  once  to  mutter  P 

Thy  beard,  thy  bristles,  years. 

Thou  scrupiest  not  attesting : 
How  long  one  night  appears. 

That  shoots  a  sage  dlandestine ! 

But  yesterday  a  boy. 

Why  brave  us  with  thy  treason  P 
To-day  thy  pow'rs  employ, 

To  prove  the  man  of  reason.  JElphmdon, 

1  Stella  the  poet,  mentioned  B.  i.  Ep.  8,  and  elsewhere.    TibuQns  is 
ttid  to  have  written  some  Priapeia  in  iambic  metre. 


I 


BOOK  IT.]  XPIGIUHB.  181 

Till.      TO  SrPHEMVS. 

The  first  and  second  hours  of  the  day  '  exhaust  the  clients 
who  pay  their  respects  to  their  patrons ;  the  third  exercises 
the  lungs  of  the  noisy  pleaders ;  until  the  fifth  Some  employs 
herself  in  yarious  occupations ;  the  sixth  hrings  rest  to  the 
fiitdjraed ;  the  seventh  doses  the  day's  labours.  The  eighth 
suffices  for  the  games  of  the  oily  palsBstra ;  the  ninth  bids  us 
ress  the  piled-up  couches  at  table.  The  tenth  is  the  hour 
or  my  effusions,  Euphemus,  when  your  skill  is  preparing 
ambrosial  delicacies,  and  our  excellent  CsBsar  relaxes  his  cares 
with  celestial  nectar,  and  holds  the  little  cups  in  his  powerful 
hand.  At  that  time  giye  my  pleasantries  access  to  him ; 
my  muse  with  her  free  step  fears  to  approach  Jupiter  in 
the  morning. 

The  two  first  hours  o'  th'  great  consumed  fire ; 

The  third  in  lawyers'  pleadings  at  the  bar ; 

The  trades  of  Rome  the  fourm  and  fifth  employ, 

The  sixth  some  rest,  the  seventh  all  rest  enjoy : 

From  eight  to  nine  in  exercise  is  spent, 

The  ninm  on  feasting  all  men  are  mtent : 

The  tenth  hour  's  proper  for  my  book  and  me. 

And,  £uphem,  thou  who  dost  the  board  o'ersee. 

And  order  our  great  lord's  ambrosial  fare, 

When  nectar  has  dissolved  his  public  care, 

His  mighty  hand  the  sober  cup  does  hold. 

To  introduce  my  mirth,  thou  ma/st  be  bold. 

My  muse  forbears  licentiously  to  rove 

I'  th'  mom,  when  serious,  to  importune  Jove.  Anon,  1 695. 

IX.      TO   FABULLA. 

Vabulla,  daughter  of  surgeon  Sota,  you  desert  your  hus- 
band to  follow  Clitus,  and  give  him  both  presents  and  love. 
Toa  act  like  a  sot.^ 

Of  doctor  Health  thou  wayward  child, 

For  Vainlove  hast  thy  lord  beguiled. 

While  thus  thou  send'st  thy  smiles  astray, 

Nor  Health  directs,  nor  Hope  the  way.      JElphinston, 

X.      TO   VAV^TUXVS. 

While  my  book  is  yet  new  and  unpolished,'  while  the  page 

*  Rrclconing  from  our  six  in  the  morning. 

*  An  attempt  to  imitate  the  pun  in  cx^ig  aVi^wf  without  which  there  is 
no  point  to  the  English  reader. 

>  Cratsu  frxmtt.    Not  yet  smoothed  with  the  pamice*stODe« 


182  mabtial's 

scarcely  dry  feara  to  be  touched,  go,  boy,  and  bear  tbe  littk 
present  to  a  dear  friend,  who  deserves  beyond  all  others 
to  have  the  first  sight  of  my  trifles.  Bun,  but  not  without 
being  duly  equipped ;  let  a  Oartbapnian  sponge  accompany 
the  book  ;  for  it  is  a  suitable  addition  to  my  present.  Many 
erasures,  Faustinus,  would  not  remove  all  its  &ults;  one 
sponging  would. 

Whiles  that  my  book  is  new  and  rough,  and  feares 
To  have  its  undryed  page  took  by  the  ears, 
Goe,  boy,  present  this  small  gift  to  my  friend, 
He  that  deserves  my  toys  at  the  first  end : 
Run,  but  yet  let  the  sponge  accompanie 
The  book,  for  it  becomes  each  gift  from  mee. 

Faustinus,  't  is  not  many  blots,  we  say. 
Can  mend  my  merry  fiashes,  one  blot  may.         Fhtcher. 

XI.      TO    SATUBiaWTTS. 

While,  puffed  up  beyond  measure  by  an  empty  name,  you 
were  entranced  with  delight,  and  were  ashamed,  unfortunate 
man,  of  being  merely  Saturninus,'  you  stirred  up  war  under 
the  Parrhasian  Bear,  like  he  who  bore  arms  for  his  Egyptian 
consort.  Had  you  so  entirely  forgotten  the  ill-fortune  of 
that  name,  which  the  fierce  rage  of  the  sea  at  Actium  over- 
whelmed? Or  did  the  Bhine  promise  you  what  the  Nile 
denied  to  him,  and  were  the  northern  waters  likely  to  be 
more  propitious  P  Even  Antony  fell  by  our  arms,  who, 
compared  with  you,  traitor,  was  a  Caesar. 

While  thou  wert  proud  to  bear  Antonius'  name. 

And  that  of  Satuminus  didst  disclaim ; 

Thou  arms  in  Germany  'gainst  Cssar  bore. 

As  Antony  in  Egvpt  did  before. 

What  Fate  attends  that  name  didst  thou  not  fear  ? 

Of  his  disgrace  at  Actium  never  hear? 

Or  did  the  Rhine  promise  success  to  thee, 

Tho'  Nile  to  him  denv'd  the  victory  ? 

That  famous  Antony  by  Rome's  sword  did  fall ; 

Compared  to  thee,  whom  Cssar  we  might  call. 

Anon,  1695. 
ra.     TO  THAIS. 

You  deny  no  one,  Thais ;  but,  if  you  are  not  ashamed  ot 
denying  no  one.  at  least  be  ashamed  of  denying  nothing,  Thais. 

'  Satuminas  was  a  Roman  general,  who,  having  taken  offence  at  some 
r&marka  of  Domitian,  excited  an  insurrection  in  Germany.  Martial 
taunts  him  with  wishing  to  become  a  second  Antony. 


BOOK   IT.]  SPIGBAM8.  18& 

TliaiB  denyefl  no  man :  If  no  shame  thence  spring. 

Yet  let  this  shame  thee,  to  deny  no-thing.  Fletcher, 

Xin.      TO   BTJFUS,   ON  ▲  HAPPY  HABBIAOE. 

Claudia FeregTina,Itufus,iB  about  to  be  married  to  my  friend 
Pudens.  Be  propitious,  Hymen,  with  thy  torches.  As  fitly 
is  precious  cinnamon  united  with  nard,  and  Massic  wine  with 
Attic  honey.  Nor  are  elms  more  fitly  wedded  to  tender 
vines,  the  lotus  more  love  the  waters,  or  the  myrtle  the 
river's  bank.  Mayest  thou  always  hover  over  their  couch, 
fair  Concord,  and  may  Venus  ever  be  auspicious  to  a  couple 
so  well  matched.  In  after  years  may  the  wife  cherish  her 
husband  in  his  old  age ;  and  may  she,  when  grown  old,  not 
seem  so  to  her  husband. 

Strange,  Claudia  *8  married  to  a  friend  of  mine. 

O  Hymen,  be  thou  ready  with  thy  pine ! 

Thus  the  rare  cinnamons  with  the  spicknard  joyne. 

And  the  Thesean  sweets  with  Masdck  wine. 

Nor  better  doe  the  elm  and  vine  embrace. 

Nor  the  lote-tree  affect  the  fenny  place. 

Nor  yet  the  myrtles  more 

Love  and  desire  the  shore. 
Let  a  peipetual  peace  surround  their  bed, 
And  may  their  loves  with  equall  fire  be  fed ! 
May  she  so  love  him  old,  that  to  him  shee. 
Though  old  indeed,  may  not  seem  so  to  bee.       Fletcher, 

XrV.     TO   SILIUS   TTAMCUS. 

SiliuB,  glory  of  the  Castalian  sisters,  who  exposest,  in 
mighty  song,  the  perjuries  of  barbaric  rage,  and  compellest 
the  perfidious  pnde  of  Hannibal  and  the  faithless  Car- 
thaginians to  yield  to  our  great  Scipios ;  lay  aside  for  a  while 
thy  austere  gravity,  and  while  iUecember,  sporting  with 
attractive  games,  resounds  on  every  side  with  the  boxes  of 
hazard,  and  plays  at  tropa  with  fraudulent  dice,^  accord 
some  indulgence  to  my  muse,  and  read  not  with  severe  but 
with  cheernil  countenance  my  little  books,  abounding  with 

1  Some  copies  have  rotd;  some  pompd;  some  popd.  Tropd  is  a  con- 
jecture of  Brodfeus,  adopted  by  Schneidewin.  It  was  a  game  played  by 
throwing  dice  into  a  hole  prepared  for  the  purpose.  See  Pollux,  vii. 
103.  and  Meinecke,  Fr.  Com.  Gr.  il.  p.  113. 


184  kabtial's 

jocular  pleasantries.     Just  so   perhaps  migbt  the  tender 
Catullus  venture  to  send  his  sparrow  to  the  great  Yirgil.^ 

O  thou,  whose  strains  in  loftiest  style 


(O  Silius,  glory  of  the  Nine !) 


Tell  harharous  warfare's  yaried  wile, 

Hannibal's  eyer  new  design ; 
And  paint  the  Scipios  in  the  field, 
Where  Carthage  raise  was  forced  to  yield, 

Awhile  your  grandeur  put  away ; 

December  now,  with  rattling  dice 
Cast  from  the  doubtful  box,  is  gay ; 

And  Popa  ^  plied  his  false  device ; 
T  is  now  an  easy  festive  time 
That  well  befits  my  careless  rhyme. 

Then  smooth  your  frowns ;  with  placid  brow 
Read,  pr'ythee,  these  my  trifling  lays, 

My  lays  where  wanton  iests  o*erfiow ; 
For  thus,  perchance,  his  sparrow's  praise 

Catullus,  whom  sweet  strains  attend, 

To  mighty  Maro  dared  to  send.  Owrge  Lamh. 

IV.     TO   C-fiCILIijnJS. 

When  you  asked  me  yesterday  for  the  loan  of  a  thousand 
sesterces,  CtecilianuB,  for  six  or  seven  days,  I  said,  *'  I  have 
not  so  much."  But,  on  the  pretence  of  a  friend's  arrival, 
f  ou  now  ask  me  for  a  dish  and  some  vases.  Are  you  a  fool  F 
Or  do  you  think  me  a  fool,  mv  friend  P  I  refused  you  a 
thousand ;  shall  I  give  you  five  thousand  sesterces? 

Ten  pound  thou  begg'dst  to  borrow  th'  other  day, 

Which  speedily  thou  promised  to  repay. 

I  had  it  not,  as  civil  I  did  say. 

But  thou,  by  a  friend's  visit  much  surprised. 

To  borrow  of  me  silver  plate  devised. 

Art  thou  a  fool  ?  or  me  dost  one  suppose  ? 

When  ten  I  would  not,  fifty  pound  I'd  lose?  Anon,  1695. 

XYI.      TO   GALLrS. 

It  was  rumoured,  Gkdlus,  that  you  were  not  exactly  the  step- 
son of  your  mother,  while  she  was  the  wife  of  your  father. 
This  however  could  not  be  proved  while  your  father  was 

>  Catullus  flourished  before  Virgil,  but  Martial  is  purposely  guilty  of  th« 
anachronism,  that  he  may  compare  Silius  Italicus  to  Virgil,  as  he  cora< 
pai  es  himself  to  Catullus.  *  The  tavern-keeper. 


BOOK    IT.]  EPIOBAM8.  185 

alive.  Tour  father,  G-alhis,  is  now  no  more ;  yet  your  step- 
mother still  lires  in  the  house  with  you.  Even  if  the  great 
Cicero  could  be  recalled  from  the  shades  below,  and  £e- 
gvlas  himself  were  to  defend  you,  you  could  not  be  acquitted ; 
for  she  who  does  not  cease  to  be  a  step-mother  after  a  fa- 
ther's death,  Grail  us,  never  was  a  step-mother. 

That,  Callus,  thou  wast  never  son-in-law 
To  her  thy  father's  consort  late  we  saw, 
The  rumour  rose ;  but  could  not  hope  to  thrive, 
"While  he,  by  whom  thou  liv'st,  was  yet  alive. 
Now,  where  thine  awful  sire  no  more  is  seen, 
The  step-dame  revels  an  unrivalled  queen. 
For  thee  should  TuUv  break  the  Stygian  laws, 
And  Regulus  himself  attempt  thy  cause, 
Thy  cause  were  lost.   Who  ceases  not  to  be 
Thy  step-dame,  Gallus,  ne'er  was  such  to  thee. 

Elphinston. 

XVII.      TO  PAULrS. 

You  request  me  to  write  verses  against  Lycisca,  Faulus, 
of  sach  a  nature  that  she  may  be  angrv  on  reading  them. 
Faulus,  you  are  unfiur ;  you  wish  to  get  ker  all  to  yourself. 

Why,  Paulus,  would  you  have  me  write 

On  I^hillis,  to  provoke  her  spite  ? 

The  reason  is,  as  you  must  own. 

You  *d  have  her  for  yourself  alone.         Anon. 

XVin.      OK  A  TOUTH   KILLID   BY  THE   PALL   OP  A   PIECE 

OP  ICB. 

Just  where  the  gate  near  the  portico  of  Agrippa  is  always 
dripping  with  water,  *  and  the  slippery  pavement  is  wet  with 
constant  showers,  a  mass  of  water,  congealed  by  winter's  cold, 
fell  upon  the  neck  of  a  youth  who  was  entering  the  damp 
temple,  and,  when  it  had  inflicted  a  cruel  death  on  the  un- 
fortunate boy,  the  weapon  melted  in  the  warm  wound  it  had 
made.  What  cruelties  does  not  Fortune  permit  ?  Or  where 
is  not  death  to  be  found,  if  you,  waters,  tiim  cut-throats. 

T  was  from  a  spout,  which  pours  into  the  street, 
And  makes  the  pavement  shp|)ery  to  the  feet, 
An  icicle  depenoing  grew,  until 
By  its  own  weight  the  ponderous  ruin  fell ; 

>  See  B.  ill.  Ep.  47. 


186  ILIBTIAL^S 

Struck  on  the  neck  a  boy  upon  the  ground ; 
Wounded  to  death ;  then  melted  in  the  wound. 
From  cruel  fortune  can  we  more  endure  P 
If  waters  stab,  where  can  we  be  secure  ?  Hdy. 

XTX.     ON  A  CLOAK. 

I  send  you  a  foreign  doak,  the  stout  workmanship  of  a 
Gallic  weayer,  which,  though  of  a  barbarous  country,  has  a 
LacedflBmonian  name;^  a  gifb  of  small  value,  but  not  to  be 
despised  in  cold  December.  Whether  you  are  rubbing  into 
joMT  skin  the  clammy  wrestler's  oil,  or  playing  at  tennis 
to  warm  you ;  whether  you  are  catching  the  austy  ball  with 
your  hand,  or  sharing  with  your  com^titors  the  featherlike 
weight  of  the  loose  bladder,'  or  seeking  to  surpass  the  light 
Athas  '  in  the  race,  this  will  be  a  defence  to  you,  that  the 
searching  cold  may  not  affect  your  wet  limbs,  or  unpropitious 
Iris  oppress  you  with  sudden  rain.  Clad  in  this  gin,  you  will 
laugh  at  winds  and  showers ;  nor  will  you  be  equally  safe  in 
Tyrian  silk. 

The  frowsy  foster  of  a  female  hand, 

Of  name  Laconian»  from  a  barb'rous  land ; 

Tho'  rude,  yet  welcome  to  December's  snow : 

To  thee  we  bid  the  homely  stranger  go. 

Whether  in  limber  liniment  thou  toil. 

Or  in  the  Trigonal  thy  fibres  boil ; 

Whether  thy  nand  the  dusty  Harpast  snatch, 

Or  the  Wind-bomb  thy  fl}ing  foot  shall  catch : 

Whether  the  nimble  Athas  thou  'd*8t  outrun ; 

Or  dare  the  bravest  feat,  that  braves  the  sui) : 

That  into  glowing  limbs  no  cold  may  fflide, 

That  baleful  Iris  never  drench  thy  priae ; 

This  fence  shall  bid  thee  scorn  the  winds  and  showers. 

The  Tyrian  lawn  pretends  no  equal  powers.      Elphintton. 

XX.     TO   COLLiyUS,  OK   C^BELLIA  AITB   GELLTA. 

Cffirellia  calls  herself  an  old  woman,  when  she  is  but  a 

firl ;  Grellia  calls  herself  a  girl,  when  she  is  an  old  woman, 
[obody  can  endure  either,  Oollinus  \  the  one  is  ridiculous, 
the  other  disgusting. 

^  Endromis. 

^  A  large  light  ball,  which  appears  to  have  been  thrown  or  knock«2d 
about  with  the  hand  or  fist. 
'  A  boy  famous  for  his  swiftness.  Pliny,  H.  N.  vii.  20. 


BOOK  IT.]  EPieBAMS.  187 

Cerellia,  young,  affects  to  say  she  's  old. 
Old  Gellia  'rnong  the  eirls  would  be  enroll'd. 
What  either  does,  CoUinus,  canst  digest  ? 
The  young  one  plays  the  fool,  the  oM  the  beast 

Arum,  1695. 

XXI,     ON   8ELIUS,   A.V  ATHEIST. 

SelioB  affirms  that  there  are  no  gods,  and  that  heaven  is 
empty ;  and  thinks  he  has  sufficient  proof  of  his  opinion  in 
seeing  himself  become  rich  while  he  maintains  it. 

Selius  affirms,  in  heaVn  no  gods  there  are : 

And  while  he  thrives,  and  they  their  thunder  spare, 

His  daring  tenet  to  the  world  seems  fair.  Anon,  1695. 

Selius  asserts,  there  is  no  providence : 

And  what  he  thus  asserts,  he  proves  from  hence, 

That  such  a  villain  as  himself  still  lives ; 

And,  what  is  more,  is  courted  too,  and  thrives.      Ha^^. 

That  there's  no  God,  John  gravely  swears, 
And  quotes,  in  proof,  his  own  affairs ; 
For  how  should  such  an  atheist  thrive, 
If  there  was  any  God  alive  ? 

Westminster  Heview,  Aprilf  1853. 

XLLI.     OK  CLEOPATRA,  HIS  WIPE. 

Cleopatra,  after  having  submitted  to  the  first  embrace  of 
love,  and  requiring  to  be  soothed  by  her  husband,  plunged 
into  a  glittering  pool,  fiying  from  his  embrace  ;  but  the  wave 
betray^  her  in  ner  hiding-place ;  and  she  shone  through 
the  water  though  wholly  covered  by  it.  Thus  lilies  are 
distinctly  seen  through  pure  glass,  and  clear  crystal  does 
not  allow  roses  to  be  hidaen.  I  leaped  in,  and,  plunging  be- 
neath the  waves,  snatched  struggling  kisses ;  more  was  for- 
bidden by  the  transparent  flood. 

The  virgin  danger  pass'd,  the  bride  enraged. 

Sweet  Cleopatra,  to  be  disenptged, 

And  scare  mine  arms,  dives  m  the  baths  most  clear: 

But  the  kind  waters  soon  betrayed  her  there, 

For  though  thus  hid  her  glories  did  appear. 

Like  to  soft  lilies  in  a  crystal  grave, 

Or  roses  closed  in  gems  no  cover  have. 

With  that  I  dived,  and  cropped  the  struggling  kisses, 

Te,  gUttering  streams,  forbade  the  other  blisses.      Fletcher, 


188  habtial's 

ZXIII.      TO  THALIA,  ON  THE   POST    L17BTIBCT7S   BBUTlAStTB.' 

Whilst  you  are  too  dilatory,  Thalia,  and  take  long  to  oon* 
eider  which  is  the  first,  which  the  second,  in  your  estimation, 
or  to  whom  shall  be  assigned  the  palm  in  Greek  Epigram,  Cal- 
limachiiB  has  himself  conceded  the  superiority  to  the  eloquent 
Brutianus;'  and  if  he,  satiated  with  Attic  wit,  shoula  now 
sport  with  our  Boman  Minerva,  make  me,  I  pray  you,  second 
to  him. 

While  thou  deliberafst  too  long, 

Whom,  in  sublime  inscriptiye  song, 

Thou  first  or  second  shalt  decree ; 

Callimachus  bids  Bnitian  be 

The  foremost  bard,  in  Attic  sense ; 

Who,  did  he  Roman  salt  dispense. 

Would  leave  my  vanity  unvex'd : 

Do  but,  Thalia,  name  me  next.  ElphintiUm, 

HIT.     TO  PABIAimS. 

Lycoris  has  buried  all  the  female  friends  she  had,  Fabi- 
anus :  would  she  were  the  friend  of  my  wife  ! 

Lycoris  of  her  friends  still  makes  an  end : 

I  would  she  were  to  my  wife  such  a  friend.     Wright, 

Lycoris'  firiends  are  rarely  of  long  life : 

I  wish  she  were  acquainted  with  my  wife.      Anon.  l695. 

XZY.     TO   THB   BAITKS   OF   ALTHfUM  AITB  AQTJILEIA. 

Ye  banks  of  Altinum,'  that  rival  the  rural  beauties  of  Baia^, 
and  thou  wood  that  sawest  the  fall  of  the  thunder-stricken 
Phaeton ;  thou  Sola,^  fairest  of  the  Dryads,  who  wast  taken  to 
wife  by  the  Faun  of  Antenor's  land  near  the  Euganean  lake ; 
and  thou,  Aquileia,  who  delightest  in  Ledsean^  Timavue,  at 
he  spot  where  Gyllarus  drank  of  thy  seven  streams :  Ye 
shall  be  the  haven  and  the  resting-places  of  my  old  age,  if  my 
retirement  be  at  my  own  disposal. 

Altinum's  shores,  that  with  the  Baian  vie ; 
Ye  conscious  poplars,  that  a  Phaethon  sigh ; 

*  Mentioned  by  Pliny,  Epist.  vii.  22. 

^  That  is,  the  world  has  acknowledged  his  superiority  over  Galliroacbus. 
'  A  town  on  the  Adriatic,  towards  Venice. 

*  Sola  was  the  name  of  a  lake  in  those  parts. 

'  The  river  Timavus  is  here  called  Lcdaean,  because  it  was  risitcd  by 
Castor  and  Pollux,  the  sons  of  Led  a,  when  they  were  among  the  Ai|po- 
nauts.    Cyllarus  was  the  horst*.  of  Gisior. 


lOOK  IT.]  EFIOBAMS.  189 

Thou  fairest  Dryad  on  Antenor's  lawn, 

Who  weddedst  on  Euganean  lake  his  Faun : 

Blest  Aquileia,  whom  Timavus  awes, 

Where  Cyllarus  his  sevenfold  waters  draws : 

HaU,  peaceful  port  and  pillow  of  my  age ! 

So  mine  it  prove  to  choose  my  final  stage.        Elphinston 

XXVI.     TO   P0STUMU8,   AN   AYAEICIOtTS   MAN. 

By  not  having  been  to  see  you  at  home  in  the  morning  for 
a  whole  year,  do  you  wish  me  to  say  how  much,  Postumus, 
I  have  lost  ?  I  suppoBO  about  twice  thirty  and  thrice  twenty 
sesterces.     Pardon  me,  Postumus,  I  pay  more  for  a  toga.' 

For  not  attending  on  thee  a  whole  year, 
What  I  have  lost  thereby,  Posthumus,  hear. 
Five  hundred  pence  at  least  upon  this  score. 
T  is  much :  a  gown  would  yet  have  cost  me  more. 

Anon.  1695. 

IXVII.     TO   DOMITIAN. 

You  are  in  the  habit,  CaBsar,  of  frequently  commending  my 
little  books.  A  jealous  rival,  behold,  says  you  ought  not  to 
do  so ;  yet  you  do  it  none  the  less  on  that  account.  You 
have  even  not  been  content  to  honour  me  with  words  alone, 
but  have  bestowed  on  me  gifts  such  as  no  other  could  have 
given  me ;  behold  again,  my  envious  rival  gnaws  his  black 
nails.  Give  me,  Cesar,  so  much  the  more,  that  he  may  be 
the  more  mortified. 

My  books  thou  often  gracest  with  thy  praise, 

Tho'  malice  it  denies,  thou  oft  giv'st  bays ; 

Nor  only  by  thy  words,  this  truth  is  known. 

But  honours  too,  which  thou  canst  give  alone ; 

Envy  to  black  my  fame  yet  goes  on  still ; 

Cffisar,  give  more,  till  diou  the  envious  kill.    Anon.  1695. 

XXVm.   TO  OHLOB,  SQUAKDERTNO  HEB  PROFEBTY  OK  LIT* 

PESCUS. 

You  have  given,  Chloe,  to  the  tender  Lupercus  stuffs  from 
Spain  and  from  Tyre,  of  scarlet  hue,  and  a  toga  washed  in  the 

^  If  your  sportule  amounted  to  a  hundred  and  twenty  sesterces  in  the 
eourse  of  the  year,  a  toga,  which  I  should  wear  out  in  visiting  you,  would 
cost  ma  more  than  that  sum. 


190  mabtiax'b 

wmrm  GaLesus/  IndiAn  sardonyzes,  Scjtbian  emeralds,  a 
hundred  gold  pieces  newly  coined ;  whatever  indeed  he  asks, 
jou  neyer  fail  to  give  him.  Poor  shorn  lamb !  Unhappy  wo- 
man, your  Lupercus  will  strip  you  bare. 

Thou  on  young  Lupercus,  fool, 

DoFst  the  works  of  Spanish  wool : 

Tynan  robe,  and  scarlet  vest. 

Gown,  in  warm  Galsesus  drest ; 

Sardonyx  from  farthest  Ind ; 

£m*rald  of  the  Scythian  kind : 

Hundred  lords,^  of  novel  coin : 

And  what  else  he  can  enjoin. 

Woe  to  thee,  self-wasting  fair ! 

lliy  Luperc  will  strip  thee  bare.      EiphmaUm, 

XXIX.     TO   FUDEKS. 

The  number  of  my  books,  dear  Pudens,  forms  an  objectiox. 
to  them;  the  ever-recurring  toil  fatigues  and  satiates  the 
reader.  Barity  gives  a  charm :  thus  early  fruits  are  most 
esteemed ;  thus  winter  roses  obtain  a  higher  price ;  thus  coy- 
ness sets  off  an  extravagant  mistress ;  and  a  door  ever  open 
attracts  no  young  suitor.  Persius  is  oftener  noticed  on  ac- 
count of  one  book,  than  the  empty  Marsus  for  the  whole  of 
his  Amazonid.  For  yourself,  when  you  are  reading  any  one 
of  my  little  books,  imagine  it  to  be  the  only  one ;  it  will  then 
be  of  more  value  in  your  eyes. 

The  number  of  my  books  does  them  much  wrong, 

The  reader 's  tired  and  glutted  with  their  throng ; 

'  Scarce  things  take  most,  first  fruits  please  those  are  nice, 

Koses  in  winter  bear  the  highest  pnce : 

Persius'  one  book 's  more  celebrated  far 

Than  Marsus'  bulky  Amazonian  War. 

Reading  a  book  of  mine,  feign  there 's  no  more ; 

Thus  of  my  wit  thou  'It  make  the  greater  store.  Anon,  169^ 

XXX.     TO   A  FISHERMAir,   THAT   HB   MAY   SPAKE    BOMITIAN's 

FISH. 

Withdraw,  fisherman,  I  warn  you,  far  from  the  Baian  lake, 
fly,  that  you  may  not  retire  with  guilt  on  your  head. 
These  waters  are  inhabited  by  sacred  fish,  who  know  their 

^  &f ade  of  the  wool  of  sheep  fed  on  the  banks  of  the  Galssus,  a  river 
near  Tarentum.    See  B.  iii.  Ep.  43. 
*  Dominot,    Coins  with  the  head  of  the  emperor  on  them. 


BOOK   IT.]  EPIGBAKS.  191 

Borereign,  and  lick  Ids  hand,  a  hand  than  which  the  world 
contains  nothing  more  powerful.  Thej  even  have  each  its 
name,  and  each  comes  up  at  the  voice  of  its  master  when 
caUed.  Once,  in  this  deep  pool,  as  an  impions  Libyan  was 
drawing  up  his  prey  with  quivering  rod,  he  was  suddenly  struck 
with  blindness,  and  unable  to  see  the  captured  fish ;  and  now, 
abhorring  his  sacrilegious  hooks,  he  sits  a  beggar  on  the  banks 
of  the  B£an  lake.^  But  do  you  withdraw  while  you  may,  and 
while  you  are  vet  innocent,  casting  into  the  waters  only  harm- 
less morsels  of  food,  and  respecting  the  tender  fish. 

From  the  Baian  lake,  with  awe, 
Aogler,  I  advise,  withdraw : 
Lest,  of  hallow'd  blood  unspilt 
Thou  shouldst  rash  incur  the  euilt. 
Sacred  fishes,  swimming  blana. 
Hail  their  lord,  and  lick  his  hand : 
Hand  whose  greater  cannot  wave, 
Or  to  sacrifice  or  save. 
Name  respective  know  they  all, 
And  attend  their  master's  call. 

Once  a  Libyan  rued  the  deed, 
TVben  he  played  the  trembling  reed. 
Sudden  light  his  eves  forsool^ 
Nor  displayed  the  fish  he  took. 
Now  he  well  the  hook  may  hate, 
Clothed  with  so  dire  a  bait ; 
Where  he,  by  the  Baian  pool. 
Sits  a  blinded  beggine  fooL 
Then,  dear  angler,  still  by  law 
Imiooent,  do  thou  withdraw. 
Throwing  first  a  simple  dish. 
Venerate  devoted  fisL  £Jphin§Um, 

XXn.      TO   HIPPODAMUS. 

As  to  your  desire  to  be  named  and  read  of  in  my  books, 
and  your  belief  that  it  would  be  something  of  an  honour 
to  yon,  may  I  be  confounded,  if  your  wish  is  not  most  agree- 
able to  me ;  and  I  am  most  anxious  to  give  you  a  place  in 
my  verse.  But  you  have  a  name  imposed  upon  you  un- 
favourable to  the  inspiration  of  the  Muses ;  a  name  which  a 

^  A  story  perhaps  wholly  the  inrention  of  the  poet ;  or  perhaps  rumour 
may  hare  afforded  some  foundation  for  it.  Amos  supposes,  that  Martial 
may  allude  to  some  wretch  whose  eyes  were  put  out  by  Domitian,  for 
fishing  in  the  pond.  "  Gema  of  Latin  Poetry,"  p.  211. 


L92  MARTIAL'S 

barbarous  mother  gaye  you,  and  which  neither  Melpomene, 
nor  Polyhymnia,  nor  pious  Calliope,  nor  Phoebus,  could  pro- 
nounce. Adopt,  then,  some  name  which  is  acceptable  to  the 
Muses;  "  Hippodamus*'  can  never  be  introduced  with  good 
effect.^ 

Cause  thou  desirest  to  be  read  and  named 

So  in  my  books,  as  by  it  to  be  famed, 

Let  me  not  live  the  thing  much  pleases  me, 

And  in  my  lines  I  would  insert  thee  free. 

But  that  my  name  is  so  averne  to  sdl 

The  Muses,  which  thy  mother  did  thee  call, 

Which  nor  Melpom'ne  nor  Polymnia  may. 

Nor  sweet  Calliope  with  PhcBbus  say. 

Adopt  thee  then  some  grateful  name  to  us ; 

How  wretchedly  this  sounds !  Hippodamus !     Fletcher, 

XZXn.     OK  A  BEE   EKCLOBEB  IN  AMBEB. 

The  bee  is  enclosed,  and  shines  preserved,  in  a  tear  of  the 
sisters  of  Phaeton,  so  that  it  seems  enshrined  in  its  own 
nectar.  It  has  obtained  a  worthy  reward  for  its  great 
toils ;  we  may  suppose  that  the  bee  itself  would  have  desired 
such  a  death. 

Here  shines  a  bee  closed  in  an  amber  tomb, 

As  if  interred  in  her  own  honey-comb. 

A  fit  reward  fate  to  her  labours  gave ; 

No  other  death  would  she  have  wish*d  to  have.      May, 

The  bee  enclosed,  and  through  the  amber  shown. 

Seems  buried  in  the  juice  which  was  his  own. 

So  honoured  was  a  life  in  labour  spent : 

Such  might  he  wish  to  have  his  monument         Hay. 

XXXUI.      TO   SOSIBIANUS. 

As  your  desk,  Sosibianus,  is  full  of  elaborate  compo- 
sitions, why  do  you  publish  nothing  ?  "  My  heirs,"  you  say, 
"will  publish  my  verses."  When?  It  is  already,  Sosibianus, 
time  that  you  should  be  read. 

Thou  say'st  th'  hast  poems  by  thee  of  great  worth : 
Why  dost  thou  not,  Sosibian,  brine  them  forth  ? 
Thy  heirs,  thou  say'st,  will  cause  them  to  be  read  ; 
T  IB  pity  *t  is  not  done,  and  thyself  dead.       Anon»  1695. 

^  Martial,  we  may  suppose,  disliked  the  sound  of  this  name.    It  is 
used  frequently,  as  an  epithet,  in  Homer. 

*  The  tears  which  the  sisters  of  Phacihon  shed  at  his  death,  are 
Id  have  been  changed  into  amber.    Ovid,  Metam.  b.  ii. 


BOOK  IT.]  BPIOBAK8.  103 

XXXIV.     TO  ATTALira. 

Although,  Attalus,  ^our  toga  is  very  dirty,  whoever  says 
that  you  nave  a  snow-like  toga  speaks  the  truth. ^ 

Though  thy  gown  'b  dirty,  he  says  true,  I  know, 

Who  says  thou  hast  a  gown  that  looks  like  snow.  L,  H,  S, 

XXXT.  ON  ▲  COMBAT  OF  DOES  IV   THE  THEATSE. 

We  have  seen  gentle  does  engage  in  fight  with  opposed 
horns,  and  fall  under  the  impartial  stroke  of  fate.  The 
hounds  gazed  on  their  prey ;  and  the  proud  huntsman  stood 
amazed  that  nothing  remained  for  his  knife  to  do.  "W  hence 
are  feeble  minds  warmed  with  so  great  fury?  Thus  fight 
bulla ;  thus  fall  heroes. 

Wee  saw  faint  deere  with  furious  butts,  of  late, 
Each  other  meet,  and  dye  with  mutuall  fate. 
The  dogs  beheld  their  prey,  the  huntsman  proud 
Admired  no  worke  was  to  his  knife  allow'd. 
Whence  should  faint  hearts  such  furie  entertaine  ? 
So  fight  Sterne  bulls,  so  valiant  men  are  slaine.        May. 

The  timorous  deer  against  themselves  make  head. 

The  fight  forsake  not,  till  they  both  lie  dead : 

The  dogs  look'd  on,  huntsmen  amazed  appear, 

No  prey  employment  found  for  either  here. 

In  softest  breasts  what  moved  a  rage  so  hi^h  ? 

Bulls  rush  on  bulls,  and  stoutest  men  so  die.   Anon,  1695. 

XXXYI.     TO   OLUB. 

Your  beard  is  white,  Olus,  your  hair  is  black.  The  reason 
is,  that  you  cannot  dye  your  beard,  though  you  can  dye  your 
hair. 

Thy  beard  is  hoarv ;  but  thy  locks  are  black : 
To  tinge  the  beard  thou  hast  not  yet  the  knack. 

MphinHon. 

XIXTII.      TO   A7EB. 

''Coranus  owes  me  a  hundred  thousand  sesterces,  Man- 
cinns  two  hundred  thousand,  Titius  three  hundred  thousand, 
Albinua  six  hundred  thousand,  Sabinus  a  million,  and  Ser* 

^  QuU^uia  te  niveam  dixU  habere  togam.  The  coromentatora  hare  been 
much  perplexed  about  the  signification  of  niveam  in  this  passage,  and  in^ 
a  similar  one  in  B.  ix.  Ep.  50,  Quam  (togam)  poetU  niveam  dicere  jure 
tuo.    Some  think  the  meaning  is  that  the  toga  hung  in  tatters,  like  flakes 
of  snow ;  others,  that  its  colours  were  bleached  to  dirty  white* 


194  miatial's 

ranus  another  luillion ;  from  m j  lodging-houses  and  fiunns  I 
receive  three  millions,  firom  my  Parmesan  flocks  six  hundred 
thousand."  Such  are  the  words,  Afer,  that  you  daily  din  into 
my  ear ;  and  I  know  them  better  than  my  own  name.  You 
must  pay  me  something,  to  enable  me  to  bear  this.  Dispel 
my  dady  nansea  with  a  round  sum :  I  cannot  listen  to  your 
catalogue,  Afer,  for  nothing. 

**  Coranus  does  a  hundred  to  me  owe ; 
MancinuB  three ;  Albinus  twice  this ;  so 
Sabinus  doth ;  Serranus  ten ;  I  know 
A  sixth,  ten  more :  then  from  my  lands  do  come, 
My  flocks  and  city  rents,  a  vaster  sum." 
Tms  thou,  whole  days,  relat*st,  and  I  retain 
With  that  exactness  as  I  do  my  name. 
Say  not  to  what  thy  income  does  amount. 
But  something  tell  which  turns  to  my  account: 
I  cannot  hear  thee,  gratis,  thus  excite, 
Be  thy  tales  true  or  fidse,  my  needy  appetite.   Anon.  1095. 

**  Ten  thousand  pomids  in  bank  and  South-Sea  funds ; 
Twenty  in  India  stock,  and  India  bonds ; 
Fite  thousand  more  have  you  In  three  per  cents. ; 
A  thousand  are  your  Kent  and  Essex  rents ; 
Those  firom  Barbadoes  are  of  late  the  same." 
All  this  I  know,  as  well  as  my  own  name. 
The  daily  tale  is  grown  extremely  dull : 
I  cannot  hear  it  jpratis,  on  my  souL 
For  every  time  give  me  a  gmnea  still ; 
Repeat  it  then  as  often  as  you  will.  May. 

ZXXYIII.      TO   GALLA. 

Ghdla,  say  **  No : "  love  is  soon  sated,  unless  our  pleasures 
are  mixed  with  some  pain;  but  do  not  continue,  Ghilla,  to 
say  "No"  too  long. 

QaUa,  deny ;  and  render  passion  strong : 

But,  prudent  GaUa,  do  n't  deny  too  long.      JEtphindan. 

XXTTX.      TO   0HARINU8. 

You  have  bought  up  all  sorts  of  silver  plate ;  you  alone 
possess  the  old  masterpieces  of  Myro,  and  the  handiwork  of 
Praxiteles  and  Scopas ;  you  alone  have  the  productions  of 
Phidias'  graver,  and  the  labours  of  Mentor.  Nor  are  genuine 
Gratiuses '  wanting  in  your  collection,  nor  vases  inlaid  with 

1  Gratiema  vmra,  the  workmanship  of   one   Gratius:    Plin.  H.  N. 

••'11 

ZXXUl.  11. 


BOOK  IT.]  SPIOBAM8.  196 

Callaic '  gold,  nor  emboesed  ones  from  the  tables  of  your 
ancestors.  Yet,  amidst  all  jour  silver,  I  wonder,  Gharinus, 
that  you  possess  none  pure.' 

Gharinus,  thou  'st  a  rare  collection  made 
Of  sxlver  works,  both  massy  and  o'erlaid 
Alone  dost  Myron*s,  Scopas*  pieces  show, 
What  Mentor  and  Praxiteles  could  do ; 
Alone  dost  Phidias'  noble  gravings  vaunt, 
Alone  the  true  Gratianus  dost  not  want ; 
Enchased  goblets  of  pure  Spanish  ore, 
All  double  gilt,  thy  mther's  table  bore. 

What 's  in  these  wonders  to  be  wondered  most, 
A  penny  current-coin  thou  canst  not  boast. 

Anon,  1695. 

Wrought,  graved,  emboss'd,  of  old  and  modem  date, 

In  the  best  taste,  how  great  your  stock  of  plate ! 

Here  Phidias,  there  Praxiteles  doth  stand : 

Here  the  sole  piece,  that 's  left,  of  Mentor's  hand. 

This  cistern  did  a  Jeminffham  invent : 

That  bowl  and  cup  were  both  designed  by  KenL 

*Mong8t  all  the  things  where  art  and  fancy  join, 

I  wonder  you  no  silver  have  in  coin.  Hay. 

XIi.      TO   POSTUMTTB. 

Wlien  the  halls  of  the  Pisos,  and  the  thrice-illustrious 
house  of  the  learned  Seneca,  were  displaying  long  lines  of 
pedigrees,  I  preferred  you,  Postumus,  to  all  such  nigb  per- 
sonages ;  you  were  poor  and  but  a  knight,  but  to  me  you 
were  a  consul.  With  you,  Postumus,  I  counted  fhuty 
winters ;  we  had  one  couch  ia  common  between  us.  Now, 
full  of  honours,  and  rolling  in  wealth,  you  can  give,  you  can 
lavish.  I  am  waiting,  Postumus,  to  see  what  you.  will  do 
for  me.  You  do  nothing ;  and  it  is  late  for  me  to  look  about 
for  another  patron.  Is  this.  Fortune,  your  act  P  Postumus 
has  imposed  upon  me. 

Though  Piso's  stem  speaks  great  nobility, 

Seneca  shows  a  threetold  pedigree. 

And  both  their  courts  to  my  access  are  free ; 

*  Vases  manufactured  by  the  Gallaeci  or  Gallicians  in  Spain,  or  of 
metal  brought  from  their  country. 

^  A  play  on  the  word  pwre.  Martial  means  that  Charinus's  table  was 
defiled  with  debauchery.  The  translators  in  verse  have  not  had  regard 
to  this  meaning.    Compare  B.  L  Ep.  77. 

o3 


196  MABTIAL*8 

Yet  my  salutes  to  thee  I  first  did  bring. 
Poor,  and  a  knight,  but  unto  me  a  king : 
Ten  years,  twice  told,  in  amity  we  led. 
One  table  served  us,  and  one  common  bed. 

Thou  'rt  noble  now  and  rich,  canst  throw  away ; 
What  to  our  ancient  friendship  wilt  thou  pay  P 
I  may  expect :  but  thou  hast  nought  to  say. 
Grown  old,  a  patron  I  can't  seek,  though  poor 
On  me,  or  faitn,  hast  thou  imposed  more  ?       Anon,  1695 

XLI.      TO  A  POET   BECITIKCh   BADLY. 

Why,  when  about  to  recite,  do  you  wrap  your  neck  in 
wool  ?  That  wool  would  be  more  proper  for  our  ears. 

Why,  wrapt  about  your  neck,  wool  do  you  wear  ? 
That  wool  would  better  serve  to  stop  our  ear.     Wright. 

When  thou  thy  poems  dost  recite,  for  fear 
Of  catching  cold!,  fur  'bout  thy  neck  dost  wear. 
This  fitter  were  for  th'  ears  of  them  that  hear. 

Anon.  1695. 

XLII.  TO  FLAC0U8,  OK  HIS  7AY0UBITB  AMAZONICUS. 

If  any  one  could  possibly  grant  my  wishes,  hear,  riaccus' 
what  sort  of  favounte  I  would  desire.  The  youth  shouldi 
first,  be  born  on  the  banks  of  the  Nile ;  no  lana  knows  better 
how  to  bestow  attractions.  Let  him  be  whiter  than  snow  ; 
tor  in  dusky  Egypt  that  colour  is  more  beauteous,  as  more 
rare.  Let  his  eyes  riyal  the  stars,  and  his  floating  locks  play 
upon  his  neck ;  I  do  not  love,  Flaccus,  carefully  arranged 
locks.  Let  his  forehead  be  small,  and  his  nose  slightly 
aquiline;  and  let  his  lips  rival  Psestan  roses  in  redness. 
Let  him  often  seek  my  caresses  when  I  refuse  them ;  refuse 
his  when  I  seek  them ;  and  let  him  be  often  more  sportive 
than  his  master.  Let  him  be  jealous  of  other  youths,  and 
ever  keep  young  damsels  at  a  distance ;  and,  whUe  a  man  to 
all  else,  let  him  be  a  youth  to  me  alone.  '*  I  understand,*' 
say  you ;  "  you  do  not  deceive  me ;  for  I  can  testify  that  your 
description  is  exact.  Such  was  my  Amazonicus." 

If  I  could  such  obtain,  a.s  I  desire. 

Hear  then  what  beauty,  Flaccus,  I  admire. 

One  bom  in  Egypt,  i'  th'  first  place,  I'  d  choose ; 

Such  artificial  charms  none  else  do  use : 

I  'd  have  her  skin  white  as  the  driven  snow, — 

From  that  swarth  clime  the  fair  do  fairest  show  i 


SOOK   IT.]  XPIGBAM8.  197 

Her  eyes  with  stars  should  vie,  her  flowing  hair 

Fall  on  her  neck,  which  I  to  curls  prefer ; 

Her  forehead  should  be  smooth,  well  shaped  her  nose, 

Her  lovely  lips  a  rosy  red  disclose ; 

Sometimes  I  'd  have  her  kind,  and  sometimes  coy, 

In  no  man's  courtship,  but  mine  own,  to  joy; 

Toung  men  to  hate,  ev*n  her  own  sex  to  fear ; 

To  others  ice,  to  me  a  maid  appear. 

Now,  Flaccus,  I  foreknow  what  thou  wilt  say. 

Ceelia,  my  Celia,  thou  dost  here  display.      Anon,  1695. 

XLIII.     TO   COBACINUB. 

I  did  not  call  you,  Coracinus,  an  unnatural  debauchee ;  I 
am  not  so  rash  or  daring ;  nor  am  I  a  person  to  utter  false- 
hoods willingly.  If  I  so  spoke  of  you,  Coracinus,  may  I  find 
tho  flagon  of  JPontia  and  the  cup  of  Metilus '  hostile  to  me ; 
I  swear  to  you  by  the  extravagance  and  madness  of  the  rites 
of  Isis  and  Cybele.  What  I  said,  however,  was  of  a  light 
and  trifling  nature, — a  something  well  known,  and  which 
jou  yourself  will  not  deny ;  I  said,  Coracinus,  that  you  are 
strangely  fond  of  the  female  sex. 

XLIT.     ON  HOUNT  VESUVI1T8. 

This  is  Vesuvius,  lately  green  with  umbrageous  vines ;  here 
the  noble  grape  had  pressed  the  dripping  coolers.  These  are 
the  heights  which  Bacchus  loved  more  than  the  hills  of  Nysa ; 
on  this  mountain  the  satyrs  recently  danced.  This  was  the 
abode  of  Venus,  more  mteful  to  her  than  Lacedsemon ;  this 
was  the  place  renowned  bv  the  divinity  of  Hercules.'  All  now 
lies  buned  in  flames  and  sad  ashes.  Even  the  gods  would 
have  wished  not  to  have  had  the  power  to  cause  such  a  catas- 
trophe.' 

Vesuvius,  shaded  once  with  greenest  vines. 
Where  pressed  grapes  did  yield  the  noblest  wines ; 
Which  hill  far  more  than  livsa  Bacchus  lov*d, 
Where  satyrs  once  in  mirthmU  dances  mov'd. 
Where  Venus  dwelt,  and  better  loVd  the  place 
Than  Sparta,  where  Alcides  temple  was, 
Is  now  Dumt  downe,  rak*d  up  in  ashes  sad. 
The  gods  are  grill'd  that  such  great  power  they  had. 

May. 

*  Two  pouonen  of  that  day. 

'  There  were  temples  of  Venus  and  Hercules  on  the  mountain. 

*  This  was  the  eruption  of  Vesuvius  in  which  Pliny  the  elder  lost  his 
life.    Plin.  Ep  vL  16. 


108  MABTIAL*t 

VetUYiiu,  ooTei'd  with  the  firuitful  vine, 

Here  flourished  onoe,  and  ran  with  floods  of  wine : 

Here  Bacchus  oft  to  the  cool  shades  retired. 

And  his  own  native  Nysa  lees  admired : 

Oft  to  the  mountain's  airy  tops  advanoedt 

The  frisking  Satyrs  on  the  summits  danced : 

Alcides  here,  here  Venus,  graced  the  shore, 

Nor  loved  her  favourite  Lacedeemon  more. 

Now  piles  of  ashes,  spreading  all  around 

In  undiBtinguish'd  heaps,  deform  the  ground : 

The  ffods  themselves  the  ruin'd  seats  bemoan. 

And  blame  the  mischie&  that  themselves  have  done. 

XLY.     TO  APOLLO. 

To  thee,  Phcebus,  PartheniuB,  the  chamberlain  of  Domitian, 
makes  these  offerings,  in  behalf  of  his  son  Burrus,  joyfullj 
and  with  full  censer ;  that  he,  who  this  day  marks  his  first 
five  years  by  entering  a  second  lustnim,  may  live  many  Olym- 
piads of  years.  G^rant  accomplishment  to  the  prayers  of  a 
father ;  so  may  thy  Daphne  delight  in  thee,  and  thy  sister 
rejoice  in  unspotted  virginity ;  so  mayst  thou  ^lory  in  per- 
petual youth ;  so  may  Bacchus  never  possess,  Phoebus,  locks 
as  long  as  thine. 

Accept,  fteeX  Apollo,  the  censer  of  joy, 
Parthemus  the  Palatine  lights  for  his  boy ; 
That  Burrus,  who  hails  his  first  lustre  complete, 
Olympiads  unnumber'd  of  glory  may  greet. 
Oh,  sanction  the  vow :  so  be  loved  by  thy  tree ; 
So  guard  thy  fair  sister  vir^nity's  glee ; 
So  bloom  thou  perennial,  with  ndiance  divine ; 
Not  Bromius'  own  head  boasting  honours  like  thine. 

ElphinsUm^ 

XXTI.     OH  SABELLUS. 

The  Saturnalia  have  made  Sabellus  a  rich  man.>  Justly 
does  Sabellus  swell  with  pride,  and  think  and  say  that  there 
is  no  one  among  the  lawyers  better  off  than  himself.  All 
these  airs,  and  aS  this  exultation,  are  excited  in  Sabellos  by 
half  a  peck  of  meal,  and  as  much  of  parched  beans ;  by  three 
half  pounds  of  frankincense,  and  as  many  of  pepper ;  by  a 
sausage  from  Lucania,  and  a  sow's  paunch  from  Falerii ;  by 

^  It  was  customary  for  clients  and  dependents  to  make  presenii  to  theif 
patrons  at  the  Saturnalia,  celebrated  in  December. 


BOOK   IT.]  BPI&BAM8.  190 

a  Syrian  flagon  of  dark  mulled  wine,  and  some  figs  candied 
in  a  Libyan  jar,  accompanied  with  onions,  and  sbell-fiBb,  and 
cheese.  From  a  Picenian  client,  too,  came  a  little  chest  that 
would  scarcely  hold  a  few  olives,  and  a  nest  of  seven  cups 
from  Saguntum,  polished  with  the  potter's  rude  graver,  the 
clay  workmanship  of  a  Spanish  wneel,'  and  a  napkin  va- 
riegated with  the  laticlave.  More  profitable  Saturnalia  Sa- 
bellus  has  not  had  these  ten  years. 

Of  Satumian  joys  a  Sabellus  may  tell, 
And  displav  tne  new  richefl  that  give  him  to  swell. 
He  may  thmk,  'mid  the  pleaders,  and  safely  declare 
That  himself  is  most  blessed  beyond  a  compare. 

Say,  my  Muse,  what  makes  Belly  so  proud  and  so  vain  ? 
Of  split  beans  half  a  peck,  balf  a  bushel  of  grain ; 
Of  frankincense  and  pepper,  thrice  half  a  pound  stanch ; 
A  Lucanian  sausage,  FaJiscian  panch ; 

Or  of  deep  must  decocted  a  Syrian  flask ; 

Superfine  candied  figs,  a  fair  Libyan  cask ; 

With  some  scallions,  perwinkles,  some  choicest  of  cheese ; 

And  whatever  a  high-pamper'd  palate  can  please. 

Nor,  amid  Saturnalian  boons,  be  forgot 

Of  old  half-shriveird  olives,  no  overgrown  pot : 

Nay,  of  crockery  smoothed  with  the  potter's  rough  tool, 

See  a  sweet  set  of  seven,  says  the  Saguntine  school. 

Though  his  plate  burnish  neither  the  silver  nor  steel, 
'TIS  the  well-temper'd  clay  of  a  good  Spanish  wheel. 
On  a  board  so  supplied  universally  spread, 
With  a  cloth  of  broad  border,  white  striving  with  red. 

Now  can  envy  unburst  eye  the  cloth,  plate,  or  cates. 
If  but  half  be  the  truth,  that  Sabellus  relates  ? 
Can  she  deem  that  Sabellus,  or  lawyer  alive. 
Tasted  richer  Satumians  these  twelvemonths  twice  five  ? 

JBlphinston. 

XLVII.     ON  A   FIGURE    OF   PHJlKTOK. 

An  encaustic  figure  of  Phaeton  is  depicted  upon  this 
tablet.  What  do  you  mean,  painter,  by  burning  Fnaeton  a 
second  time  ? 

Behold  poor  Phaeton  again  sublime ! 

Ah!  why  bmm  Phaeton  a  second  time?       Elphtnatftn. 

*  A  potter's  wheel.    The  earthenware  inanufiM;ture  of  Spain  was  of  a 
very  inferior  diaracter. 


200  MABTIAL*8 

XLYIII.   TO     PAPILI78. 

Percidi  gaudes :  percisus,  Papile,  ploras. 

Cur,  quffi  vis  fieri,  Papile,  facta  doles  ? 
Poenitet  obscoense  pruriginis  ?  an  magis  illud 

Fles,  quod  percidi,  Papile,  desieris  ? 

Tu  godi  d*eB8ere  immembrato :  e  dope  d'esserlo  state,  tu,  o  Pa- 
pile, piangL  Perchd,  o  Papile,  ti  la^i  tu  di  cio  che  vuoi  che  ti  d 
mccia  P  ti  pent!  tu  deU'  esceno  prurito  ?  ewere  piangi  tu,  Papile^ 
per  desiderarlo  maggiormente  ?  QragUa* 

XLIX.     TO  FLACCUS. 

He  knows  not,  Flaccus,  believe  me,  what  Epigrams  really 
are,  who  calls  them  mere  trifles  and  frivolities.  He  is  much 
more  frivolous,  who  writes  of  the  feast  of  the  cruel  Tereus ; 
or  the  banquet  of  the  unnatural  Thjestes ;  or  of  DsBdalus  fitting 
melting  wings  to  his  son's  body ;  or  of  Polyphemus  feeding  his 
Sicilian  flocks.  From  my  effusions  all  tumid  ranting  is  ex- 
cluded ;  nor  does  my  Muse  swell  with  the  mad  garment 
of  Tragedy.  "But  everything  written  in  such  a  style  is 
praised,  admired,  and  adored  by  all."  I  admit  it.  Things 
m  that  style  are  praised ;  but  mine  are  read. 

Thou  kneVst  not,  trust  me,  what  are  Epigrams, 
Flaccus,  whe  think'st  them  jests  and  wanton  games. 
He  wantons  more,  whe  writes  what  horrid  meat 
The  plagu'd  Thyestes  and  vex'd  Tereus  eat, 
Or  Dsdalus  fittixig  his  boy  to  fly. 
Or  Polyphemus'  flocks  in  Sicily. 
My  beoke  no  windy  words  nor  turgid  needes, 
Nor  swells  my  Muse  with  mad  smothumal  weedes. 
Yet  those  things  all  men  praise,  admire,  adore. 
True ;  they  praise  those,  but  read  these  poems  mere. 

May, 
You  little  know  what  Epigram  contains, 
Who  deem  it  but  a  jest  m  jocund  strains. 
He  rather  jokes,  who  writes  what  horrid  meat 
The  plagued  Thyestes  and  vex*d  Tereus  eat ; 
Or  tells  who  robed  the  boy  with  melting  wings ; 
Or  of  the  shepherd  Polyphemus  sings. 
Our  muse  disdains  by  fustian  to  excel, 
By  rant  to  rattle,  or  in  buskins  swell. 
Though  turgid  themes  all  men  admire,  adore, 
Be  well  assured  ihey  read  my  poems  more. 

Wegtminster  Heview,  Apr.  1858. 


BOOK  IT.]  XPIGBAMB.  201 

L.     TO  THAIB. 

Why,  Thais,  are  you  oonstantly  saying  that  I  am  old  ? 
One  is  neyer  too  old,  Thais,  for  what  you  require. 

My  age,  you,  Thais,  often  spell : 

One  '8  ne  er  too  aged — to  oo  well.      JElphinston. 

LI.     TO   0-ffiCILIANUS. 

When  you  had  not  six  thousand  sesterces,  Ceecilianus,  you 
used  to  be  carried  about  ostentatiously  in  a  vast  liti;er  borne 
by  six  men.  But  since  the  blind  goddess  has  given  you  two 
millions,  and  your  coins  haye  overflowed  your  coifers,  behold 
you  have  taken  to  go  on  foot.  What  prayers  ought  I  to  offer 
on  your  behalf  for  such  merit,  such  praise- worthy  modesty  ? 
May  the  gods  restore  you,  Ceecilianus,  your  litter ! 

When  six  thousand,  Ceecilian,  exceeded  thy  store, 
Thee  to  business  or  pleasure  six  huge  fellows  here. 
When  her  thousands  twice  ten  the  hlind  goddess  bestow'd, 
And  thy  coin  burst  the  budget,  thy  foot  took  the  road. 
For  a  merit  so  modest,  what  wish  can  be  fair  ? 
May  the  gods,  poor  Csecilian,  restore  thee  thy  chair ! 

Elphiruion. 
LII.     TO   HEDYLUS. 

If  you  do  not  leave  off,  Hedylus,  being  drawn  by  a  yoke 
of  goats,  you,  who  were  recently  a  Jleus,  will  become  a  co- 

LHI.    TO  C08MU8,  OS"  AN  ILLITEBATE  FELLOW  PRETEXDIINO 

TO   BE   A   CTCnO. 

Yonder  person,  Cosmus,  whom  you  often  see  in  the 
recesses  of  the  temple  of  our  Pallas,  and  on  the  threshold  of 
the  new  temple,^ — an  old  man  with  a  stick  and  a  wallet ; 
whose  hair  bristles  white  and  dirty,  and  over  whose  breast 
a  filthy  beard  descends ;  whom  a  wax-coloured  cloak,  sole 
partner  of  his  bare  bed,  covers ;  and  to  whom  the  crowd  that 
encounters  him  gives  food  forced  from  them  by  his  impor- 
tunity,— him,  I  say,  you  take  for  a  Cynic,  but  you  are 
deceived  by  a  false  appearance;  he  is  no  Cynic,  Cosmus. 
What  then  ?— a  dog.* 

*  An  untranslatable  pun  on  the  words  a^mt  and/cut.  Fieta  signifies  the 
piles,  or  a  person  afflicted  with  them ;  eaprificua^  a  wild  fig  tree. 

*  The  temple  of  Minenra  Flavians,  recently  built  by  Domitian.  See  B, 
is.  Ep.  2. 

*  The  name  Cynic,  "  dog-like,"  is  derived  from  Rd»v,  "  a  dog. 


202  MAETLIX'S 

He  who  r  th  temples  you  lo  often  meet, 

In  public  porches,  Cosmos,  and  the  street, 

With  bag  and  staff,  nasty,  and  antique  dressed. 

His  hair  an  end,  beard  hanging  down  his  breast ; 

Who,  for  a  cloak,  a  coverlet  does  use; 

Barks  for  his  meat,  the  nvers  oft*  abuse ; 

A  Cynic  to  be  thought  does  make  this  stir : 

But  ne  no  Cynic  is.    What  then?    A  cur.     Anon,  1695. 

LIT.    TO  coLLnrrs. 

0  CollinuB,  to  whom  it  has  been  granted  to  obtain  the 
crown  of  oak  in  the  Capitol,'  and  to  surround  thy  deserving: 
locks  with  its  foliage  first  of  all  thy  race,  make  the. most,  if 
thou  art  wise,  of  every  day,  and  always  imagine  that  tkj 
last  is  come.  No  one  ever  succeeded  in  moving  the  three 
wool-spinning  siste^ ;  *  they  observe  rigidly  the  day  which 
they  have  fixed.  Though  thou  be  richer  than  Crispus,  more 
firm-minded  than  Thrasea's  self,  more  magnificent  than  the 
splendid  Melior,  Lachesis  adds  nothing  to  the  thread ;  she 
unwinds  the  spindles  of  her  sisters,  and  one  of  the  three 
always  puts  a  stop  to  the  prolongation  of  it. 

You,  whom  your  countiVs  honours  hi^b  do  raise. 

And  crown  with  merited  but  early  praise ; 

If  you  are  wise,  make  use  of  every  nour, 

And  never  think  another  in  yQur  power. 

No  man  could  ever  soften  cruel  iate ; 

But  what  that  once  decrees  must  be  our  date. 

Were  you  polite  as  Sidney,  or  as  great. 

Had  Cato*s  soul,  or  Marlborough's  estate, 

Still  is  life's  line  by  the  three  sisters  sped : 

Not  one  prolbngs,  but  one  still  cuts,  ue  thread.     JETay. 

LT.     TO   THE  POET   LUCIUS. 

0  Lucius,'  glory  of  thy  age,  who  dost  not  allow  old 
GKuus  ^  and  our  Tagus  to  yield  the  palm  to  eloquent  Arpi,* 
let  him  who  has  been  bom  among  the  cities  of  Greece  sing 
of  Thebes  or  Myoen»  in  his  lay,  or  famous  Bhodes,  or  the 

^  In  the  Quinquennial  games,  instituted  by  Domitian  to  Jupiter  Csptto- 
linuB.  *  The  Fates. 

'  Lucius  was  a  native  of  Spain,  contemporary  with  Martial. 

*  Gaius  was  a  river  of  Spain,  sometimes  call^  Old  Gains,  uay  the  com- 
mentators, when  it  was  afterwards  named  Granus. 

*  Lucius  imitated  Horace,  who  was  bom  in  Apulia,  in  which  Arpi  wm 
situate. 


BOOK   ir.]  SPI0BAM8.  203 

Lcdaean  palsestrsB'  of  licentious*  Lacedemon.  For  us, 
bom  amoDg  the  Celts  and  Spaniards,  let  us  not  be  ashamed 
of  repeating  in  grateful  Terse  the  harsher  names  of  our  own 
land ;  Bilbuis,  renowned  for  its  mines  of  cruel  iron,  a  town 
which  surpasses  in 'this  respect  the  Chalybes  and  the  Norici ; 
Platea,  resounding  with  the  working  of  its  own  steel,  a^town 
which  the  river  Salo,  that  tempers  arms,  surrounds  with  shal- 
low but  unquiet  waters ;  Tutela ;  the  dances  of  Eixamse ;  the 
joyful  festivities  of  Cardua ;  Peterus,  red  with  intertwined 
roses;  ItigsB,  and  its  ancient  theatres  constructed  by  our 
ancestors  ;  the  Silai,  unerring  in  the  use  of  the  light  dart ; 
the  lakes  of  Turgontus  and  Perusia ;  the  pure  waters  of  the 
humble  Yetonissa ;  the  sacred  oak-grove  of  Buradon,  throug^h 
which  even  the  tired  traveller  walks ; '  and  the  fields  of  the 
vale  of  Vativesca,  which  Manlius  tilld  with  lusty  steers. 
Do  these  rough  names  excite  a  smile,  fastidious  reader? 
Smile,  if  you  please ;  I  prefer  them,  rough  as  they  are,  to 
Butnnti.^ 

Lucius,  thou  glory  of  thy  times, 

Who,  by  th'  enchantment  of  thy  rhymes. 

Nor  lett'st  old  Gaius  quit  the  field, 

Nor  Tagus'  praise  to  Arpi*8  yield  : 

By  bards,  'mid  Argiv«  cities  sprung. 

Be  Thebes  or  great  Mycense  sung ; 

Or  Rhodes  renown'd,  or  Leda*s  schools. 

Where  lustful  Lacedaemon  rules. 

From  Celts  and  bold  Iberians,  we 

Shall  twan^  the  stubborn  names  with  glee ; 

Nor  deem  it  shame,  in  duteous  verse, 

Parental  honours  to  rehearse. 

Be  thou,  my  Bilbilis,  proclaimed. 
For  might  of  savage  metal  famed. 
Nor  Cbalybs  nor  Noricians  try 
With  thy  superior  sons  to  vie. 
Hark !  how  thy  Platea's  blows  astound 
The  echoes,  with  her  iron-sound ! 
Her  Salo  locks,  the  lord  of  arms. 
With  gentle  grasp,  but  potent  charms. 

>  Palestrae,  wrestliDg-grounds,  called  Ledean  because  Castor  and  Pol* 
ins,  the  sons  of  Leda,  distinguished  themselves  in  athletic  exercises. 

'  In  allusion,  probably,  to  the  wrestling  and  running  of  girls  in  the 
gymnasia. 

'  Attracted  by  its  beauty  and  inTiting  shade. 

*  A  town  of  Apulia.    B.  ii.  Ep.  48. 


204  M1.BTI1.L*B 

Tutela,  come  ;  and  bring  alone 

The  Hixamars,  with  dance  and  Mng } 

The  Carduans,  with  their  festal  joys ; 

And  Peteros,  who  never  cloys, 

As  blushing  still  with  wattled  ro8&; 

And  Rige,  seat  of  ancient  shows. 

Silaans,  sure  with  slender  shaft ; 

Ye  ffladdest  lakes,  that  ever  laugh'd ! 

Both  Turgens  and  Petusia,  hear : 

Te  riUtf,  who,  ravishing  the  ear 

Of  little  Vetonissa,  rove  ; 

And  Baradon's  holm-hallow'd  grove, 

Where  Sloth  herself  would  ceaseless  stray, 

Nor  lose  her  patience,  or  her  way. 

But  never  shall  the  Muse  foreet 

The  winding  vales,  unequalVd  yet, 

That  Matinessa's  toil  endears 

To  Manlius,  by  her  sturdy  steers. 

Nice  reader,  at  each  rustic  name. 

Thy  stomach  stirrhig,  not  th^r  blame. 

Thou  lauffh'st ;  laimi  on :  still  be  they  mine. 

And  be  the  sweet  Bitunti  thine.  ElphintUm. 

LTL.     TO    GAB0ILIAKU8. 

Do  you  wish  me,  Gargilianus,  because  you  send  large  pre* 
sents  to  old  men  and  widows,  to  call  you  muninoent? 
There  is  nothing  on  earth  more  sordid  or  meaner  than  you 
are,  who  call  your  snares  gifts.  In  like  manner  ia  the 
guileful  hook  bountiful  to  fishes,  and  the  crafty  bait  a  boon 
to  the  silly  inhabitants  of  the  forests.  What  the  difference  is 
between  giving  liberally,  and  making  such  presents,  I  will 
teach  you,  if  you  do  not  know.  Make  them,  Gtirgilianus, 
to  me. 

Gifts  t^  old  rich  men  thou  send'st,  and  widows  all, 

Yet  would'st  be  thought,  Gargilian,  liberall. 

lliere  's  nought  more  sordid,  nought  more  base  than  thee. 

To  call  thy  snares  a  liberalitie. 

So  to  the  greedy  fish  the  hooke  is  kinde : 

Such  favour  beasts  from  cousening  bates  do  finde. 

But  wouldst  thou  know  true  liberalitie  ? 

I  'U  teach  thee  then  ;  bestow  thy  gifts  on  me.    May, 

Kich  presents,  to  old  men  and  widows  sent, 
You  hope  may  prove  you  are  munificent. 
What  can  your  sordid  baseness  more  declare, 
When  for  a  present  thus  you  send  a  snare  ? 


BOOK  IT.]  XPIORAJilS.  205 

Such  presents  makes  the  angler  to  the  trout : 
Such  presents  in  a  mouse-trap  are  set  ouL 
If  Tou  would  learn  what 's  generous  and  free, 
A  real  present  is  one  sent  to  me.  Hay 

LVII.      TO  FAUBTIKTIS. 

Whilst  I  am  detained  by  the  Toluptuous  waters  of  the 
attractiye  Lucrine  lake,  and  the  caves  warmed  with  fountains 
iBBiung  from  the  rocks  of  pumice-stone,  you,  Paustinus,  are 
dwelling  in  the  domain  of  the  Argive  colonists,^  whither  the 
twentieth  milestone  from  the  city  brings  you.  But  the 
brifltlr  chest  of  the  Nemsean  lion  ^  is  now  inflamed  with  heat, 
and  loaiiB  glows  with  more  than  its  own  warmth.  So,  then, 
farewell,  ye  sacred  fountains  and  grateful  shores,  the  home 
alike  of  Nymphs  and  of  Nereids !  In  the  cold  winter  you 
were  preferable  to  the  mountains  of  Hercules :  *  but  now  you 
must  yield  to  the  cool  shades  of  Tibur. 

While  near  the  Lucrine  lake,  consumed  to  death, 

I  draw  the  sultry  air,  and  gasp  for  breath, 

Where  streams  of  sulphur  raise  a  stifling  heat, 

And  through  the  pores  of  the  warm  pumice  sweat, 

You  taste  the  cooung  breeze,  where,  nearer  home. 

The  twentieth  pillar  marks  the  mile  from  Home : 

And  now  the  sun  to  the  bright  lion  turns. 

And  Baifle  with  redoubled  fury  bums ; 

Then,  briny  seas  and  tasteful  springs,  farewell, 

Where  fountain-nymphs  confused  with  Nereids  dwell ; 

In  winter  you  may  ail  the  world  despise. 

But  now  't  is  Tivoli  that  bears  the  prize.  Addison, 

LTIII.      TO   GALLA. 

You  lament  in  secret,  G-alla,  the  loss  of  your  husband ; 
you  are  ashamed,  Galla,  I  suppose,  to  weep  for  a  man. 

Thy  husband  lost,  thou  waiPst  in  gloom,  I  ween. 

Thou  blushest,  Galla,  to  make  sorrow  seen.     Elphimton. 

LIX.      OV  A  YIFEB  ENCLOSED  IK  AliBXB. 

Whilst  a  viper  was  crawling  on  the  weeping  boughs  of  the 

'  Tibnr,  bailt  by  GatOlus,  a  natire  of  Arg^s.   Hor.  Od.  ii.  6. 
*  The  constellation  Leo. 

'  The  hiUs  near  Tibur,  where  Hercules  was  worshipped.    See  B.  i 
Bp.  13. 


206  mabtial's 

Heliades,'  an  amber-drop  flowed  upon  the  reptile  as  it  lay  in 
its  way.  While  wondering  at  being  fettered  by  the  gummy 
exudation,  it  suddenly  grew  soiff,  immured  in  the  congealing 
mass.  Pride  not  thyself,  Cleopatra,  on  thy  royal  sepulchre ; 
for  a  viper  reposes  in  a  tomb  still  nobler. 

Creeping  among  the  boughs,  where  gums  doe  drop, 
The  flowing  amber  did  a  viper  stop : 
Amazed  awhile  how  in  that  dew  she  's  held, 
That  straight  tum'd  ice,  and  shee  in  it  congeal'd. 
Of  your  vast  shrine  bee  n%  Cleopatra,  proud. 
Since  vipers  now  are  nobler  tombs  allow'd. 

014  MS,  I6th  CknL 

As  'mong  the  poplar  boughs  a  viper  crawls. 

The  liamd  gum  upon  him  strug^gling  falls : 

With  orops  alone  while  wond'ring  to  be  held, 

He  straight  within  the  amber  was  conged'd. 

Then  of  thy  tomb,  proud  queen,  think  not  too  high : 

A  worm  far  nobler  here  entomb'd  doth  h'e.         Anon,  1695. 

LX.      ON  CT7EIATIUS. 

Let  us  in  the  summer  solstice  retire  to  Ardea  and  the  coun- 
try about  PsBstum,  and  to  the  tract  which  burns  under  the 
Cleon^Ban  constellation ;  ^  since  Curiatius  has  condemned  the 
air  of  Tivoli,  carried  off  as  he  was  to  the  Styx  notwithstand- 
ing its  much-lauded  waters.  From  no  place  can  you  shut 
out  fate:  when  death  comes,  Sardinia'  is  in  the  midst  of 
Tivoli  itself. 

When  Leo  rages  with  the  summer's  sun, 

From  pestilential  climates  never  nm ; 

Since,  in  the  wholesom'st  and  the  purest  air, 

The  destinies  Croatius  did  not  spare. 

When  thy  time's  come,  death  from  no  place  is  bound, 

Sardinia  m  the  midst  of  Tibiur  's  found.  Anon,  1695. 

LXI.      TO   liANCIKUS. 

A  little  while  ago,  Mancinus,  you  Joyfully  boasted  to  us, 
m  an  exulting  tone,  that  some  friend  of  yours  had  made  you  a 
present  of  two  hundred  thousand  sesterces.  Only  four  days 
ago,  as  we  were  talking  in  the  assembly-room  of  the  poets, 
you  told  us  that  your  doak,  which  had  cost  ten  thousand 

^  Daughters  of  the  sun;  sisters  of  Phaeton ;  who  were  metamorphosed 
into  poplars.    See  Bp.  25  and  32.  *  The  Constellation  £#o. 

>  Saidinia  was  thought  a  Tery  unhealthy  island. 


BOOK  IT.]  SPieEAJCS.  207 

Resterces,  was  the  gift  of  PompullA ;  you  swore  that  Bassa 
and  Ctelia  had  giyen  jou  a  real  sardonyx,  a  brilliant  opal, 
and  two  gems  green  as  the  waves  of  the  sea.  Yesteraay, 
when  you  suddenly  left  the  theatre  while  Pollio  was  singing, 
you  remarked,  as  you  ran  off,  that  three  hundred  thousand 
sesterces  had  just  come  to  you  by  a  legacy ;  this  morning 
you  spoke  of  another  hundred  thousand,  and  this  afternoon 
of  a  hundred  thousand  more.  What  extraordinary  injury 
IwTe  we,  your  companions,  wrought  you?  Haye  pity  on 
U8,  unfeeling  mortal,  and  at  length  hold  your  peace.  Or,  if 
your  tongue  cannot  be  silent,  tell  us  now  and  then  some- 
thing that  we  should  like  to  hear. 

Two  hundred  botintied  by  a  friend, 

Mancinus,  thou  didst  late  pretend. 

In  poets'  comer  proved  our  walk ; 

Pompilla's  present  was  thy  talk : 

Robes  worth  ten  thousand,  robes  so  fine ! 

The  sardonyx  with  treble  line, 

And  the  two  gems,  so  like  the  wave, 

Bassa,  thou  swor*st,  and  Cslia  ffave. 

Last  ni^ht,  while  charming  Pollio  sung. 

Succession  shook  thy  flippant  tongue. 

No  theatre  thy  foot  could  stay ; 

Three  hundrea  fell  that  very  day ; 

And  one  at  mom,  and  one  since  noon. 

Have  mercy  on  us,  vile  buffoon. 

From  thy  poor  friends  what  canst  thou  dread. 

That  with  thy  wealth  thou  strik*st  them  dead  ? 

Or  if  thy  dack  can  never  tire. 

Say,  sometimes,  what  thy  friends  desire.      Elphinstan. 

Lxn.    on  LYOoms. 

Swarthy  Lycoris  has  left  Bome  for  Tivoli,  sacrea  to  Her- 
cules;   for   she  imagines  that  everybody  becomes  white 

there.^ 

To  heights  Herculean  Lyco  would  repair, 

Assured  that  ev'ry  black  was  whiten'a  there.    Elphinston. 

Lnil.      OK    C^EELLIA. 

While  Gfl&rellia,  the  mother  of  a  family,  was  sailing  from 
Bauli  to  BaiiB,  she  perished,  drowned  by  the  malice  of  the 
raging  flood.   What  glory  have  ye  lost,  ye  waters !    Such  a 

1  As  it  was  a  cooler  place  than  Rome,  and  people  were  thought  to  ha 
I^9s  scorched  by  the  sun  in  it. 


208  1LLBTIAL*8 

monBtroufl  catastrophe  ye  did  not  of  old  allow  to  Nero,  eves 
though  commanded  to  do  so.' 

From  Baulian,  while  she  seeks  the  Baian  coast ; 

A  mother  's  murder'd  by  the  maddinff  main. 
No  more,  ye  waves,  your  wonted  glory  boast : 

Such  horror  once  a  Nero  begg*d  in  vain.        JSlphtnsion, 

LXIT.      OK   THE    GABDEN8   OF   JULIUS   MABTIJLLIS. 

On  the  long  ridge  of  the  Janiculan  Hill  lie  the  few  acres 
belonging  to  Julius  Martialis;  land  more  blessed  than  the 
gardens  of  the  Hesperides.  Secluded  retreats  are  spread 
over  the  hills,  and  the  smooth  summit,  with  gentle  un- 
dulations, enjoys  a  cloudless  sky,  and,  while  a  mist  covers 
the  hollow  Valleys,  shines  conspicuous  in  a  light  all  its  own. 
The  graceful  turrets  of  a  lofty  villa  rise  gently  towards  the 
stars.  Hence  you  may  see  the  seven  hills,  rulers  of  the  world, 
and  contemplate  the  whole  extent  of  Borne,  as  well  as  the 
heights  of  Alba  and  Tusculum,  and  every  cool  retreat  that 
lies  in  the  suburbs,  with  old  Fidenss  and  little  Bubra,  and  the 
fruit-bearing  grove  of  Anna  Perenna,  which  delights  in  vir- 
gins' blood.*  Thence  may  be  seen  the  traveller  on  the  Flami- 
nian  and  Salarian  roads,  while  his  carriage  is  unheard,  so  that 
its  wheels  are  no  interruption  to  gentle  sleep ;  neither  is  it 
broken  by  the  cry  of  the  boatswain,  or  the  noise  of  hawsers, 
although  the  Mulvian  bridge  is  near,  and  ships  are  seen  glid- 
ing swifllv  along  the  sacred  Tiber.  This  country  box,  but 
which  ought  rather  to  be  called  mansion,  is  rendered  addition- 
ally agreeable  by  the  welcome  of  its  owner ;  you  will  imagine 
it  to  be  your  own;  so  ungrudgingly,  so  liberally,  is  it  thrown 
open  to  you,  and  with  such  refined  hospitality.  You  would 
deem  it  the  pious  abode  of  Alcinous,  or  of  Molorchus  re- 
cently made  rich.'  You  now,  who  think  all  these  attrac- 
tions insignificant,  cultivate  with  a  hundred  spades  cool 

^  Nero  had  contrived  that  his  mother  should  be  shipwrecked  on  the 
voya^  to  Bauli,  but  the  project  did  not  succeed.  By  drowning  Cnrellis, 
the  waters  lost  the  honour  which  they  had  gained  by  sparing  Agrippina. 

s  Quod  virginw  cruore  gavdet.  Whether  it  is  meant  that  virgins  were 
in  old  times  sacrificed  there,  is  uncertain.  Such  sacrifices  to  Anna 
Perenna  are  nowhere  else  mentioned. 

*  Molorchus  was  a  shepherd  worshipped  for  having  entertained  Her- 
cules when  he  was  seeking  the  Nemsan  lion.  He  is  said  to  have  been 
recently  made  rich,  because  Domitian  had  built  a  temple  to  him  near 
that  of  Hercules. 


BOOK   IT.]  £PIGBAMS.  209 

Tiyoli  or  Prsneste,  and  give  the  slopes  of  Setia  to  one  single 
husbandman ;  whilst  I,  for  mj  part,  prefer  to  all  your  pos- 
■essions  the  few  acres  of  Julius  Martialis. 

Martiall's  few  acres  pleasanter 
Than  the  Hesperian  gardens  are  : 
Along  the  tidse  of  hills  which  crooke 
With  many  a  large  and  hollow  nooke, 
The  topp,  with  little  swelling  there, 
Yett  pla^ne,  enjoys  a  sky  more  cleare ; 
And  whilst  foggs  spread  the  winding  vales, 
There  only  lightsome  ayre  ne'er  fayles ; 
And  gentler  stars  with  happyness 
This  little  lofty  villaffe  bless, 
Whence  the  sev'n  hills  distinctly  wee, 
And  the  world's  lord,  great  Rome,  do  see ; 
The  Tusculan  and  Alban  mount, 
And  the  suburban  springs  may  count ; 
The  old  Fidene,  Kubra's  short  bounds, 
Perenna*s  ap{)le-bearing  grounds, 
Wliich  mucn  in  virgin  blood  delight. 
There  in  the  highways  to  our  sight 
The  whirling  chariots  oft  appeare ; 
Butt  their  sound  cannot  reach  our  eare. 
To  break  soft  sleepes,  nor  joyned  voyce 
Of  seamen  or  the  boatemen's  noyse. 
Though  by  the  Milvian  bridge  so  nigh 
On  Tiber's  flood  the  ships  sayle  by. 
This  lovely  farme,  or  ratner  seate. 
Its  master's  bounty  makes  compleate ; 
With  courteous  frankeness  still  t  is  showne. 
So  ope  to  guests  they  'd  thinke  't  their  owne. 
It 's  like  the  howse  o'  th'  king  or  swayne. 
Who  heroes  once  did  entertayne. 

You  now  who  all  too  little  count 
Cold  Tiber  or  Praeneste,  or  Mount 
Setia  (which  hundred  teemes  can*  t  plow). 
May  all  unto  their  Fame  allow ; 
Whilst  Martiall's  acres  I  prefer. 
Fewer,  'tis  true,  but  pleasanter.       Old  MS,  I6th  Cent 

LXT.      OK   PHIL^KIS. 

PhiUBnis  is  always  weeping  with  one  eye.  Do  you  ask  how 
that  can  be  ?  She  has  but  one. 

With  but  one  eye  Philsnis  weeps.     How  done 

If  you  inqvdre,  know  she  hath  got  but  one.         Wright 


210  mabtial's 

xxti.    to  linus. 

Tou  have  always  led  the  life,  Linus,  of  a  country  gentle- 
man ;  an  existence  than  which  none  can  he  more  inexpen- 
sive. It  was  only  on  the  ides,  and  occasionally  on  the  kalendn 
of  the  month,^  that  you  put  on  your  toga ;  and  one  rohe  of 
ceremony  lasted  you  ten  summers.  The  forest  sent  you  wild 
boars,  and  the  field  sent  you  hares,  without  cost ;  the  well- 
searched  wood  gave  you  ^at  thrushes.  The  fish  came  easily 
snatched  from  the  watery  pool ;  and  the  red  cask  poured  forth 
wines  of  native  growth.  No  attendant  of  G-recian  birth  stood 
at  your  orders,  but  a  rustic  assemblage  from  the  farm.  As 
often  as  your  amorous  fancies  were  warmed  and  excited  by 
wine,  the  housekeeper,  or  the  wife  of  your  hardy  labourer, 
sufficed  to  appease  them.  Fire  hurt  not  your  house,  nor  Siriu.8 
your  lands  :  no  ship  of  yours  was  ever  sunk  in  the  deep ;  nor 
is  any  one  now  at  sea.  In  your  house  dice  never  supplanted 
the  quiet  tali  ;^  but  all  your  stake  was  a  few  nuts.  Tell  us, 
then,  where  is  the  million  sesterces  which  your  parsimonious 
mother  left  you.  Nowhere.  You  have  accomplished  a  diffi- 
cult thing,  Linus. 

Your  life  has  ever  in  the  country  been 

And  in  a  way  that  nothing  was  so  mean. 

Scarce  at  a  wedding  a  new  bob  did  wear : 

Your  coat  an  old  acquaintance  of  ten  year. 

From  your  estate  your  pork  and  venison  came  : 

Your  ponds  supplied  your  fish,  your  woods  your  game. 

And  not  a  glass  of  wme  throughout  the  year ; 

Your  cellar  stock'd  with  only  your  own  beer. 

No  French  valet  appeared  in  spruce  attire : 

Only  John  trots  about  your  kitchen  fire. 

You  ne'er  had  drunken  frolic  in  your  life, 

That  ever  aim'd  above  a  farmer's  wife. 

No  loss  by  fire,  or  by  tempestuous  skies. 

Of  ships,  insurance,  freight,  or  merchandise. 

You  never  pla/d  or  ventured  deep  at  White's : 

llie  most  was  shilling  whist  on  winter  nights. 

How  is  your  mother's  vast  estate  run  out  r 

You  've  brought  a  most  surprising  thing  about !      Say, 

LXVII.      TO   PBATOB. 

The  poor  Gaums  begged  of  Praetor  a  hundred  thousand 

^  Days  of  public  business,  ceremuny,  and  sacrifices. 
'  Bon«9,  with  which  childrf^n  and  country  people  played. 


BOOK    IT.J  EPI0BAM8.  211 

aenterces,  well  known  to  him  as  he  was  by  long-standing 
friendship,  and  told  him  that  he  wanted  that  sum  alone 
to  add  to  his  three  hundred  thousand,  to  qualify  him,  as  a 
full  knight,  to  applaud  the  emperor.*  Says  Pr»tor ;  "  You 
know,  I  shall  have  to  give  a  sum  of  money  to  Scorpus  and 
Thallus  i^  and  would  that  I  had  only  a  hundred  thousand 
sesterces  to  give  them ! "  Ah !  shame,  shame  on  your  un- 
grateful coffers,  filled  to  no  good  purpose !  That  which  you 
refuse  to  a  knight,  Praetor,  will  you  bestow  upon  a  horse  P 

Oaarus,  in  'a  need,  did  of  the  Frsetor  pray 
A  hundred  pound,  grown  in  his  frienOBhip  my : 
And  said,  that  sum  would  give  him  a  just  nght 
To  all  the  honours  of  a  Roman  knight. 
But  he  reply*d :  "  An  hundred  pound  I  use 
r  th'  race  to  spend,  nor  this  will  me  excuse." 
/Ah,  shames  it  not,  ingrate,  thy  friend  to  slight? 
y    To  give  a  horse  what  thou  deny'st  a  knight  P 

temp  ^''^-  1^^^- 

LXTIII.      TO    BEXTUS. 

You  invite  me  to  a  dinner  that  costs  but  a  hundred  farth- 
ings, while  you  yourself  dine  magnificently.  Am  I  invited  to 
dine  with  you,  Sextus,  or  to  envy  you  ? 

My  mess  cost  cheap,  thine  the  profusest  sum ; 

To  sup,  not  envy,  oextus,  I  did  come.  Anon,  1695, 

LXIX.     TO   PAMPHILUS. 

You  always,  it  is  true,  Famphilus,  place  Setine  wine,  or 
Massic,  on  table ;  but  rumour  says  that  they  are  not  so  pure 
as  they  ought  to  be.  You  are  reported  to  have  been  four 
times  made  a  widower  by  the  aid  of  vour  goblet.  I  do  not 
think  this,  or  believe  it,  ramphilus  ;  but  I  am  not  thirsty. 

Pure  Massic  wine  thou  dost  not  only  drink, 

But  giv'st  thy  sueats :  though  some  this  do  not  think. 

Four  wives,  t  is  said,  thy  flagon  caused  to  die ; 

This  I  believe  not,  yet  not  thurst  to  try.        Anon.  1695. 

With  the  best  wines  of  France  you  entertain : 
Yet  that  your  wine  is  bad  the  world  complain : 
That  you  have  lost  four  wives  by  it;  but  1 
Neither  believe  it,  sir, — ^nor  am  a-dry.  Hay, 

^  To  sit  in  the  theatre  in  the  seats  appointed  for  the  knights ;  an  order 
to  which  no  one  was  admitted  who  had  not  a  fortune  of  at  least  four 
aundred  thousand  sesterces.  ^  Names  of  charioteers. 

p  2 


212  Mi^BTIAL's 

LXX.     TO   MABULLINUS. 

The  father  of  Ammianus,  when  dying,  left  him  by  hia  will 
nothing  but  a  dry  halter.  Who  would  have  thought  it  pos- 
sible, Marullinus,  that  Ammianus  could  have  been  made  to 
wish  his  father  still  alive  ? 

Jack's  fkther  's  dead :  and  left  him  without  hope : 

For  he  hath  nothing  left  him,  but  a  rope. 

By  a  strange  turn  did  fortune  thus  contrive 

To  make  Jack  wish  his  father  were  alive.         Hay* 

LXXI.     TO   SAFBONIUB   BXTFTJB. 

I  have  been  long  seeking,  Sa&onius  Eufus,  througbout  the 
city,  for  a  maiden  that  says  No :  but  not  one  says  No.  Just 
as  if  it  were  not  rigbt,  as  if  it  were  disgraceful,  as  if  it  were 
prohibited,  No  maiden  says  No.  Is  there  then  no  maiden 
chaste  P  There  are  a  thousand.  What  then  does  t^  chaste 
one  do  ?  She  does  not  say  Yes,  certainly,  but  still  sfife^oes 
not  say  No.  anions 

Long  have  I  searched,  my  Soph,  the  town, 

To  mid  a  damsel  that  would  frown. 

But  not  a  damsel  will  deny, 

As  if  a  shame  't  were  to  be  shy ; 

As  if  a  sin,  will  no  one  dare : 

I  see  not  one  denying  fair. 

''  Then  of  the  fair  is  no  one  chaste  P  " 

A  thousand.  Soph :  you  urge  in  haste. 

"  What  does  the  chaste  P    Enlarge  my  views." 

She  does  not  grant,  nor  yet  refuse.  Blphintion, 

LXXII.     TO   QUINTrB. 

You  beg  me,  Quintus,  to  present  you  my  works.  I  have 
not  a  copy,  but  the  bookseller  Trypho  has.  "Am  I  going 
to  give  money  for  trifles,"  you  say,  "and  buy  your  verses 
while  in  my  sober  senses  P  I  shall  not  do  anything  so  ridi- 
culous."  Nor  shall  I. 

You  ask  me  for  my  books  of  poems  still : 
I  have  not  one ;  but  Dodsleyk  siiop  they  filL 
"  Mliat !  spend  my  money !  and  such  tnfles  buy ! 
I  am  not  such  a  fool,**  say  you : — nor  L  Kw, 

LTXTTI.     ON   TESTINUS. 

When  Vestinus,  overcome  with  disease,  was  at  his  last  hour, 
and  just  on  the  point  of  crossing  the  Stygian  waters,  he 


BOOK   IT.]  SFIOBAMS.  213 

pnjed  to  the  sisters  who  were  spiiming  his  last  threads  that 
thej  would  bring  their  dark  twine  to  an  end  with  little  delay. 
"While,  dead  for  himself,  he  lived  a  few  moments  for  his  dear 
firiends,  such  affectionate  prayers  moved  the  stem  jfoddesses. 
Then,  having  divided  his  great  wealth,  he  retired  j&om  the 
light  of  day,  feeling,  after  this  was  done,  that  he  died  an  old 
man. 

When  on  time's  precipice  Allworthy  stood, 

Ready  to  launch  mto  th'  eternal  flood. 

The  cruel  fates  addressing  thus  he  said, 

**  Ye  goddesses,  one  moment  spare  my  thread : 

Lost  mough  I  am,  let  friends  my  bounty  prove." 

His  pious  prayers  the  rigid  sisters  move. 

He  his  vast  wealth  divides ;  then  quits  the  stage ; 

And  in  that  moment  lived  a  Nestor's  age.  Smjf. 

LXXIY.     TO    OJBSAB,   OK   SOKE    DOES  JtlGRTUSQ, 

Do  you  see  what  fierce  combats  the  unwarlike  does  at- 
tempt^ and  how  great  rage  there  is  in  these  timid  animab  P 
They  bum  to  rush  together  upon  death  with  their  narrow 
brows.    Do  you  desire  to  spare  the  does,  Csosar  ?   Let  the 
j     hounds  loose  upon  them. 

I  See  how  the  tim*rous  herd  in  fight  engage ! 

f  How  fearful  deer  express  the  fiercest  rage ! 

Death  from  themselves  they  are  not  seen  to  fear! 
I  Cnsar,  set  on  the  dogs,  to  save  the  deer.      Anon,  1695. 

LXXV.     TO  KiaBIKA. 

i 

O  Nigrina,  happy  in  thy  beauty  of  soul,  happy  in  thy 
oonBort,   chief  glory  of  the  daughters-in-law  of  Latium, 

delights  thee  to  share  with  thy  hiisband  the  wealth  inhe- 
.  rited  from  thy  father,  rejoicing  to  associate  and  participate 
}  with  him  in  all  things.  Though  Evadne  may  have  cast  herself 
upon  the  funeral  pyre  of  her  husband,  and  have  been  burned ; 
and  though  a  fame  in  no  respect  inferior  exalt  Alcestis  to  the 
Stan ;  thou  hast  done  better ;  thou  hast  gained,  by  visible 
evidence,  such  reputation  for  affection,  that  thy  love  needs 

»t  to  be  attestea  by  death. 


^1 


Blest  in  thy  spirit,  in  thy  husband  blest, 
O  thou  of  wives  most  honoured,  and  the  best ; 
Who  your  whole  fortune  to  your  consort  spare ; 
And  know  no  joy  in  which  he  bears  no  sharei 


214  M^BTIAL*B 

Evadne  died  in  her  lord's  funeral  flame  ; 

Nor  less  immortal  is  Alcestis'  name ; 

Yet  less  did  they,  when  they  resigned  their  breath : 

Late  is  the  proof  of  love,  when  alter  death.   ,         JJay. 

Blest  in  yourself  and  in  your  husband  too. 

The  mirror  of  our  Koman  dames  are  you, 

Nigrina,  that  so  generously  impart 

Your  fortune  where  you  wisely  gave  your  heart 

£vadne  and  Alcestis  we  admire, 

Who  martyrs  of  chaste  wedlock  did  expire : 

Whereas  in  life  your  merits  shine  so  clear, 

You  need  not  die  to  make  your  love  appear.        Anon, 

LXXTI.     TO  JlS  AYABICIOUS  FBIKND. 

You  have  sent  me  six  thousand  sesterces,  when  I  asked  jou 
for  twelve :  to  obtain  twelve,  I  must  ask  you  for  twentj-four. 

I  ask'd  twelve  thousand  sesterces  ;  six  vou  gave ; 
Henceforth  1 11  double  asli  what  I  would  have.      Wright, 

Ten  pound  I  beg&;^d ;  with  half  thou  didst  me  speed : 
Next  time  1 11  ask  thee  twice  what  I  have  need. 

Anno,  1095. 

LZXYII.     ON   ZOILUS,  AN  XKTIOUB  HAK. 

I  have  never  hitherto  asked  riches  of  the  gods,  being  con- 
tent with  moderate  enjoyments,  and  happj  in  what  I  possess. 
—But  now,  poverty,  I  vrish  you  (pray  excuse  me)  to  re- 
tire. What  IS  the  cause  of  this  new  and  sudden  prayer  ?  I 
long  to  see  Zoilus  bang  himself. 

I  ne'er  begg'd  riches  irom  the  gods  before. 

Well  pleas'd  with  what  I  had,  and  to  be  poor : 

But,  want,  now  fet  thee  hence :  Heav'n  grant  me  store. 

Whence  comes  this  sudden  new  desire  of  pelf  ? 

I  'd  fain  see  envious  Zoilus  hang  himself.        Anon,  1695. 

I  never  did  the  gods  importune, 

To  grant  to  me  a  monstrous  fortune ; 

Contented  with  my  UtUe  store : 

But  now  I  own  I  wish  for  more. 

Whence  comes  this  sudden  love  of  pelf  ? 

That  Zoilus  may  hang  himself.  May, 

LilVill.     TO   AFEB. 

Although  you  have  seen  sixty  harvests  gathered  in,  and 
your  face  glistens  with  many  a  white  hair,  you  run  hither 
and  thither  wildly  throughout   the  city,  and  there  ia  no 


BOOK    IT.]  EFIOBAMS.  2l5 

great  man's  chair  to  which  you  do  not  every  morning  asai* 
duously  pay  your  respects.  Without  you  uo  tribune  is  allow* 
ed  to  leave  his  house,  nor  is  either  of  the  consuls  excused  from 
your  dutiful  attendance  upon  him.  Ten  times  a  day  you  I'e- 
turn  to  the  palace  on  the  sacred  hill,  and  talk  unceasingly  of 
your  friends  Sigerius  and  Farthenius.  Let  young  men  act 
thus — but  than  an  officious  old  man,  Afer,  there  is  nothing 
more  offensive. 

Thrice  twenty  years  you  *ve  seen  your  ^prass  made  hay ; 

Your  eyebrows  too  proclaim  your  hair  is  grey : 

Yet  through  all  quarters  of  the  town  you  run ; 

At  eveiy  ball,  and  levee,  you  make  one. 

No  great  man  stirs,  but  you  are  at  his  heels ; 

And  never  fail  both  them  who  have  the  seals. 

You  never  miss  St  James*s ;  ever  chat 

Of  Lord  or  Bishop  this,  or  General  tliat. 

To  youth  leave  tnfles :  have  you  not  been  told, 

That  of  all  fools  no  fool  is  like  the  old  ?  -^<'.y> 

LXXIX.     TO   MATHO. 

You  were  constantly,  Matho,  a  guest  at  my  villa  at  Tivoli. 
Now  you  buy  it. — I  have  deceived  you ;  I  have  merely  sold 
you  what  was  already  your  own. 

So  constant  ffuest  unto  my  farm  ye  're  known. 

You  buying  it,  I  cheat,  and  sell  your  own.         WrighL 

You  still  were  welcome  at  my  country  seat 

You  buy  it    It  was  yours  before. — You  're  bit.    Anon. 

LXXX.     TO   MABO. 

You  declaim,  Maro,  when  you  are  ill  with  a  fever.  If  you 
are  ignorant  that  this  is  frenzy,  you  are  not  in  your  right 
senses,  friend  Maro.  You  declaim  when  out  of  order ;  you 
declaim  while  a  victim  to  the  semitertian  ague.  If  you  cannot 
excite  perspiration  by  any  other  means,  wdl  and  good.  '^  Oh ! 
but  it  18  a  great  thing  to  do."  You  are  mistaken;  when  fever 
is  burning  your  vitals,  the  great  thing  is  to  be  quiet,  Maro. 

Though  fever-struck,  thou  plead'st  stiU.     Dost  nott  know 

This  madness  is  P    That  doth  thy  madness  show. 

Sick  of  an  ague,  still  you  bawle  i'  th'  court ; 

If 't  bee  to  make  you  sweat,  y*  have  reason  for't. 

T  18  much  to  speake  (you  11  say),  when  fires  like  these 

The  entrails  bum. — No ;  much  to  hold  one's  peace. 

Old  MS.  l^th  Cvnt 


216  MAUTIAT.'S 

LXXXI.     ON  fABTJLLA. 

When  Fabulla  had  read  that  epigram  of  mine,  in  which  X 
complain  that  no  maiden  says  No,  she,  although  asked  once, 
twice,  and  thrice,  disregarded  the  prayers  of  her  lover.  Now, 
l^^abulla,  say  Yes :  I  advised  you  to  say  No,  but  not  to  say- 
No  for  ever. 

When  FabuUa  heard  the  strain. 

Where  the  poet  dares  to  plain 

That  no  damsel  will  deny ; 

Once,  nay  twice  or  thrice,  the  sigh 

Of  her  lover  she  despised  : 

Now,  FabuUa,  be  advised, 

Yield  a  promise,  and  be  clever : 

Do  deny ;  but  not  for  ever.  ElphinsUm* 

LXXXII.     TO   BUFTJS,   WITH  TWO  BOOKS   OF  EPIGBAMS 

FOB  VENULEIUS. 

Becommend  also,  Bufus,  these  little  books  of  mine  to  Ye- 
nuleius,  and  beg  him  to  grant  me  some  few  moments  of  his 
leisure,  and,  forgetting  awhile  his  cares  and  occupations,  to 
examine  my  trifles  with  indulgent  ear.  But  let  him  not  read 
them  after  either  his  first  or  his  last  glass,  but  when  Bacchus 
is  in  his  glory,  and  delights  to  witness  convivial  excitement. 
If  it  be  too  much  to  read  two  volumes,  let  him  roll  up  one 
of  them ;  and  the  task,  thus  divided,  will  seem  shorter. 

These,  Bufus,  to  our  Venuleius  commend ; 
And  bee  him  a  moment  with  me  to  unbend. 
Forget  he  must  totally  cares  and  designs. 
Not  critic  severely  my  libertine  lines. 
Nor  let  him  read  after  the  first  or  last  cup. 
But  when  middle  Bacchus  bids  spirits  be  up. 
If  two  be  too  much,  double  one  parcel  down ; 
So  half,  perhaps,  better  the  pleasure  will  crown. 

JElphinsUm, 

LXXXIII.     TO   N^VOLUS. 

When  you  are  devoid  of  care,  Nasvolus,  nobody  is  more 
disagreeable  than  you ;  when  you  are  in  trouble,  N»volus, 
nobody  is  more  pleasing.  When  devoid  of  care  you  answer 
nobody's  salutation,  you  look  down  on  every  one,  you  seem 
to  think  every  one  a  slave,  and  no  man  living  worthy  of 
your  regard.  When  you  are  in  trouble,  you  make  presents 
to  one  person,  you  pay  your  respects  to  another  as  your  lord 


BOOK  IT.]  EPIQBAM8.  217 

and  patron,  and  invite  everybody  to  your  house.    Pray  be 
always,  Nsevolus,  in  trouble. 

Nothing  more  insolent  than  you  in  place ; 

And  nothing  more  obliging  in  disgrace. 

In  place,  you  bow  to  none ;  scorn  every  soul : 

"  Tnis  fellow  is  a  scrub ;  and  that  is  dull." 

T  is  "  dine  with  me ; "  "  your  servant !  **  in  disgrace : 

Is  it  then  proper  you  should  have  a  place  P  Say. 

LXXXIV.     OK  IHAIS. 

There  is  no  one  among  the  people,  or  in  the  whole  town, 
who  will  assert  that  Thais  has  granted  him  favours,  although 
many  desire  and  entreat  them.  Is  Thais  then,  I  ask,  so  pure  ? 
By  no  means ;  she  has  an  evil  tongue. 

LXXIT.     TO   PONTIOTTS. 

We  drink  out  of  glaro,  Ponticus;  you,  out  of  porcelain.^ 
Why  ?  Lest  a  transparent  vessel  should  betray  the  better 
quality  of  your  wine. 

We  drink  in  glass,  but  you  in  stone ;  and  why  ? 

Lest  clear  glass  should  your  better  wine  descry.     Wright 

Thy  cup 's  of  china,  ours  of  glass.    Why  so  ? 

That  we  thy  sordid  usage  may  not  know : 

One  glass  two  sorts  of  wine  would  plainly  show. 

Anon.  1695. 

LXXZTI.     TO  HIS   BOOK,   SEKT  TO  APOLLIKABIS. 

If  thou  wishest  to  be  approved  by  Attic  ears,  I  exhort 
and  advise  thee,  my  little  book,  to  please  the  learned  Apol- 
linaris.'  No  one  is  more  acute  than  he,  or  more  learned, 
nor  is  any  one  more  candid  or  more  indulgent.  K  he  shall 
receive  thee  to  his  heart,  and  repeat  thee  with  his  lips,  thou 
wilt  neither  have  to  dread  the  sneers  of  the  malignant,  nor 
wilt  thou  furnish  parchment  coverings  for  anchovies.  If  he 
shall  condemn  thee,  thou  mayst  run  forthwith  to  the  stalls  of 
the  salt-meat  sellers,  to  have  thy  back  scribbled  upon  by  their 

boys.' 

Wouldst  thou,  by  Attic  taste  approved. 
By  all  be  read,  by  all  be  loved, 

■  Literally  Murrhine  toare,  made  of  flaor  spar.      '  See  B.  vii.  Ep.  26. 

'  Supposed  to  mean,  who  may  improye  themselyes  in  writing,  hy  prac- 
tising on  the  back  of  the  parchment ;  or  who,  after  wrapping  up  the  fish 
in  it,  might  inscribe  prices,  or  the  addresses  of  customen,  on  it 


218  MABTIAL*S 

To  learned  Harris'  curious  eye, 

By  me  advised,  dear  Muse,  apply. 

In  him  the  learned  judge  you  '11  find* 

In  him  the  candid  mend  and  kind. 

If  he  repeats,  if  he  approves, 

If  he  the  laughing  muscles  moves. 

Thou  nor  the  critic's  sneer  shalt  mind, 

Nor  be  to  pies  or  tnmks  consigned. 

If  he  condemns,  away  you  fly, 

And  mount  in  paper  kites  the  sky. 

Or,  dead,  'mong  Grub-streef  s  records  lie. 

Dr  HoaiBey,  Addressed  to  the  author  of  Serm^s. 

LIIXVII.     TO  FABULLUS. 

Your  wife  Bassa,  Fabullus,  has  always  a  child  at  her  side, 
which  she  calls  her  delight  and  her  darling.  And,  that  Jou 
may  have  the  greater  cause  for  wonder,  she  is  not  at  all  fond 
of  children.  What  is  her  reason,  then  ?  She  is  troubled 
with  wind. 

Bassa,  a  little  child  has  ever  near. 
Which  she  does  call  her  playfellow  and  dear : 
For  such  yet  cares  not,  it  you  '11  credit  fame. 
How  then  ?  She's  rude,  and  the  child  bears  the  blame. 

Anm,  1695. 
Thy  Bassa,  Fabullus,  a  child  bears  about. 

On  whom  she  strives  eVry  sweet  name  to  bestow : 
Before  made  she  never  with  children  a  rout : 

Some  'scapes  she  may  blushless  on  innocence  throw. 

ElphvMton. 

LXXXVin.     TO   OITB  WHO   DID  KOT   AGKNOWLXDOB  THE 
RECEIPT   OF   3IABTIAL*S   PRESENT. 

You  have  sent  me  nothing  in  return  for  my  little 
gift,  and  five  of  the  days  of  the  Saturnalia  are  passed. 
Thus  neither  have  six  scruples  of  Septician  silver^  been  sent  to 
me,  nor  a  table-cloth,  fit  present  for  a  complaining  client, 
nor  a  jar  red  with  the  blood  of  the  Antipolitan  tunny,  nor 
one  containing  small  prunes,  nor  a  little  basket  of  wrmkled 
Ficenian  olives,  so  as  to  enable  you  to  say  that  you  have  not 
forgotten  me.  You  may  deceive  others  by  your  words  and 
your  smiling  countenance ;  to  me  you  wiU  be  henceforth  an 
unmasked  deceiver. 

For  the  little  boon  that  went, 
You,  regardless,  nothing  sent : 

^  See  note  on  B.  viii.  £p.  71* 


BOOiC   IT.]  £PIGBA^S.  219 

And,  what  heightens  mj  amaze, 

Five  haa  Saturn  seen  his  days. 

Scruples  one  of  Sept/s  name, 

Nor  a  cloth  from  chent  came ; 

Not  a  jar  so  sweetly  red 

With  the  blood  poor  tunny  shed : 

Nor  the  texture  of  the  twies ; 

Frauffht  with  tiny  Coctan  figs, 

Nor  me  wisely  wattled  frail, 

With  Picenian  wrinkles  pale : 

lliat  you  should  prefer  the  plea, 

You  had  once  remember*d  me. 

Others,  then,  you  may  beguile 

With  your  silken  words  and  smile : 

You  to  me  haye  shown  your  plan ; 

So  are  half  an  honest  man.  JElphinslon. 

LXXXIX.     TO   HIB  BOOK. 

Enough,  enoiigh!  little  book!  we  have  already  reached 
the  end  of  the  parchment.  You  would  still  go  on,  and  add 
to  your  bulk,  and  cannot  confine  yourself  within  due  limits ; 
just  as  if  you  had  not  done  enough,  when  you  had  com- 
pleted the  first  ])age.  The  reader  is  now  quite  querul- 
ous, and  out  of  patience ;  the  librarius^  himself  now  cries  out, 
'^  Enough,  enough,  little  book." 

Oh,  't  is  enough,  it  is  enough,  my  book  ^ 

Upon  the  utmost  page  thou  now  dost  look. 

Would'st  thou  swell  further  yet?  yet  larger  be  ? 

Not  leave  thy  paragraphs  and  margins  free  ? 

As  if  to  some  known  period  thou  didst  tend. 

When  ev*ry  epigram  may  be  thy  end. 

Header  and  printer  tired,  no  more  can  brook ; 

T  is  time  thyself  pronounce  the  last  line  strook. 

Oh,  't  is  enough,  oh,  't  is  enough,  my  book.    Anon.  1G95. 

>  Lihrarius  may  be  either  librarian,  bookseller,  or  transcriber. 


220  lUBTIAI.*! 


BOOK  V. 


I.     TO   DOMITIAK,  WITH  THE  AXTTHOB'S  BOOK. 

This  offering,  O  Caesar,  whether  thou  art  residing  upon  the 
Siills  of  Palladian  Alba,  and  looking  thence  on  the  one  side 
upon  the  temple  of  Diana,  and  on  the  other  upon  the  waters  of 
Thetis, — or  whether  the  truth-telling  sisters  are  learning  thy 
oracular  responses,^  where  the  smooth  waters  of  the  straits 
bathe  the  suburban  meadows;  or  whether  the  nurse  of 
^neas,^  or  the  daughter  of  the  Sun,'  or  Anxur,  white  with 
health-giyin^  waters,  attracts  thee  ; — this  offering  I  send  to 
thee,  auspicious  support  and  protection  of  our  empire,  by 
whose  continued  preservation  we  believe  that  Jupiter  shows 
his  gratitude.^  Do  thou  but  receive  it ;  I  will  imagine  that 
thou  hast  read  it,  and  proudly  indulge  in  GuQic  ^  credulity. 

Whether  i'  th'  Alban  Mount  thy  station  be, 

Where  thou  the  prospect  hast,  on  one  side,  sea, 

Diana's  Grove  on  th'  other ;  or  before 

This,  if  Caieta's  bay  delight  thee  more, 

The  hill  named  from  the  daughter  of  the  sun, 

Or  where  the  Anxur's  wholesome  streams  do  run. 

O  health  and  safety  of  the  public  state ! 
Whose  evUs,  as  our  own,  we  deprecate ; 
And  whom,  when  prosperous  and  we  happy  see, 
Grateful  we  then  believe  the  gods  to  be. 
Receive  this  little  book  I  to  thee  send. 
Only  a  ffracious  hand  vouchsafe  f  extend ; 
1 11  think  thou  read'st  it,  though  thou  cast  it  by, 
Pleased  with  a  Gallic,  rude  credulity.  Anon.  1695. 

*  Whether  thou  art  residing  at  Antium,  where  Fortune  was  worshipped 
under  the  form  of  two  sisters,  representing  good  and  evil  fortune. 

^  Caieta,  so  called  from  the  nurse  of  iBneas,  said  to  have  been  buried 
there. 
^  Oirceii,  which  had  its  name  from  Oirce. 

*  For  the  restoration  of  the  Capitol  after  it  had  been  destroyed  by  fire. 
Suetonius,  Domit  c.  5.    Comp.  B.  vii.  £p.  59. 

^  The  Gauls  had  the  character,  among  the  Romans,  of  being  credulons. 


BOOK  T.]  EPIGRAMS.  221 

n.     TO   HIS   BEADEBS. 

Ye  matrons,  youths,  and  virgins,  to  you  is  our  page  dedicat- 
ed. But  you  who  delight  in  wanton  sallies  and  licentious 
jests  may  read  my  first  four  books,  which  are  of  a  more 
free  character.  The  fifth  book  is  for  the  amusement  of  the 
lord  of  the  world ;  and  is  such  as  Germanicus  may  read 
without  a  blush  in  the  presence  of  the  Cecropian  virgin- 
goddess.^ 

Ye  matrons,  boys,  and  virgins  neat, 

To  you  my  page  I  dedicate. 

Thou  whom  more  shameless  sports,  delight, 

And  naked  pleasant  wit,  invite 

Thy  fancy  to  my  four  first  books : 

This  fifth  shall  sport  with  Ceesar*s  looks ; 

Which  great  Domitian  may  be  bold 

Before  hie  goddess  to  unfold.  Fletcher, 

ni.     TO   DOMITIAW. 

Degis,'  who  now,  O  Qermanicus,  lives  on  the  banks  of  our 
river,'  having  come  to  thee  from  the  placid  waters  of  the 
Ister,  is  said  in  his  delight  and  overjoyment  at  having  just 
seen  the  guardian  of  the  world,  to  have  addressed  his  com- 
panions thus : — ''  How  much  better  is  my  fate  than  that  of 
my  brother,  since  I  am  allowed  to  behold  so  closely  that  god 
whom  he  adores  at  so  great  a  distance ! " 

When  Degis,  sent  from  Ister^s  subject  waves, 

Hail'd  the  blest  bank  victorious  Tiber  laves ; 

Astonish'd,  as  o'eijoy'd,  the  stranger  saw 

llie  man,  from  whom  mankind  beseeches  law ; 

And  thus,  on  either  hand,  address'd  his  mate : 

How  raised  is  ours,  beyond  our  brethren's  fate ! 

To  us  is  giv'n  to  gaze  th'  empyreal  star. 

Which  they  are  humbly  proud  t'  adore  afar.     Elphinaton. 

IV.     TO   PAVLUS,   ON   MTBTALE. 

Myrtale  is  wont  to  smell  of  deep  draughts  of  wine ;  but,  to 

'  Meaning  that  Domitian,  who  loved  to  be  called  Germanicus,  from 
his  expedition  into  Germany,  might  read  this  book  in  the  presence  of 
cha&te  Minerra,  a  goddess  whom  he  especially  worshipped.  Suet.  Domit. 
c.  4. 

'  Sapposed  to  have  been  the  brother  of  Decebalns,  king  of  the  Daciana, 
and  to  have  come  to  Rome  as  an  ambassador.         *  The  Tiber. 


222  illbtUuL's 

deceive  us,  she  eats  bay-leaves,  and  cautiously  mingles  them 
in  her  cups  instead  of  water.  Whenever,  Faulus,  you  obaerve 
her  with  flaming  face  and  swollen  veins  approaching  you,  you 
may  well  say, "  Myrtale  drinks  bays."  ^ 

Myrtale  often  smells  of  wine,  but,  wise, 

With  eating  bay-leaves  fhinks  it  to  disguise : 

So  nott  wim  water  tempers  the  wine's  neate, 

But  covers  it.    Henceforth  if  her  you  meets 

With  red  face  and  swell'd  veynes,  ipodestly  say, 

'*  Sure  Myrtale  hath  drunk  o*  th'  bayes  to  day."         ' 

Old  MS.  IGth  Cent, 

V.     TO    BEXTTIS. 

Sextus,  eloquent  keeper  of  the  Palatine  library,  who 
enjoyest  the  immediate  presence  of  the  god  that  inhabits  it 
(for  it  is  thy  privilege  to  learn  the  cares  of  the  emperor  as 
they  rise  within  him,  and  to  know  the  secret  soul  of  our 
ruler),  make  room  somewhere  for  mv  little  books  also,  near 
those  of  Pedo,  of  Marsus,  of  Catullus.  Near  the  heaven- 
inspired  lay  of  the  Capitoline  war,^  place  the  lofty  epic  of  the 
sublime  Virgil. 

Sextus,  whose  winning  Muse  presumes  t'  explore 

The  Palatine  Minerva^s  matchless  lore, 

T  is  thine  t'  approach  her  friend,  the  earthly  god ; 

T*  imbibe  his  graces,  and  attend  his  nod. 

'TIb  thine  to  scan  and  soothe  each  springing  care  ; 

To  mark  the  hue  his  inmost  secrets  wear. 

Oh !  to  thy  friend  some  little  nook  assign. 

Where  Pedo,  Marsus,  and  Catullus  shine : 

But  place  the  heavenly  Capitolian  strains 

Fast  by  the  buskin'd  Maro's  grand  remains.       Elphinston. 

TI.  TO  THE  MUSES.   A  BEQUEST  TO  PABTHENIUS. 

If  it  is  not  too  much  to  ask,  or  too  troublesome  to  you,  ye 
Muses,  make  this  request  of  your  favourite  Parthenius : — 
So  may  a  long  and  happy  old  age,  under  the  rule  of  GsBsar, 
bring  thy  last  hour ;  so  mayst  thou  prosper,  even  envy  her- 
self looking  favourably  on  thee ;  and  so  may  Burrus  soon  ap- 

^  An  allusion  to  certam  poetasters,  who  were  said  to  seek  inspiration  by 
eating  laurel-leaves. 

'  Some  poem  on  the  war  raised  by  the  party  of  Yitellius  is  eTidently 
meant ;  written  either  by  Domitian  or  by  Sextus.  This  war  is  called 
Balkan  VMUanum.  Suetonius,  Domit.  c.  1. 


BOOK  T.]  XPIGSAMS.  228 

predate  the  virtues  of  his  father,  as  thou  shalt  admit  this 
timid  and  small  collection  within  the  sacred  precincts  of  the 
prince's  privacy.  Thou  knowest  the  times  when  our  Jove  is  at 
ease,  when  he  beams  on  us  with  his  own  benignant  counten- 
ance, with  which  he  is  wont  to  refuse  nothing  to  suppliants. 
Thou  hast  no  reason  to  fear  that  our  request  is  extravagant ;  a 
book  which  is  decorated  with  cedar  and  purple,  and  swells 
proodly  with  dark  bosses,  never  makes  too  great  or  inconveni- 
ent demands.  Yet  do  not  put  these  compositions  too  forward  ; 
but  hold  them  as  if  thou  wert  offering  and  contemplating  no- 
thing. If  I  know  the  votary  of  the  nine  sisters,  he  will  of  his 
own  accord  ask  for  the  purple-covered  book. 

If  what  I  ask  appears  to  you  not  great, 
O  Muses !  your  Farthenius  thus  entreat : — 

May  thy  old  age  come  late,  and  happy  end : 
Cssar  be  safe,  and,  to  the  last,  your  mend ; 
So  above  envy  may  you  ever  be. 
Your  son  a  scheme  of  all  your  virtues  see, 
As  you  this  timorous,  basnful  book  shall  grace 
When  in  the  sacred  presence  't  is  in  place. 
To  you  the  prince's  gracious  moods  are  known. 
When  with  serenest  looks,  and  most  his  own. 
He  shines  on  all  who  to  his  throne  address. 
And  measures  bounty  out  to  each  distress. 
Nor  apprehend,  this  trifling  gilded  book 
Aims  at  high  things,  does  for  great  matters  look ; 
Tcu  need  not  offer  \  hold  it  in  your  hand. 
As  one  designing  nothing  to  demand : 
If  the  nine  sisters*  patron  I  do  know. 
Himself  will  you  command  the  book  to  show.  Atum.  169d. 

VII.     TO  TULCAK,  OK  THE   BESTOBATIOIT  OP  THE  OITT  AFTER 
BEIKO  FABTIALLY   DESTBOTED   BT   EIBE. 

As  the  flames  renew  the  nest  of  the  Assyrian  phoenix,  when- 
ever the  solitary  bird  has  lived  through  its  ten  centuries ; 
so  Bome,  renewed,  has  put  off  her  former  old  age,  and  has 
herself  assumed  the  looks  of  her  guardian.  Forget  at  length, 
I  beseech  thee,  Yulcan,  thy  cause  of  complaint  against  us,* 
and  spare  us :  we  are,  it  is  true,  descendants  of  Mars,  but  we 
are  also  descendants  of  Venus.     Spare  us,  mighty  lord ;  so 

*  As  being  the  offspring  of  Mars,  to  whom  Yulcan  waf  an  enemy  on 
account  of  the  liberties  wluch  he  had  taken  with  Venus. 


224  habtia.l'8 

may  thy  sprightly  consort  pardon  the  nets  forged  at  Lemnos,' 
aua  resign  herself  to  love  thee. 

As  ruins  renovate  th'  Assyrian  nests, 
When  twice  five  ages  the  Sol's  hird  hath  spent ; 

So  Home  her  old  decrepitness  digests, 
Dressed  in  the  visage  of  her  president. 

Now,  Vulcan,  I  heseech,  forget  and  spare 
Our  grief,  w'  are  Mars  and  Venus  progeny : 

So  thy  k)ose  wife  shall  pass  the  Lemnian  snare. 
And  in  chaste  love  affect  thee  patiently.        Fletcher. 

Till.     ON   PHASIS. 

The  edict  of  our  supreme  lord  and  ruler,  by  which  the 
seats  in  the  theatre  are  more  exactly  defined,  and  the  knight 
is  allotted  a  place  free  from  contact  with  the  vulgar,  was  lately 
the  theme  of  Phasis'  approbation  in  the  theatre,  where,  flaming 
with  purple  robes,  he  was  boasting  proudly,  and  in  a  pompous 
tone :  "  At  length  we  can  sit  more  at  our  ease ;  the  dignity 
of  the  knighthood  is  now  restored ;  we  are  not  pressed  or 
contaminated  by  the  mob."  These  and  such  remarks  was 
this  upstart  uttering,  when  Leitus^  ordered  his  arrogant 
purple  robes  to  change  their  seat. 

While  Phasis  in  the  theatre  of  late, 

Phasis,  in  purple  shining,  did  dilate 

On  th*  emperor*s  edicts  which  each  order  graced. 

And  'cordmjBf  to  their  di^t;^  them  placed. 

These  swelhng  words,  big  with  conceit,  he  spake : — 

'*  At  length  we  nobles  here  our  ease  may  take ; 

Regard 's  had  of  us,  and  our  seat 's  set  out, 

We  're  neither  pressed,  nor  dirty*d  by  the  rout." 

While,  lolling,  thus  he  did  the  rout  aespise. 

The  lictor  bidU  his  saucy  purple  rise.  Anon,  1695. 

IX.     TO   SYMMAOHUS.' 

I  was  indisposed;  and  you  straightway  came  to  see  me, 
Symmachus,  accompanied  by  a  hundred  of  your  pupils.    A 

*  Nets  in  which  Venus  and  Mars  were  caught  by  Vulcan.  See  Odyss. 
B.  viii. 

'  Leitus,  having  the  charge  of  the  equestrian  seats,  ordered  Phasis  to 
quit  them,  as  not  being  qualified  by  his  fortune  to  be  in  the  order  of 
knights. 

*  A  physician,  who  came  to  visit  Martial,  accompanied,  according  to  the 
fashion  of  those  times,  by  his  pupils. 


BOOK  T.]  SFIOEAMS.  225 

hundred  hands,  frozen  by  the  northern  blast,  felt  my  pulse.    I 
had  not  then  an  ague,  Symmachus,  but  I  have  now. 

I  droop'd ;  straight  Symmachus  to  me  does  hie, 

An  hundred  quacks  bearing  him  company ; 

An  hundred  ffozen  hands  my  pulse  did  crave : 

Before  I  had  no  ague,  now  l  have.  Anon,  1695. 

X.      TO   BEOTTLUS. 

For  what  reason  shall  I  say  it  happens,  that  fame  is 
refused  to  writers  while  living,  and  that  but  few  readers  love 
the  compositions  of  their  own  day  ?  It  is  doubtless  the  cha- 
racter of  envy,  Begulus,  ever  to  prefer  the  ancients  to  the 
modems.  Just  so,  ungrateful  as  we  are,  do  we  frequent  the 
ancient  portico  of  Pompey;'  just  so  do  old  men  extol  the 
mean  temple  of  Catulus.^  Ennius  was  read  by  thee,  O  Bome, 
while  Virgil  was  alive ;  and  Homer  was  derided  by  his  own 
age.  Barely  did  the  theatres  applaud  and  crown  Menander ; 
Ovid  was  known  only  to  his  Corinna.  Do  not,  however,  ye 
little  books  of  mine,  be  in  haste  for  fame :  if  glory  comes 
only  after  death,  I  am  in  no  hurry  for  it. 

What 's  this  P  that  fame  to  Hving  men  *s  denied  ? 

And  readers  their  own  times  seldom  affect  P 
fiegulus,  these  are  tricks  of  envious  pride, 

The  present  still  for  old  things  to  reject. 
So  most  inpate  we  seek  old  Pompey's  shades. 

And  praise  the  totter*d  fane  of  Catulus. 
While  Maro  lived,  Ennius  whole  Rome  invades. 

And  Homer's  age  lauffh'd  him  ridicidous. 
Crowned  Menander  seldom  heard  a  shout, 

Corinna  her  own  Naso  knew  alone. 
O  my  small  books,  ne'er  hasten  to  go  out : 

If  praise  come  after  death,  I  '11  not  go  on.    Fletcher. 

n.      TO  SETBBirS,   ON  THE  POBT   STELLA.' 

My  Me.id  Stella,  Severus,  wears  on  his  fingers  sardouyxes, 
emeralds,  diamonds,  jaspers.  Though  there  are  many  gems 
on  his  fingers,  there  are  more  in  his  verses,  whence,  I  con- 
clude, his  hand  is  so  decorated. 

My  Stella  does  upon  his  fingers  wear 
Em'ralds  and  diamonds,  sapphires,  rubies  fair ; 

'  Preferring  it  to  the  newer  ones  of  Domitian  and  others. 
*  Built  by  Lutaiius  Catulus.    It  was  mean  in  compariscn  with  more 
modem  temples.  *  See  £p.  8. 


226  MABTIAX'8 

Many  bright  gems  upon  his  hands  we  see, — 

More,  and  more  radiant,  in  his  verses  be. 

The  brilliant  fancies  in  his  lines  which  stand. 

Seem  to  proceed  from  his  adorned  hand.     Anon,  1695. 

XII.      ON   STELLA. 

That  Masthlion  proudly  carries  nodding  burdens  upon  his 
sturdy  head,  or  that  the  gigantic  Ninus  holds  seven  or  eight 
boys  on  each  arm,  seems  to  me  by  no  means  difficult,  when 
my  friend  Stella  bears,  upon  any  one  of  his  fingers,  ten  girls.^ 

That  the  haughty  Masthlion  now 

Wields  such  weights  on  perched  brow ; 

Or  that  Linus  finds  his  praise, 

With  each  hand  eight  boys  to  raise 

Cannot  seem  a  matter  hard, 

Or  attract  supreme  regard ; 

When  my  Stella,  without  pother, 

On  one  finger,  this  or  t'  otner, 

Can,  by  so  enchanting  aids. 

Carry  half  a  score  of  maids.  Siphmston. 

ZIII.      TO   CALLISTKATirS. 

I  am,  I  confess,  Callistratus,  and  have  always  been,  poor ; 
yet  I  am  not  an  obscure  or  unknown  knight,  but  am  read 
throughout  the  world,  and  people  say  of  me,  **  That  is  he ! " 
and,  what  death  has  awarded  to  but  few,  has  become  mine 
during  my  lifetime.  But  you  have  halls,  resting  upon  a 
hundred  columns ;  your  coffers  with  difficulty  contain  the 
wealth  which  you  have  gained  as  a  freedman ;  vast  farms 
in  Egyptian  Syene  are  yours ;  and  Gallic  Parma  shears  for 
you  innumerable  flocks.  Such  are  you  and  I ;  but  what  I 
am,  you  cannot  be  ;  what  you  are,  any  one  of  the  multitude 
may  be. 

I  am,  I  own,  and  evec  have  been,  poor. 

But  yet  a  gentleman,  and  not  obscure. 

Spread  through  the  world  my  writings  and  my  name ; 

Few  in  the  grave  have  reach'd  my  Uving  &me. 

You  have  a  house  on  a  vast  colonnade ; 

More  wealth  than  merchant  ever  gain'd  m  trade ; 

Tour  farms  in  Evesham  Vale  rich  harvests  crown ; 

Many  your  flocks  which  feed  on  Bansted  Down. 

^  The  representations,  perhaps,  of  the  nine  Muses,  and  of  his  mistress 
Hiantis.     See  B.  vi.  Ep  21. 


BOOK   v.]  EPIGRAMS.  227 

Such  you  and  I :  like  me  you  cannoi  be ; 

Fortune  may  make  a  cobbler  like  to  thee.  Hay. 

Yes,  I  am  poor,  Callistratus,  1  own ; 

And  so  was  ever ;  yet  not  quite  unknown : 

Graced  with  a  knight's  degree ;  nor  this  alone, 

But  through  the  world  my  verse  is  frequent  sung ; 

And  '*  That  is  he !"  sounds  buzz'd  from  every  tongue : 

And  what  to  few,  when  dust,  the  fates  assign, 

In  bloom  and  freshness  of  my  days  is  mine. 

Thy  ceilings  on  a  hundred  columns  rest ; 

Wealth,  as  of  upstart  freemen,  bursts  thv  chest ; 

Nile  flows  in  fatness  o'er  thy  ample  fields  ; 

Cisalpine  Gaul  thy  silky  fleeces  yields. 

Lo !  such  thou  art,  and  such  am  I :  like  me, 

Callistratus,  thou  canst  not  hope  to  be ; 

A  hundred  of  the  crowd  resemble  thee.  EUon, 

IIV.      OS  NANNEITJB. 

NanneiuB,  having  been  always  accustomed  to  sit  in  the 
front  TOW,  at  the  time  when  anybody  was  allowed  to  take 
a  place,  moved  his  quarters,  after  being  twice  or  thrice 
requested  to  do  so,  yet  still  seated  himself  on  the  benches 
of  the  knights,  almost  immediately  behind  Caius  and  Lucius. 
Thence  for  awhile,  with  his  head  shrouded  in  a  hood,  he  re- 
mains a  spectator  of  the  games ;  ungracefully  peeping  with 
but  one  eye.  Being  again  ejected,  the  unhappy  wight  crossed 
to  the  standing  way,  and,  leaning  over  the  end  of  a  seat,  half 
kneeling,  he  endeavoured  to  make  it  appear  to  the  knights  that 
he  was  sitting,  and  to  Leitus  that  he  was  standing. 

Nanneius  used  in  the  first  rank  to  sit. 

While  so  the  sleeping  edict  did  permit : 

But,  that  revived,  thrice  routed,  up  he  truss'd 

His  camp,  and  to  the  lowest  seat  was  thrust, 

Ev'n  behind  Caius,  Lucius,  straitly  pent : 

Where,  wrapping  up  his  head,  and  there  content 

lU-favour'dly  to  see  but  with  one  eye. 

The  lictor  did  the  wretch  no  sooner  spy, 

But  thence  he  chased  him  to  the  farthest  space. 

Between  the  cdls ;  where,  taking  up  his  pkce, 

Half  standing,  and  half  leaning  samst  the  end 

Of  the  knights'  form,  which  did  hiBstress  befriend, 

Free  from  exceptions  here  on  ev'ry  hand, 

To  some  he  boasts  to  sit ;  to  some,  to  stand.   Anon,  1695, 

q2 


228  ICABTIAL^S 

XV.      TO  DOMITIAK. 

This  is  the  fifth  book,  Augustus,  of  mj  sportive  efiusions, 
and  no  one  complains  of  having  been  injured  bj  mj  verse. 
But  many  a  reader  rejoices  in  an  honoured  name,  tp  whom 
lasting  fame  is  secured  by  m  v  gift.  "  And  yet  of  what  use  are 
these  trifles,  however  much  they  respect  personal  character  P  " 
Granted  that  they  are  of  no  use  to  many,  still  they  amuse  me. 

This  is  the  fifth  book  of  my  drolling  Muse, 
Yet  none  complain  my  verses  them  abuse ; 
But  many  given  they  have  a  noble  name. 
Who  by  my  pen  enjoy  immortal  fiime. 

What  profits  this,  some  say,  though  so  it  be  ? 
If  none  it  profits,  yet  it  pleases  me.  Anon,  1696. 

XYI.      TO  THE   £EAJ)EB. 

That,  although  I  could  write  on  serious,  I  prefer  to  write 
on  amusing  topics,  is  your  fault,  kind  reader,  who  read  and 
repeat  my  verses  all  over  Bome.  But  you  do  not  know  how 
much  your  favour  costs  me.  If  I  were  to  plead  causes  at  the 
temple  of  the  scythe-bearing  god,^  and  to  sell  my  words  to 
persons  trembling  under  accusation,  many  a  seaman  whom  I 
nad  defended  would  send  me  jars  of  Spanish  wine,  and  the 
lap  of  my  toga  would  be  stained  with  all  sorts  of  coin.  But,  as 
it  is,  my  book  is  merely  a  guest  and  sharer  of  revels,  and 
my  page  afibrds  amusement  for  which  I  receive  no  ]^ay. 
Not  even  the  poets  of  old  were  content  with  empiy  praise ; 
in  those  days  the  smallest  present  made  to  the  immortal 
bard  (Virgil)  was  Alexis.  "  You  write  charmingly,"  you  say, 
"  and  we  will  reward  you  with  praises  for  ever." — 3)o  you 
pretend  not  to  understand  my  hints  P  You  will,  I  suspect, 
make  me  a  lawyer. 

That  I,  who  could  be  serious,  thus  doe  write, 
Deare  reader,  't  is  for  your,  not  my  delight, 
Who  my  lines  thro'  the  tovme  reade  and  repeate : 
But  what  I  lose  by  this  you  know  not  yeL 
For  would  I  plead  for  prisoners  waiting  death, 
Or  imto  carenil  clients  sell  my  breath, 
That  many  a  piece  of  Spanish  wine  would  yield, 
And  with  much  gold  my  bosome  would  be  filled. 
But  now  I  and  my  bookes  are  only  guests, 
And  gratis  make  you  merry  at  your  feasts. 

^  Saturn,  a  temple  of  whom  was  near  the  forum.    Macrob.  b.  L  c  8. 


BOOK  T.]  XPIG&AHS.  229 

But  fonner  poets  were  not  pay^d  with  prayse ; 
Alexis  was  least  meed  for  Yire:il'8  laves. 
Now  you  cry,  "Good."  That 's  alL  my  then  I  see 
You  not  conceive  me.   I  must  lawyer  bee. 

Old  MS.  i6th  Cent 

XYII.      TO   OELLIA.. 

While  you  were  telling  us  of  your  ancestors,  and  theip 
ancestors,  and  the  great  names  of  your  family,  while  you 
looked  down  on  our  eauestrian  order  as  a  mean  rank,  and  while 
jou  were  asserting  tnat  you  would  marry  no  one  who  did 
not  wear  the  broad  border  of  the  senator,  you  married, 
GeDia,  a  porter. 

Of  rank,  descent,  and  title  proud, 
Mere  gentry  Lady  Susan  could  not  bear ; 

She  'd  wed  but  with  a  duke,  she  voVd — 
And  so  absconded  with  a  player.  N.  B,  HaXhed. 

ivm.    TO  QirnrTiANirs. 

Since,  in  this  month  of  December,^  in  which  napkins,  and 
elegant  shoe-fastenings,^  and  wax-tapers,  and  tablets,  and 
tapering  vases  filled  with  old  Damascene  plums,  fly  about  in 
all  directionB,  I  have  sent  you  nothing  but  my  little  books, 
the  offspring  of  my  study,  I  may  seem  to  you  stingj  or 
rude.  ]DutI  hate  the  crarby  and  mischievous  arts  of  pre- 
sents. Gifts  are  like  fish-hooks ;  for  who  does  not  know 
that  the  greedy  char  is  deceived  by  the  fly  which  he  swal- 
lows ?  Whenever  the  poor  man  abstains  from  making  pre- 
aents  to  his  rich  friend,  Quintianus,  he  shows  a  liberal  spirit. 

Now  in  December  that  the  napkins  fly 
About,  spoons,  candles,  paper,  plums,  that  I 
Only  my  home-bom  booKs  a  present  make, 
For  rude  or  covetous  thou  may'st  me  take. 
But,  know,  I  hate  the  vile  ensnaring  trade, 
By  which  a  gift  a  baited  hook  is  made ; 
Which  is  not  cast  to  feed  the  hun^  fish. 
But  for  a  prey  to  fill  the  fisher's  dish. 
Then,  Qumctianus,  to  his  wealthy  friend, 
A  poor  man  's  lib'iul  when  he  nought  does  send. 

Anon.  1695. 

>  In  which  presents  were  made,  during  the  Saturnalia. 

'  LiguttB.  It  is  uncertain  whether  ligiUa  here  means  a  shoe-fastening,  as 
in  B.  ii.  Ep.  29,  or  a  small  ladle  or  spoon,  as  in  B.  viii.  £p.  33,  asfl  B.  xir. 
F-      -0. 


Or,  in  th«  hope  of  high  renown, 
Ten  scruples'  worth  of  flaming  gown: 
This  it  a  lui'ry  worthy  kings. 
Who  princely  hold  so  paltry  things. 
An  oddity  may  be  so  school'd, 
As  down  to  chink  some  bits  of  gold 
Still,  as  such  instances  are  rare. 
Be  bounty,  Ctesar,  more  thy  care. 
No  virtue  can  more  sweetly  shine. 
Or  in  a  prince  be  more  divine. 
But  now  I  see  Germanic  stint 
The  smile :  and  so  I  drop  the  hint.     Elphintbm. 
IX.      TO   JCLIU9   UABTIILIB. 

If    yoD  and  I,  dear  Martialis,  might  enjojr  our  days  to- 
gether free  from  care, — if  it  rested  with  us  to  dispose  of  our 


230  HABTIAL*8 

Xm.     TO   GiBSAB. 

If  any  reliance  is  to  be  placed  on  true  report,  no  age, 
Cffisar,  can  be  preferred  to  yours.  When  have  men  had 
the  privilege  of  beholding  triumphs  better  deserved  ?  When 
have  the  Palatine  gods  aone  more  to  merit  our  gratitude  ? 
Under  what  ruler  has  Mars's  Borne  shown  herself  fairer  or 
greater  ?  Under  what  prince  was  there  ever  so  much 
liberty  ?  This  vice,  however,  exists,  and  not  a  small  one, 
although  it  ])e  but  one,  that  the  poor  man  cultivates  friends 
who  simply  treat  him  with  ingratitude.  Who  bestows  any 
portion  ot  his  wealth  upon  his  old  and  faithful  friend,  or 
whose  train  is  accompanied  by  a  knight  whom  he  has  helped 
to  create?  To  have  sent  at  the  time  of  the  Saturnalia  a 
silver  spoon  of  small  weight,  or  a  gaudy  toga  worth  ten 
scruples,  is  extravagant  liberality ;  and  our  proud  patrons 
call  such  things  presents.  Perhaps  there  may  be  one,  who 
will  chink  out  a  few  gold  pieces.  But  since  these  men  are 
not  our  friends,  be  thou,  Caesar,  a  friend  to  us ;  no  virtue  in 
a  prince  can  be  more  pleasing  than  generosity.  But  be- 
fore you  have  read  thus  far,  Germ  aniens,  you  will  have 
Deen  laughing  at  me  to  yourself  for  giving  you  advice  which 
8  for  my  own  benefit. 

If  truth  make  e'er  her  mandates  heard, 
No  times  to  thine  can  be  preferred. 
Great  Csesar,  who  could  tnumphs  see 
Equal  to  those  displayed  by  thee? 
Or  can  the  period  be  assigned, 
That  boasted  palace-gods  more  kind? 
More  great  or  glorious,  under  whom 
Effulged,  high  sir,  imperial  Rome? 
And  under  what  auspicious  reign 
Had  liberty  so  large  domain? 

Yet  one  defect  I  must  confess ; 
Nor  can  I  cloak  or  make  it  less. 
The  widgeon,  in  dependent  state, 
Must  oft  th*  ungrateful  cultivate. 
Who  to  an  old  and  faithful  friend 
Will  now  his  faculties  extend? 
Or  where  is  now  the  patron  known, 
Attended  by  a  knight  his  own  P 
To  send  a  ladle  of  six  ounces, 
Amid  the  Satumalian  flounces; 


BOOK  T.]  EFIGBAHS.  231 

Or,  in  the  hope  of  high  renown, 

Ten  scruples*  worth  of  flaming  gown : 

This  is  a  lux'ry  worthy  kings. 

Who  princely  hold  so  paltry  things. 

An  oodity  may  be  so  schooPd, 

As  down  to  chink  some  bits  of  gold 

Still,  as  such  instances  are  rare, 

Be  bounty,  Caesar,  more  thy  care. 

No  virtue  can  more  sweetly  shine, 

Or  in  a  prince  be  more  divine. 

But  now  I  see  Germanic  stint 

The  smile:  and  so  I  drop  the  hint.    Elphxnston, 

XX.      TO   JULIUS   MABTIALIS. 

If  you  and  I,  dear  Martialis,  might  enjoy  our  days  to- 
gether free  from  care, — if  it  rested  with  us  to  dispose  of  oxup 
leisure  time,  and  to  spend  in  each  other's  company  a  life  of 
true  ease, — we  should  know  no  halls  or  mansions  of  lordly 
patrons,  nor  vexatious  lawsuits  and  troubles  of  courts,  nor 
proud  family  busts ;  but  carriage  airings,  conversation,  read- 
ing, tne  Campus  Martins,  the  shady  porticoes,  the  Virgin 
water,^  the  warm  baths ; — such  places  would  be  our  constant 
resorts,  and  such  our  daily  occupation.  As  it  is,  neither  of  us 
lives  for  himself,  but  sees  his  good  days  flee  from  him  and 
vanish ;  days  which  are  ever  being  lost  to  us,  and  set  down  to 
our  account.  Should  any  one,  then,  delay  to  live,  when  he 
knows  how? 

If,  dearest  friend,  it  my  good  fate  might  be 
T*  enjov  at  once  a  quiet  life  and  thee, 
If  we  for  happiness  could  leisure  find. 
And  wand'ring  time  into  a  method  bind, 
We  should  not,  sure,  the  great  men's  favour  need, 
Nor  on  long  hopes,  the  court's  thin  diet,  feed ; 
We  should  not  patience  find  to  daily  hear 
The  calumnies  and  flatteries  spoken  there ; 
We  should  not  the  lords'  tables  humbly  use, 
Or  talk  in  ladies*  chambers  love  and  news ; 
But  books  and  wise  discourse,  gardens  and  fields, 
And  all  the  joys  that  unmixt  Nature  ^elds. 
Thick  summer  shades,  where  winter  still  does  lie. 
Bright  winter  fires  that  summer's  part  supplv. 
Sleep  not  controlled  by  cares  confin'd  to  mght, 
Or  bound  in  any  rule  but  appetite. 

1  Water  so  called,  which  Agrippa  brought   by  an  aqueduct  from 
Pneneste. 


232  mabtial's 

Free,  but  not  savage  or  ungracious  mirth, 

Eich  wines  to  ^ve  it  free  and  easy  birth. 

A  few  companions,  which  ourselves  should  choose; 

A  ffentle  mistress,  and  a  gentler  muse. 

Sucn,  dearest  friend,  such,  without  doubt,  should  be 

Our  place,  our  business,  and  our  company. 

Now  to  himself,  alas !  does  neither  live, 

But  see  good  suns,  of  which  we  are  to  give 

A  strict  account,  set  and  march  thick  away. 

Knows  a  man.  how  to  live,  and  does  he  stay  P    Cowley 

XZI.     TO   HEGULUS,   OV  APOLLODOTITS,   A  PEBSOK  OF 

WEAK  MEMOBY. 

The  rhetorician  ApoUodotus,  Eegulus,  used  formerly  to 
Balute  Decimus  by  the  name  of  Quintus ;  CrassuB,  by  that  ot 
Macer.*  Now  he  returns  the  salutation  of  each  by  his  own 
name.  How  much  can  care  and  labour  effect!  He  had 
written  the  names  down,  and  learned  them  by  heart. 

Instead  of  Decimus  thou  didst  Quintus  greet. 
And  Macrus  name  when  thou  didst  Crassus  meet ; 
What  wonders  we  to  labour  may  impute  ; 
Writing  and  conning,  thou  canst  both  salute ! 

Anon.  1695. 
mi.      TO  PATJLrS. 

If  I  did  not  wish,  as  well  as  deserve,  to  find  you  at  home 
this  mominff,  may  your  Esquiline  mansion,  Faulus,  be  re- 
moved still  farther  u*om  me  1  But  I  live  close  to  the  Ti- 
burtine  column,  near  the  spot  where  rustic  Flora  looks 
upon  ancient  Jove.  I  must  surmount  the  steep  path  of  the 
Suburran  hill,  and  the  pavement  dirty  with  footsteps  never 
dry ;  while  it  is  scarcely  possible  to  get  clear  of  the  long 
trains  of  mules,  and  the  olocks  of  marble  which  you  see 
dragged  along  by  a  multitude  of  ropes.  Worse  than  all  this 
is  it,  that,  after  a  thousand  toils,  your  porter  tells  me,  fa- 
tiered  as  I  am,  that  you  are  not  at  home.  This  is  the  end 
01  my  useless  labour  and  dripping  toga:  even  to  have  seen 
Faulus  at  home  in  the  morning  was  scarcely  worth  so  much. 
The  most  attentive  client  always  meets  with  most  ne|;lect 
from  his  friends.  Unless  you  sleep  longer  in  the  morning,' 
you  cannot  be  my  patron. 

»  Decimus,  "tenth,"  he  caUed  Quintus,  "fifth;"  Craswis,   '*fkL" 
Macer, "  lean." 
'  So  that  1  may  find  you  at  home  when  I  call  on  you. 


BOOK  T.]  BPIOSAHS.  2B3 

Thee  at  home,  honoui'd  Paul,  in  the  monif 
If  I  wish'd  not,  and  eam'd  not,  to  see ; 

Be  my  glory  debased  to  my  scorn, 
And  thine  Esquiline  farther  from  me. 

Fast  by  Tibur^s  famed  pillar  I  rhyme, 
Where  rude  Flora  contemplates  old  Jove ; 

Then  the  steepy  Suburra  must  climb, 
And  the  rocks  never  dry  must  I  rove. 

Of  the  mules  I  must  break  the  long  train, 
And  of  marbles  bedragg'd  for  the  dome. 

Worst  of  all,  after  labour  so  vain, 
Thy  gruff  porter  denies  thee  at  home. 

This  I  pay,  the  great  Paulus  to  miss : 
This  atones  both  the  rain  and  the  wind. 

Let  me  die,  if  a  price  such  as  this 
I  'd  afford,  the  best  patron  to  find. 

Thus  the  drudges  of  duty  may  weep, 

And  protectors  extol  as  divine. 
But,  my  Paul,  if  thou  canst  never  sleep, 

Thou  canst  ne*er  be  a  sovereign  of  mine.    £^hifuton, 

XXni.      TO   BASSTJS,   FBETENDINQ  TO   BE  A   KITIGHT. 

You  used  to  wear  garments  of  the  colour  of  grasB,^ 
Bassua,  while  the  laws  concerning  the  seats  in  the  theatre 
were  a  dead  letter.  But  since  the  care  of  a  discreet  censor  * 
has  bid  them  revive,  and  the  knight,  more  certain  of  his 
position,  obeys  the  directions  of  Oceanus,^  you  shine  forth' 
m  a  garb  dyed  either  with  saffiron-colour  or  vermilion,  and 
think  you  deceive  othenj  by  such  a  dress.  No  cloak,  Bassus, 
is  worth  four  hundred  thousand  sesterces,^  or,  before  all  men, 
mj  friend  Cordus  would  have  been  a  knight.'^ 

In  the  hue  of  fair  nature  plain  Bassus  was  dress 'd. 
While  the  statutes  theatnc  continued  at  rest. 
But,  the  moment  the  censor  benign  bade  them  wake. 
And  the  knight  ascertained  heard  an  Ocean  that  spake, 
Only  scarlet  and  purple  betinctured  thy  clothes. 
Thus  thou  fanciest,  snrewd  Bassus,  on  fools  to  impose. 

'  Yon  wore  a  dress  of  green,  or  of  whatever  colour  you  pleased,  while 
the  Roscian  law,  which  allotted  the  knights  seats  distinct  from  the  other 
spectators,  was  disregarded.  Now  you  dress  splendidly,  that  yon  may 
appear  to  have  a  right  to  the  equestrian  seats. 

'  Domitian.  '  Holding  the  same  o£Sce  as  Leitus,  Ep.  8. 

'  The  fortune  reqoisite  for  a  knight.    ^  For  he  has  at  least  a  fine  robe. 


234  kabtial's 

But  no  robes  exer  four  huudred  thousand  have  cost : 
Else  my  Cordus  a  steed,  before  all,  had  emboss'd. 

ZXIY.     OK  HEBMXS,  AN  SMU^ITT   OLADIATOB. 

Hermes  is  the  pride  of  his  age  in  martial  contests ; 
Hermes  is  skilled  in  all  kinds  of  arms ;  Hermes  is  a 
gladiator  and  a  master  of  gladiators ;  Hermes  is  the  terror 
and  awe  of  his  whole  school; -Hermes  is  he  of  whom  alone 
HeliuB  is  afraid ;  Hermes  is  he  to  whom  alone  Advolans 
submits  ;  Hermes  is  skilled  in  conquering  without  a  blow ; 
Hermes  is  his  own  body  of  reserve;^  Hermes  makes  the 
fortunes  of  the  letters  of  seats ;  Hermes  is  the  object  of  care 
and  anxiety  to  the  actresses ;  Hermes  walks  proudly  with  the 
warlike  spear;  Hermes  threatens  with  Neptune's  trident; 
Hermes  is  terrible  with  the  helmet  shading  tne  face ;  Hermes 
is  the  glory  of  Mars  in  every  way ;  Hermes  is  everything 
in  himself,  and  thrice  a  man.^ 

Hermes,  the  martial  glory  of  the  age, 

Skilful  in  all  the  combats  of  the  stage ; 

Hermes,  master  of  fence,  and  fencer  too ; 

The  cock  and  terror  of  tiie  sword-men's  crew ; 

Hermes,  whom  Helius  fears,  but  fears  alone, 

Advolans  yields  to,  yet  to  him  but  one ; 

Hermes,  that  knows  to  conquer  without  blows, 

The  second  to  himself  against  all  foes ; 

Hermes,  the  stage's  mint  and  endless  gain. 

The  love  and  strife  of  all  their  female  train ; 

Hermes,  that  proudly  shakes  the  warlike  spear, 

And  fiercely  threat'niDfi;  does  the  trident  bear; 

Hermes,  when  casked  for  the  blindfold  fight, 

When  moped  and  drooping  seems,  does  then  affiright ; 

Hermes  engrosses  all  meirs  gilts  in  one, 

And  Trismegistus'  name  deserves  alone.      Anon,  1695. 

XXT.     OK   OHJEBESTBATUS,   A  KKIOHT  QT  BBDUCBD 

OIBCITMSTAKOES. 

"  You  have  not  four  hundred  thousand  sesterces,  Chsres- 
tratus ;  rise,  Leitus  '  is  coming ;  quick  ;  away  with  you ;  run, 
hide  yourself."    Does  any  one  call  him  back,  and  restore 

*  Other  gladiators  were  succeeded  by  fresh  ones,  when  they  were 
tired  ;  Hermes  was  never  tired. 

*  In  allusion  to  Hermes  Trismegistus.  This  H^mes  is  as  great  in  the 
arena  as  the  other  was  in  science.  '  See  £p.  8. 


BOOK   T.]  EPIGBAMB.  235 

him  to  the  seat  he  is  leaving  ?  Does  any  patron  offer  him 
a  share  of  his  lordly  riches  P  Is  there  such  person  whose 
name  we  may  commit  in  verse  to  fame  and  the  applause 
of  the  people.  Where  is  he,  who  does  not  wish  to  sink 
in  obscurity  to  the  waters  of  Styx  ?  Would  not  such  ge- 
nerosity, I  ask,  be  better  than  to  sprinkle  the  stage  with 
a  rufous  cloud,^  and  to  be  drenched  with  a  shower  of  saf- 
fron-water ?  ,0r  than  to  spend  four  hundred  thousand  ses- 
terces upon  a  horse  which  will  not  appreciate  it ;  or  that  the 
nose  of  Scorpus  *  may  glisten  everywhere  in  gold  ?  O  rich 
man,  rich  to  no  purpose,  and  faithless  to  thy  friend,  dost 
thou  read  and  approve  these  verses  ?  What  glory  dost  thou 
allow  to  escape  thee ! 

Wanting  a  knight*8  estate,  you  want  the  style ; 
The  lictor  comes :  "  Stand  u^,  void,  stay  a  while." 

Does  any  the  degraded  knight  call  back? 
O  noble  deed !   Is  any  friend  not  slack 
Out  of  vast  wealth  his  title  to  restore, 
Not  lost  by  any  vice,  but  being  poor  ? 
His  gen'rous  name  we  will  commit  to  verse. 
Which  all  succeeding  ages  shall  rehearse ! 
Who 's  thus  resolved  his  better  part  to  save. 
And  not  descend  entire  into  the  grave  P 

And  were  't  not  nobler  so  great  wealth  bestow, 
Than  on  a  vain,  ambitious,  public  show  ? 
On  brass  unfeeling  statues  it  expend, 
Although  the  artifice  the  charge  commend  P 

O  ricn  in  vain !   O  falsely  seeming  wise ! 
Who  read,  approve,  and  yet  true  fame  despise. 

Alton,  1695. 

IXVI.    TO   GOBDUS. 

If  in  calling  you  lately,  Cordus,  in  one  of  my  jocose  eiTu- 
sions,  the  alpha  of  Cloaks,  the  expression  happened  to  move 
your  indignation,  you  may  call  me  in  return  the  beta  of  Togas.' 

That  Alpha  I  dubb'd  thee,  proud  Cordus,  of  cloaks, 
When  kte  I  behight  thee  a  prince  in  my  jokes, 

1  The  stage  and  theatre  used  to  be  sprinkled  with  safiron.  See  De 
Spectac.  Ep.  3.  'A  charioteer. 

3  See  B.  ii.  Ep.  57.  The  words  in  the  original  are  alpha  panttlaiorum 
and  beta  togatorum.  The  panula  seems  to  have  been  worn  diiefly  by  the 
upper  class  of  people ;  the  togtUi  denotes  those  who  attended  on  their 
patrons  as  clients. 


236  Martial's 

My  freedom  perchance  has  attracted  thy  frowns : 

If  BO,  thou  ma/st  dub  me  the  Beta  of  gowns.     Elphintion 

XXVn.     TO  A  KNIGHT  BY  BIBTH,  DEFICIENT   TS  THB 
70BTUKE   BEQUIBED   BY  LAW. 

You  have,  I  admit,  a  knight's  intelligence,  education 
manners,  and  birth ;  your  other  qualities  you  have  in  com- 
mon with  the  multitude.^  The  fourteen  rows  of  seats  '  are  not 
of  so  much  consequence  to  you,  that  you  should  seat  your- 
self there  to  grow  pale  at  the  sight  of  Oceanua' 

For  garb,  for  parts,  all  thee  would  noble  rate, 

If  thou  plebeian  were 't  not  in  estate. 

To  sit  'mongst  knights  't  is  not  a  grace  so  hiRh, 

To  make  thee  pale,  whene'er  the  Uctor  's  nigh.   Anon.  1695. 

ZXViil.     TO  ATTLUS. 

By  no  excellence  of  character,  Aulus,  could  you  induce 
Mamercus  to  think  or  speak  well  of  you,  even  though  you  sur- 
passed the  two  Curtii  in  piety,  the  Nervse  in  inofiensiveness, 
the  Eusones  in  courtesy,  the  Maori  in  probity,  the  Maurici 
in  equity,  the  Beguli  in  eloquence,  the  Pauli  in  wit.  Mamer- 
cus gnaws  everything  with  his  foul  teeth.  Perhaps  you  think 
him  envious ;  I  may  think  him,  whom  no  one  can  please,  a 
wretch. 

Mamercus'  good  conceit  or  word  to  gain, 

The  best  endeavours,  Aulus,  are  in  vain. 

Excel  the  Curii  in  a  pious  fame, 

'Bove  Nerva,  Rufus,  get  a  courteous  name, 

In  justice  Macrus,  Mauricus  outdo ; 

Renowned  Regulus  and  Paulus  too 

For  mirth  and  eloquence :  yet  all  he  bites 

With  canker'd  teeth,  and  to  asperse  delights. 

You  judge,  perhaps,  that  envy's  his  disease ; — 

I  think  unhappiness,  whom  none  does  please. 

Anon.  1695. 
To  the  best  character  he  can't  afford 
One  favourable  thought  or  civil  word. 
Could  you  a  man  pious  as  Cranmer  find, 
Humble  as  Tillotson,  as  Hough  resigned ; 

*  You  are  deficient,  like  them,  in  the  fortune  requisite  for  a  knight. 

2  See  Ep.  23. 

>  See  Ep.  23.  As  you  have  not  the  required  pecuniary  qualificatioa, 
you  will  not  take  a  seat  on  any  of  those  benches,  lest  Oceanus  should 
question  your  title  to  it. 


BOOK  T.]  XFI0BAM8.  237 

BeneTolent  as  Berkeley,  were  there  one  i 
Upriffht  as  Holt,  polite  as  Addison ; 
Could  one  in  eloquence  with  Somers  vie } 
Had  Dorset's  wit,  or  Pelham's  probity ; 
Or  could  to  one  all  these  endowments  fall, 
Still  would  he  snarl,  traduce,  and  censure  alL 
Seems  he  to  you  satirical  at  worst  P 
I  think  that  man,  whom  none  can  please,  is  cursed. 

Say. 

XXIX.     TO   GELLIA. 

Whenever  you  send  me  a  hare,  Gellia,  you  say,  '^  Marcus, 
you  will  be  handsome  for  seven  days."  ^  If  you  are  not  joking, 
my  darling,  and  if  what  you  say  is  true,  you,  Gellia,  have 
never  eaten  hare. 

When  thou  present'st  me,  Gellia,  with  a  hare, 
Marcus,  thou  sa/st,  *t  will  make  thee  seven  days  fair. 
If  hare  be  such  a  beautifying  meat, 
Thou  ne*er  of  one  in  all  thy  life  didst  eat       Anon.  1695. 

XXX.     TO   YJLBBO,  WITH   JL  FBESEKT   OF  THX   AUTHOB'S 

WOBES. 

Yarro,  whom  the  tragic  muse  of  Sophocles  would  not  re- 
fuse to  recognise,  and  who  are  not  less  admirable  in  Calabriau 
lays,  put  aside  your  work,  and  let  not  the  scene  of  the  elo- 
quent Catullus  '  detain  you,  or  Elegy  with  her  graceful  locks. 
But  read  these  verses,  which  are  not  to  be  despised  in  smoky 
December,  and  are  accordingly  sent  to  you  in  that  month ; 
sent  to  vou  in  that  month ;  unless  perchance  you  think  it 
fitter  and  more  agreeable,  Yarro,  to  lose  nuts  at  the  Satur- 
nalia.* 

Yarro,  whom  envy  must  allow 
A  soul  of  Sophoclean  fire ! 
.  Whom  coy  Calabria  deigns  t*  avow 
The  lorn  of  her  exalted  lyre ! 

l>efer  each  talk :  nor  let  the  scene 

Of  magical  Catullus  stay 
Thine  eyes  ;  or  elegy  serene. 

With  tresses  soft,  in  trim  array. 
The  produce  of  December's  smoke. 

Thou  mayst  (O  strange  !)  superior  choose ; 
Unless  it  seem  the  higher  joke. 

With  Satwm's  sdf  thy  nuts  to  lose.      ElphiiMtom. 

'  According  to  a  superstitious  notion.  See  Plin.  H.  N.  zxTiiL  19. 
'  Sappoeed  to  be  a  writer  of  farces,  mentioned  by  Juyenal,  Sat.  viiL 
'  To  play  for  nuts  was  a  common  amusement  at  the  Saturnalia. 


238  mabtial's 

xxxi.    on  a  show  op  bots  spobtino  with  bulls. 

See  with  what  hardihood  yon  troop  of  children  spring 
upon  the  quiet  bulls,  and  how  the  gentle  animals  delight 
in  their  burdens.  One  hangs  upon  the  tips  of  the  horns  ,* 
another  runs  at  pleasure  along  the  back,  and  brandishes 
his  arms  over  the  whole  body.  But  their  savageness  is  un- 
aroused  and  at  rest ;  the  arena  would  not  be  safer ;  a  plane 
surface  might  even  be  more  dangerous.  Nor  do  the  gestures 
of  the  children  betray  any  trepidation;  but  each  of  them 
appears  sure  of  gaining  the  victory,  and  each  of  the  bulls 
seems  to  be  anxious  not  to  prevent  it. 

See  how  th'  adventVous  boys  insult  secure, 

While  the  mild  bulls  their  weight  and  sport  endure : 

One  hangs  upon  a  horn,  while  others  run 

O'er  their  broad  backs,  skirmish,  assault,  and  shun 

J'^ach  other's  blows :  the  bulls,  as  frozen,  stand ; 

Combat  they  could  not  firmer  on  the  land. 

The  children  strive  for  tk'  palm,  without  all  fear ; 

The  bulls,  alone,  solicitous  appear.  Anon,  1695. 

XXXn.     TO   FAUSTINUS. 

Orispus,  by  his  last  will,  Faustinus,  did  not  give  a  farthing 
to  his  wife.     To  whom  then  did  he  give  it  ?  To  himself.^ 

Crispus  by  will  no  doit  of  all  his  pelf 

Gave  to  ms  wife :  whom  then  ?  even  to  himself. 

Fletcher. 

Crispus  one  doit  of 's  wealth  to  none  did  leave. 

What  came  of 't,  then  ?   Who  did  his  land  receive  ? 

Alive,  to 's  belly  he  did  all  bequeath.  Anon.  1695. 

XXXIII.     TO  A  LAWTEB. 

A  certain  lawyer  is  said  to  carp  at  my  verses.  I  do  not 
know  who  he  is.     If  I  find  out,  lawyer,  woe  to  you  ! 

A  lawyer's  said,  unknown,  my  book  to  flout. 

But  woe  be  to  thee,  if  I  &id  thee  out !  Fletcher. 

XXXrV.     AIT   BPITAPH    OV    EBOTIOF,   WHO    DIED   AT    ITEABLT 
BIX  YEABS   OLD,   APTEB  HEB   PABEKTS. 

To  thee,  0  Fronto  my  father,  and  to  thee,  0  Floccilla  *  my 

^  He  had  squandered  it  all  in  luxury  before  his  death, 

'  The  Latin  is,  Hanc  tibi  Fronto  pater,  genitrix  FloeeiUa,  puelleun, 

which  leave  the  sense  ambiguous.     See  Smith's  Diet,  of  Gr.  and  Rom. 

Biogr.  art.  MarticUi; 


nooK  T.]  SPiesAMB.  239 

motliery  I  commend  this  child,  the  little  Erotion,  mj  joy  and 
my  delight,  that  she  may  not  be  terrified  at  the  dark  shades 
and  at  the  monstrous  mouth  of  the  dog  of  Tartarus.  She  would 
just  have  passed  the  cold  of  a  sizth  winter,  had  she  lived  but 
six  days  longer.  Between  protectors  so  venerable  may  she 
sport  and  play,  and  with  lisping  speech  babble  my  name.  Let 
no  rude  turf  cover  her  tender  bones,  and  press  not  heavy 
on  her,  O  earth  ;  she  pressed  but  lightly  on  thee. 

Ye  parents  Fronto  and  Floccilla  here, 

To  you  I  do  commend  my  girl,  my  dear, 

Lest  pale  Erotion  tremble  at  the  shades, 

And  the  foul  dog  of  hell's  prodigious  heads. 

Her  age  fulfilling  just  six  winters  was. 

Had  she  but  known  so  many  days  to  pass. 

'Mongst  you,  old  patrons,  may  she  sport  and  play, 

And  with  her  lisping  tongue  my  name  oft  say. 

May  the  smooth  tui^  her  soft  bones  hide,  and  be, 

O  earth,  as  light  to  her  as  she  to  thee  !  Fkteher. 

XXXV.    oir  srcLiDEs,  a  pretended  KiriaHT,  betbayed 

BY  DBOPPING  HIS   KEY. 

While  Euclides,  clad  in  purple  robes,  was  exclaiming  that 
bis  income  from  each  of  his  farms  at  Patras  was  two  hundred 
thousand  sesterces,  and  from  his  property  near  Corinth  still 
more,  and  while  he  was  tracing  down  his  long  pedigree  from 
the  beautiful  Leda,  and  resisting  Leitus,  who  was  trying  to 
make  him  leave  his  seat,^  suddenly  there  dropped  from  the 
toga  of  this  knight,  so  proud,  so  noble,  so  rich,  a  large  key 
Never,  FabuUus,  was  a  key  a  worse  friend.* 

While  Euclid,  clad  in  purple,  loud  did  brawl, 
And  near  together  by  the  ears  did  fall 
With  Leitus,  bidding  him  his  seat  to  leave. 
Protesting  proudly,  that  he  did  receive 
Two  thousand  yearly  patrimonial  rent. 
And  more,  which  his  uorinthian  manor  sent ; 
Produced  an  ancient  goodly  pedigree, 
Derived  from  Leda,  by  which  aU  might  see 
He  was  in  truth  a  knight,  rich,  potent,  great ; 
A  huge  foul  key,  the  badge  of  slaves,  T  th'  heat 

1  He  had  seated  himself  in  the  seats  of  the  knights.  See  Ep.  8  and  ]4 
'  The  key  showed  that  he  was  a  slave  ;  as  it  was  the  office  of  every 

•lave  to  carry  the  key  of  that  department  of  the  household  of  which  he 

had  the  charge. 


240  ICJlBTIA.L'8 

Unfortunately  from  his  bosom  fell. 

Did  7*  e'er  of  such  a  spiteful  key  hear  tellP     Anon.  169& 

xnvT.    TO  VATJSTnrus. 

A  certain  individual,  Faustinas,  whom  I  had  praised  in  a 
book  of  mine,  affects  not  to  know  the  fact,  as  though  he  owed 
me  nothing ;  he  has  deceived  me.^ 

Sim,  whom  I  've  prais'd  in  verse,  ignores  the  feat, 
Unwilling  to  be  grateful. — Sim  *s  a  eheat.         W.  S,  B. 

XXXTU.     OlS  THE  TOITNa  EBGTIOIT. 

Child,  more  sweet  to  me  than  the  song  of  aged  swans, 
more  tender  than  a  lamb  of  Fhalantine  GidsBSUs,'  more 
delicate  than  a  shell  of  the  Lucrine  lake ;  thou  to  whom  no 
one  could  prefer  thet  pearls  of  the  Indian  Ocean,  or  the  newly 
polished  tooth  of  the  Indian  elephant,  or  the  newly  fallen 
snow,  or  the  untouched  lily  ;  whose  hair  surpassed  the  fleece 
of  the  Spanish  flock,  the  knotted  tresses  of  the  dwellers  on 
the  Shine,  and  the  golden-coloured   field-mouse;^   whose 
breath  was  redolent  with  odours  which  rivalled  the  rose-beds 
of  FaBstum,  or  the  new  honey  of  Attic  combs,  or  amber 
just  rubbed  in  the  hand ;  compared  to  whom  the  peacock 
was  ugly,  the  squirrel  unattractive,  the  phcenix  a  common 
object ;  O  Erotion,  thy  funeral  pyre  is  yet  warm.   The  cruel 
law  of  the  inexorable  Fates  has  carried  thee  ofi*,  my  love,  my 
delight,  my  plaything,  in  thy  sixth  winter  yet  incomplete. 
Yet  my  friend  rsetus  forbids  me  to  be  sad,  although  he  smites 
his  own  breast  and  tears  his  hair  equally  with  myself.   ''Are 
you  not  ashamed  (says  he)  to  bewail  the  death  of  a  little  slave? 
1  have  buried  a  wife, — a  wife  distinguished,  haughty,  noble, 
rich,  and  yet  am  alive.*'    What  fortitude  can  be  greater  than 
that  of  my  friend  F»tus  P^He  inherits  (by  the  death  of  his 
wife)  twenty  millions  of  sesterces,  and  yet  can  live. 

The  girl  that  was  to  ear  and  sight 
More  soft  of  tone,  of  skin  more  white, 
Than  plumaged  swans,  that  yield  in  death 
The  sweetest  murmur  of  their  breath ; 
Smooth  as  Galcesus*  sofL-fleeced  flocks ; 
Dainty  as  shells  on  Lucrine  rocks  ; 

^  By  making  me  no  return. 

'  A  riyer  near  TarcDtum,  which  was  founded  by  Phalantus.    See  B.  ii 
Ep.  43.  *  Her  hair  was  auburn. 


BOOK  v.]  XFieiULMS.  241 

As  Rednsea  pearls ;  bright  ivory's  glow ; 

Unsullied  lilies ;  virgin  snow ; 

Whose  locks  were  tippM  with  ruddv  gold,  ' 

Like  wool  that  clothes  the  Bsetic  fold ; 

Like  braided  hair  of  girls  of  Khine ; 

As  tawny  field-mouse  sleek  and  fine ; 

Whose  Termeil  mouth  breathed  Psestum's  roset 

Or  balm  fresh  honey-combs  disclose ; 

Or  amber  yielding  odour  sweet 

From  the  chafing  hand's  soft  heat ; 

By  whom  the  peacock  was  not  fair ; 

Nor  squirrels,  nets ;  nor  phceniz,  rare : 

Erotion  crumbles  in  her  urn ; 

Warm  from  the  pile  her  ashes  bum : 

Ere  yet  had  closed  her  sixteenth  year, 

The  r  ates  accursed  have  spread  her  bier ; 

And  with  her  all  I  doated  on. 

My  loves,  my  joys,  my  sports,  are  gone. 

Yet  Ptetus,  who,  like  me  distressed. 

Is  fain  to  beat  his  mourning  breast, 

And  tear  his  hair  beside  a  grave, 

Asks,  '*  Blush  YOU  not  to  mourn  a  slave  P 

I  mourn  a  high,  rich,  noble  wife ; 

And  vet  I  bear  my  lot  of  life." 

Thy  fortitude  exceeds  idl  bounds : 

Thou  hast  two  hundred  thousand  pounds : 

Thou  bear'st,  *t  is  true,  thy  lot  of  fife  ; 

Thou  bear^st  the  jointure  of  diy  wife.  JEkon, 

ZXXYIII.  TO  SBXTUS,  OK  0ALLI0D0BT7S,  WHOSE  FBOFEBTT 
WITH  THAT  OF  HIS  BBOTHEB  AMOUNTED  TOGETHEB  TO 
VHB  TOBTUKE  OF  A  KKIOHT. 

Calliodoms,  friend  Sextos,  possesses  (who  does  not  know 
it  ?)  the  fortune  of  a  knight ;  bat-  Calliodorua  has  also  a 
brother.  He  who  divides  four  hundred  thousand  sesterces 
would  halve  a  fig.  Do  you  think  that  two  men  can  sit  on  one 
horse  ?  What  want  you  with  a  brother,  a  troublesome  Pollux  ? 
if  you  had  not  this  Pollux,  you  would  be  a  Castor.*  While  you 
are  one,  you  require,  Calliodoms,  two  seats.  You  are  com- 
mittine;  a  solecism,  Calliodoms.  Bise,  or  else  imitate  the  sons 
of  Leda,  and,  as  you  cannot  sit  along  with  your  brother, 
CalliodoruSy  occupy  the  seat  by  turns. 

^  Tea  would  have  been  a  complete  and  acknowledged  knigiit.    Coittf 
gaudet  eqttis,  &c.     Hor.  A.  P. 


243  li4BTIAJi'8 

Odliodor  has  a  knight's  estate,  all  know. 

The  mischief  is,  he  has  a  brother  too, 

Who  claims  one  half,  the  fie  in  twain  does  splits 

And  on  one  horse  two  knignts  are  fain  to  sit. 

How  can  thy  brother's  aim  and  thine  agree  ? 

No  Pollux  hadst  thou,  thou  might'st  Castor  be ; 

But  being  one,  as  two  if  vou  take  place, 

A  solecism 's  plainly  in  the  case. 

Leda's  kind  offspring  imitate  you  may. 

Sit  knights  by  turns,  not  both  on  the  same  day. 

Anon,  16dS. 

XXXIX.    TO  CHjLBiirns. 

Thirty  times  in  this  one  year,  Charinus,  while  you  haye 
been  arranging  to  make  your  will,  have  I  sent  you  cheese- 
cakes dripping  with  Hyblffian  thyme.  I  am  ruined :  have 
Sity  on  me  at  length,  Charinus.  Make  your  will  less  often,  or 
o  that  once  for  all,  for  which  your  cough  is  ever  falsely  l^id- 
ing  us  to  hope.  I  have  emptied  my  coffers  and  my  purse. 
Had  I  been  richer  than  Croesus,  Charinus,  I  should  become 
poorer  than  Irus,  if  you  so  frequently  devoured  my  poor 
Mpast, 

'BoTe  thirty  wiUs  a  year  thou  dost  subscribe, 

Oft'ner  I  send  thee  junkets  for  a  bribe : 

I  am  exhaust,  Channus,  pitv  me ; 

The  bottom  of  the  chest  ana  purse  I  see. 

Delude.no  more,  maJke  thy  wul  once  and  die. 

To  show  thy  cough  was  real,  not  a  lie. 

Thouffh  I  in  wealth  like  Crcesus  did  abound, 

Thanlrus  I  should  yet  be  poorer  found, 

Should'st  thou,  I  say  not  tarts,  daily  devour. 

But  of  vile  beans  and  pompions  such  a  pow*r.  Anon,  1695. 

■ 

Xli.     TO  lATBMlDOBUS,   UKSU00XS8FULLT   BLOBIFIOISQ  TO 

TBS    01U.CSS. 

You  have  painted  Venus,  Artemidorus,  while  Minerva  is 
the  object  of  your  veneration,  and  do  you  wonder  that  your 
work  has  not  given  pleasure  ? 

Dost  thou  admire,  when  Pallas  is  thy  saint. 
That  but  a  sorry  Venus  thou  dost  paint  P 
When  rigid  virtue  has  thy  study  been, 
lAor  wanton  verse  wouldst  thou  the  laurel  win  ? 

Anon,  1696 


BOOK   T.]  EPIOBAMS.  243 

XLI.     TO  DIDTliUS. 

Though  you  are  more  enervated  than  a  languid  eunuch, 
and  we&er  than  the  Cel^nean  minion  of  the  mother  of  the 
godsy  to  whom  the  mutilated  priests  of  that  inspiring  goddess 
howl,  you  prate  of  theatres,  and  rows  of  seats,  and  edicts,* 
and  purple  rohes,  and  Ides^  and  huckles,'  and  equestrian 
inoomes  ;  and,  with  a  hand  polished  with  pumice-stone,  point 
out  the  poor.  I  shall  see,  Didymus,  whether  you  are  en- 
Hiled  to  sit  on  the  henches  aUotted  to  the  knights  ;  you  cer- 
tainly  are  not  to  sit  on  those  of  the  married  men. 

You,  than  emasculate,  still  less  a  man ; 

Soft,  as  the  Celenean  hoy,  we  scan ; 

Whom  the  mad  mother's  maimlings  mourn  the  most  - 

Of  theatres,  degrees,  and  laws  you  hoast ; 

Of  flowing  rohes,  and  brilliant  broaches  tell, 

Of  Ides  renown'd  and  valuations  fell : 

And  for  yon  poor,  your  wealth  to  ascertain, 

Your  pumiced  hand  displays  the  due  disdain. 

If,  *mid  the  knights,  your  seat  we  soon  shall  see ; 

*Mid  husbands,  Didymus,  you  cannot  be.      Elphxnston. 

XLH.     WHAT  IS    OIYEir  TO   FBISNnS   IS  'SOT   LOST. 

A  cunning  thief  may  burst  open  your  coffers,  and  steal 
your  coin  ;  an  impious  fire  may  lay  waste  your  ancestral  home ; 
your  debtor  may  refuse  you  both  principal  and  interest; 
your  corn-field  may  prove  barren,  and  not  repay  the  seed  you 
have  scattered  upon  it;  a  crafty  mistress  may  rob  your 
steward ;  the  waves  may  ingulf  your  ships  laden  with  mer- 
chandise. But  what  is  bestowed  on  your  fnends  is  beyond  the 
reach  of  fortune ;  the  riches  you  give  away  are  the  only  riches 
you  will  possess  for  ever. 

Thieves  may  break  locks,  and  with  your  cash  retire ; 

Your  ancient  seat  may  be  consumed  by  fire : 

Debtors  refuse  to  pay  you  what  they  owe ; 

Or  your  ungrateful  field  the  seed  you  sow ; 

You  may  be  plundered  by  a  jilting  whore ; 

Your  ships  may  sink  at  sea  with  all  their  store : 

Who  gi^es  to  mends,  so  much  from  fate  secures ; 

That  is  the  only  wealth  for  ever  yours.  Hay. 

^  AUnding  to  the  edict  of  Domitian  about  the  seats  of  the  knights. 
£p.  8. 
*  The  Ides  of  July,  when  the  knights  rode  in  procession. 
'  Buckles  for  the  robe  worn  by  the  knights. 

b3 


244  mjlBTTal's 

Your  slave  will  with  your  gold  abscond, 

The  fire  your  home  lay  low, 
Your  debtor  will  disown  his  bond, 

Your  farm  no  crops  bestow : 
Your  steward  a  mistress  frail  shall  cheat ; 
Your  freighted  ship  the  storms  will  beat ; 
That  only  from  mischance  you  '11  save, 

Which  to  your  friends  is  given ; 
The  only  wealth  you  11  always  have 

Is  that  you  *ve  lent  to  heaven. 

English  Journal  of  Education^  Jan.  1856. 

XLIII.     ON  THJLIB   AND   LJaOANIA. 

Thais  has  black,  Lascania  white  teeth ;  what  is  the  reason  P 
Thais  has  her  own,  Lscania  bought  ones. 

Thais  her  teeth  are  black  and  nought, 

Lecania*s  white  are  grown : 
But  what 's  the  reason  ?  these  are  bought, 

The  other  wears  her  own.  Fletcher. 

Nell's  teeth  are  white ;  but  Betty*8  teeth  are  brown : 
Hemmet's  Nell's  are ;  but  Betty's  are  her  own.  -Bay. 

Kate's  teeth  are  black ;  white  lately  Bell's  are  grown : 

Bell  buys  her  teeth,  and  Kate  still  keeps  her  own.    Hodgson. 

ILIV.     TO   DENTO. 

How  has  it  come  about,  I  ask,  how  has  it  so  suddenly  come 
about,  Dento,  that  though  I  have  asked  you  to  dinner 
four  times,  you  have  (who  would  believe  it  ?)  constantly  pre- 
sumed to  refuse  me  ?  You  not  only  avoid  looking  back  Wnen 
I  call,  but  you  flee  from  me  as  I  follow  you, — me  whom  tou 
so  lately  used  to  hunt  for  at  the  baths,  at  the  theatres,  and  at 
bver^  place  of  resort  P  The  reason  is,  that  you  have  been 
captivated  by  a  more  delicate  table,  and  that  a  richer  kitchen 
has  attracted  you  like  a  dog.  But  very  soon,  when  your  rich 
host  shall  have  found  you  out,  and  left  you  in  disgust,  you 
will  come  back  to  the  bones  of  your  old  dinner  with  me. 

What  is  the  cause  ?  what  new  thing 's  fallen  out  P 

That  Dento,  oft  invited,  is  so  stout, 

(Beyond  belief)  my  table  to  refuse  ? 

He,  who  through  all  the  porticos  did  use. 

The  baths,  the  theatres,  to  hunt  me  out, 

Flies,  when  I  call,  and  will  not  turn  about. 


BOOK  T.]  SFIGRAJifS.  245 

The  myst'ry  is,  he*as  found  a  fatter  treat; 
Like  dogs,  is  drawn  by  strongest  scent  of  meat. 
But  soon  as  known,  the  ereat  he  will  disgust; 
Then  for  my  scraps  he  '11  leap,  and  for  a  crust  Anon,  1695. 

XXT.     TO  BASSA. 

You  say,  Bassa,  that  jou  are  beautiful ;  you  say  that  you 
are  a  maiden.  She  who  is  not  so,  Bassa,  is  generally  ready 
to  BtLj  that  she  is. 

Thou  miEdc'st  thee  fair,  and  young  bidd'st  us  suppose. 

To  do  and  say  what  is  not,  Bassa  knows.  SiphituUm. 

ILVI.     TO   DIADVKEKUS.*. 

As  I  dislike  all  kisses,  except  those  which  I  have  secured 
with  a  struggle,  and  as  your  anger,  Diadumenus,  pleases  me 
more  than  your  face,  I  orten  flog  you  that  I  may  often  haye  to 
solicit  you.    The  result  is,  that  you  neither  fear  me  nor  loye 

me. 

While  ey'ry  joy  I  scorn,  but  that  I  snatch ; 

And  me  thy  fury,  more  than  features,  catch ; 

I  often  condescend  to  ask  consent : 

That  thou  nor  fear'st  nor  loyest  me,  proves  the  event. 

^Iphinston. 

XLVII.     ON   PHILO. 

Philo  swears  that  he  has  never  dined  at  home,  and  it  is 
so ;  he  does  not  dine  at  all,  except  when  invited  out. 

Thou  say*8t,  thou  never  supp*st  at  home.  Tis  right, 
That  is,  thou  fastest,  when  none  does  thee  invite, 

Anon,  1695. 
Ned  swears  he  never  sups  at  home :  then  Ned, 
Not  supping  out,  goes  supperless  to  bed.  Say. 

Jack  boasts  he  never  dines  at  home. 

With  reason,  too,  no  doubt : 
In  truth,  Jack  never  dines  at  all, 

Unless  invited  out.  Anon, 

XLVITT.     OJr  ENCOLPUS.* 

To  what  does  not  love  compel  us  ?  Encolpus  has  shorn  his 
locks,  against  the  wish  of  his  master,  who  did  not  even  for- 
bid him.  Fudens  permitted,  though  lamentiue  it.  Just  so  did 
the  father,  foreboding  evil,  give  up  the  rems  to  the  rash 
Phaeton.  Just  so  did  the  stolen  Hylas,  and  the  discovered 
1  B.  itL  Ep.  65.  s  See  B.  i.  £p.  32. 


24G  mabtial's 

Achilles,  part  with  their  locks,  the  latter  gladly,  though  to 
the  grief  of  his  mother.  But  maj  thj  beard  be  in  no  naate 
to  come,  or  presume  on  thy  shorn  hair ;  but  may  it  be  late 
in  appearing,  in  return  for  so  great  a  sacrifice. 

Whither  will  not  all-duteous  love  compel ! 

His  TOW  obtain'd,  Encolpus'  honours  fell. 

While  thus  the  thankful  ooy  rel^on  kept, 

Though  not  forbidding,  feeline  Fudens  wept. 

So  Phoebus  yielded  erst  th'  willing  rein 

To  the  rash  youth,  whom  he  forbade  in  Tain. 

So  ravish'd  Hylas  laid  his  glory  down : 

So  cau&^ht  Achilles  kindled  for  renown. 

When  he- denied  his  graceful  locks  to  flow, 

And  triumph*d  impious  in  a  mother's  woe. 

But  make  no  haste,  nor  trust  the  votive  hair ; 

And  late,  thou  beard,  for  such  a  boon  repair.     JSIphinston, 

XLIX.     TO   LABIENTTS,   PABTIALLY  BALD. 

When  I  happened  to  see  you  a  while  ago,  Labienus,  sitting 
alone,  I  thought  you  were  three  persons.  The  number  of 
the  divisions  of  your  bald  head  deceived  me.  You  have  on 
each  side  locks  of  hair,  which  might  grace  even  a  youth.  In 
the  middle,  your  head  is  bare,  and  not  a  single  hair  is  to  be 
remarked  in  the  whole  of  that  extensive  area.  This  illusion  was 
of  advantage  to  you  in  December,  when  the  emperor  distri- 
buted the  presents  of  the  Saturnalia ;  vou  returned  home 
with  three  baskets  of  provisions.  I  fancy  that  Gheryon 
must  have  resembled  you.  Avoid,  I  advise  you,  the  portico 
of  Philippus ;  if  Hercules  sees  you,  it  is  all  over  with  you.^ 

When,  Labiene,  by  chance  I  thee  did  see 

Sitting  alone,  I  thought  thou  hadst  been  three. 

The  number  of  thy  baldness  me  deceived. 

For  here  and  there  thy  hairs  I  then  retrieved, 

Which  a  boy's  head  will  hardly  well  become ; 

Upon  thy  crown  lies  a  large  vacant  room, 

A  floor  wherein  no  hair  's  observed  to  be. 

Yet  this  December*s  error  yields  to  thee, 

That  when  the  emp'ror  keeps  his  solemn  day, 

Thou  carry'st  three  shares  of  his  alms  away. 

Geryon,  I  suppose,  was  such  a  one : 

But  when  thou  scest  Philippus'  porch,  begone ; 

K  Hercules  shall  spy  thee,  th*  art  undone.        FleMer. 

•  Hercules,  whose  statue  is  in  the  portico  of  Philippus,  will  take  yon 
for  the  three-headed  Oeryon. 


BOOK   T.]  X7IQSAM8.  24!f 

I  saw  thee  lately  sitting  all  alone. 

And  that  thou  nadst  been  three  I  durst  haye  sworn. 

Thy  seeming  num'rous  heads  so  me  deceiyed, 

Thy  pate  here  lock*d,  and  there  of  hair  bereaved ; 

Not  with  love-locks,  which  beauteous  bovs  do  wear, 

But  some  parts  tufted  were,  much  broader  bare. 

Thy  various  baldness  stood  thee  late  in  stead, 

When  Csesar  doled  the  people  meat  and  bread ; 

For  thou  bor*st  home  what  did  belong  to  three : 

The  fam'd  Geryon,  sure,  was  such  as  Uiee. 

Philippus'  portico  I  advise  thee  fly  : 

If  Hercules  spy  thee,  thou  art  sure  to  die.    Anon,  1695. 

L.     TO   ACHBOPINUS. 

Whenever  I  dine  at  home,  Charopinus,  and  do  not  invite 
joxkj  your  anger  forthwith  exceeds  all  bounds ;  you  are  ready 
to  run  me  through  with  a  drawn  sword,  if  you  discover  that 
mj  kitchen  fire  has  been  lighted  without  a  view  to  your  en- 
tertainment. What  then,  shall  I  not  be  allowed  for  once  to 
defraud  you  of  a  dinner  ?  Nothing  is  more  shameless,  Cha- 
ropinus, than  that  throat  of  yours.  Cease  at  length,  I  pray 
you,  to  watch  my  kitchen,  and  allow  my  hearth  sometimes 
to  disappoint  you. 

If  I  e'er  sup  at  home,  and  not  chance  to  invite. 
My  poor  Cnaropine  fills,  not  with  food,  but  with  spite. 
Nay,  his  rage  draws  the  whinyard  to  whip  my  limgs  through. 
When  he  learns  that  my  hearth  dared  to  heat  without  you. 
la  my  eVry  such  theft  an  infiringement  of  law  P 
Surely  nought  is  more  impudent  than  such  a  maw. 
Cease,  I  pray,  to  attend  to  my  culinar  chimes ; 
And  let  my  cunning  cook  put  upon  you  sometimes. 

ElphiMton, 

LI.     TO  BinPUB,   OK  ▲  PBETSITDBI)  LJLWYXB. 

Hiat  person  yonder,  who  has  his  left  arm  heavily  laden, 
with  manuscripts,  who  is  closely  pressed  by  a  beardless  band 
of  short-hand  writers,  who  fixes  a  grave  look  on  papers  and 
letters,  which  people  bring  him  from  various  quarters,  as- 
suming a  demeanour  like  that  of  Cato,  or  Cicero,  or  Brutus, 
that  person,  I  say,  Bufus,  even  should  torture  try  to  compdl 
bim,  cannot  properly  utter  "  good  morning,"  either  in  Latin 
or  in  Ghreek.  If  you  think  I  am  joking,  let  us  go  and  addresa 
him. 


248  HABTIAL*S 

He  whose  left  arm  loaden  with  books  you  see, 
And  throng'd  with  busy  clerks  to  that  degree, 
Whose  face  composed  attentively  does  hear 
Causes  and  suits  pour'd  in  at  either  ear, 
Most  like  a  Cato,  Tully,  or  a  Brute, 
If  put  upon  the  rack,  could  not  salute 
In  Latin,  Ave,  or  Xaipt  in  the  Greek : 
And,  if  thou  doubt  the  truth,  let 's  to  him  speak. 

Anon,  1695. 

LU.     TO   POSTTJMTTS. 

Tour  services  to  me  I  remember,  and  shall  never  forget. 
"Why  then  am  I  silent  about  them,  Postumus  ?  Because  you 
yourself  talk  of  them.  Whenever  I  begin  to  speak  to  any  one 
of  your  flavours,  he  immediately  exclaims,  "  He  has  told  me 
of  them  himself."  There  are  certain  things  which  cannot 
be  well  done  by  two  people ;  one  is  enough  in  this  case. 
If  you  wish  me  to  speak,  keep  silence  yourself.  Believe  me, 
Postumus,  gifts,  however  great,  are  deprived  of  their  value 
by  garrulity  on  the  part  of  the  donor. 

What  thou  conferr'st  on  me  I  do 

Remember,  and  shall  think  on  too. 

Why  therefore  do  I  hold  my  tongue  ? 

Cause,  Posthumus,  thou  ne'er  hast  done. 

As  often  as  I  ^o  to  treat 

Of  these  thy  gifts  to  them  I  meet, 

*T  is  presently  replied, "  Forbear, 

He  wnisper'd  it  into  my  ear." 

Two  men  some  things  cannot  do  well : 

One  person  may  suffice  to  tell. 

And  do  this  work :  if  it  may  please 

That  I  shall  speak,  then  hold  thy  peace. 

For  prithee,  Postumus,  believe, 

Though  that  thy  gifts  are  great  to  give 

All  thanks  must  perish,  and  are  lost, 

When  authors  their  own  actions  boast.        Fleteher* 

Your  favours  to  me  I  remember  well ; 

But  do  not  mention  them ;  because  you  tell. 

Whenever  I  beffin,  I  'm  answer'd  straight, 

"  I  heard  from  ois  own  mouth  what  you  relate." 

Two  ill  become  the  business  but  of  one  j 

Be  you  but  silent,  I  will  speak  alone. 

Great  are  your  gifts ;  but  when  proclaimed  around, 

The  obligation  dies  upon  the  sound.  Jlay, 


BOOK  T.]  EPTGBAMS.  249 

To  John  I  owed  great  obligation, 

But  John,  unhappily,  thought  fit 
To  publish  it  to  all  the  nation  : 

Sure  John  and  I  are  more  than  quit.        Prior, 

IiUl.     TO   B^SSVS,   A  WBITEB   OF  TBA6XDIES. 

"Why,  my  good  sir,  do  you  write  about  the  Colchian 
queen  r  why  about  Thyestes  ?  what  have  you  to  do,  Bassus, 
with  Niobe,  or  Andromache  ?  The  fittest  subject  for  your 
pen  is  Deucali9n,  or,  if  he  does  not  please  you,  Phaeton.^ 

My  Bassus,  why  ?  why  dost  thou  write 

Thyestes'  feast  ?  Medea's  flight  ? 

What  hast  to  do  with  Niobe  ? 

Or  Troy's  remains,  Andromache  ? 

Deucalion's  feat 's  a  theme  more  fit, 

Or  Phaethon's,  to  share  thy  wit.         Fletcher. 

Why  dost  thou,  Bassus,  of  Thyestes  write  ^ 

Niooe's  tears,  or  of  Medea's  fiight  ? 

A  fitter  subject  of  thy  verse  by  far, 

Phaethon's  burning,  or  the  Deluge,  were.    Anon.  1695. 

LIT.      Oir  A  BHETOEICIAK. 

My  firiend,  the  rhetorician,  has  become  an  -improvisatore  ; 
he  had  not  written  down  Calpumius's  name,  yet  he  saluted 
him  correctly.' 

Extemporist  thou  *rt  now,  and  of  renown, 

Calpumius  canst  salute,  not  writing  down.  Anon.  1695. 

LT.   OS  THE   nCA&E   OP  AK  EAGLE   OABBTTFfG  JTTPITEB. 

Tell  me  whom  thou  art  carrying,  queen  of  birds.  "  The 
Thunderer."  Why  does  he  carry  no  thunderbolts  in  his 
grasp  ?  "  He  is  in  love."  For  whom  is  he  warmed  with 
passion  ?  "  For  a  youth."  Why  dost  thou,  with  thy  mouth 
open,  look  round  so  mildly  on  Jupiter  p  "  I  am  speaking  to 
him  of  Ganymede." 

Say,  queen  of  birds,  whom  hast  thou  there  ? 

"  The  mighty  thunderer  I  bear." 

I  see  no  bolts  ;  and  that  seems  odd. 

"No  bolts  become  a  loving  god." 

The  object  what?    "A  beauteous  boy: 

This  Ganymede  is  all  his  joy."  Elphintion. 

^  InUmating  that  his  tragedies  had  better  be  thrown  into  the  water  or 
the  fire.  a  See  £p.  22. 


250  lCABTLiL*8 

LVI.     TO  LTTPFB, 

To  what  master  to  intrust  your  son,  Lupus,  has  been  an 
anxious  object  of  consideration  with  you  for  some  time. 
Avoid,  I  advise  you,  all  the  grammarians  and  rhetoricians;  let 
him  have  nothing  to  do  with  the  books  of  Cicero  or  Vii^ ; 
let  him  leave  Tutilius  *  to  his  fame.  K  he  makes  verses,  give 
him  no  encouragement  to  be  a  poet ;  if  he  wishes  to  study 
lucrative  arts,  make  him  learn  to  play  on  the  guitar  or  flute. 
If  he  seems  to  be  of  a  dull  oisposition,  make  him  au 
auctioneer  or  an  architect. 

Whene'er  I  meet  you,  still  you  cry, 

"What  shall  I  do  with  Bob  my  boy  P  * 

Since  this  affair  you'd  have  me  treat  on, 

Ne*er  send  the  lad  to  Paul's  or  Eton. 

The  Muses  let  him  not  confide  in, 

But  leave  those  jilts  to  fate  or  Drjrden. 

If  with  damn'd  rhimes  he  racks  his  vrits. 

Send  him  to  Mevis  or  St  Kit's. 

Would  you  with  wealth  his  pockets  store  well? 

Teach  him  to  pimp  or  bolt  a  door  well : 

If  he  *a8  a  head  not  worth  a  stiver, 

Make  him  a  curate  or  hog-driver.  Tom  Brown, 

You  on  one  great  concern  your  thoughts  employ ; 
Still  askinff  now  to  educate  your  boy. 
First,  carefully  avoid,  if  you  are  wise, 
All  Greek  ana  Latin  masters,  I  advise* 
Let  him  both  Cicero  and  Virgil  shun. 
Unless  you  wish  him  to  be  quite  undone. 
Then,  of  a  lad  you  never  can  have  hope. 
Who  verses  makes,  or  reads  a  line  in  Pope. 
If  he  in  p;ainful  business  would  engage, 
(  Teach  him  to  sing  or  play  upon  the  stage. 

Or  if  he  is  too  dull  to  be  a  player. 
Teach  him  to  job,  and  he  may  die  a  mayor.         Siajf^ 

LVIt.     TO   CINWA. 

When  I  call  you  "My  lord,"  do  not  be  vain,  Cinna.  I  often  j 
return  your  slave's  salutation  in  a  similar  way. 

When  <<  Sir"  I  call  thee,  be  not  pleased ;  for  know, 
Cinna,  I  often  call  thy  servant  so.  Wrighi, 

*  A  rhetorician,  whose  daughter  Quintilian  msrried. 


BOOK  T.I  EPIGRAMS.  251 

On  a  newly  made  Baronei* 
Though  I  do  "  Sir"  thee,  be  not  Tain,  I  praj : 
I  *'  Sir  "  mj  monkej  Jacko  every  day. 

Cyrue  Beddvig.  N.  M.  Mag.,  1828. 

LTIU.      TO  POSTUHUS. 

Yoa  tell  me,  Fostumus,  that  you  will  live  to-morrow ;  you 
always  say  to-morrow,  Postumus.  Tell  me,  Fostumus,  when 
will  that  to-morrow  arrive  P  How  far  is  that  to-morrow  off  P 
Where  is  it  ?  or  where  is  it  to  be  found  P  Is  it  hidden 
among  the  Parthians  and  Armenians  P  That  to-morrow  al- 
ready counts  up  as  many  years  as  those  of  Priam  or  Nestor. 
For  how  much,  tell  me,  may  that  to-morrow  be  bought  ? 
You  will  live  to-morrow :  even  to-day  it  is  too  late  to  begin 
to  live.   He  is  the  wise  man,  Fostumus,  who  lived  yesterday. 

To-morrow,  Posthumus,  to-morrow  still 

Thou  sayst,  thoult  live :  but,  Posthumus,  when  will 

That  morrow  come  P  how  far  ?  where  to  be  found  ? 

Is 't  in  the  Parthian  or  Armenian  ground  P 

Or  can  that  morrow  Priam's  ^e  out-boast  P 

Or  Nestor's  ?  tell  what  Ti'ill  that  morrow  cost  P 

Thou  It  live  to-morrow  P — ^this  day's  life  *s  too  late: 

He  's  wise  that  lived  before  the  present  date.        Fkteher, 

To-morrow  you  will  live,  you  always  ciy ; 

In  what  fair  country  does  this  morrow  ue, 

That 't  is  so  mighty  long  ere  it  arrive  P 

Beyond  the  Indies  does  this  morrow  live  P 

'T  18  so  far-fetch'd,  this  morrow,  that  I  fear 

'T  will  be  both  very  old  and  very  dear. 

••To-morrow  I  will  live,"  the  fool  does  say ; 

To-day  itself 's  too  late, — ^the  wise  lived  yesterday.  Cowley, 

"  To-morrow,  and  to-morrow,"  still  you  say, 

••  To-morrow  1 11  reform,  but  live  to-day." 

When  wiU  to-morrow  come  P  or  where  be  found  P 

Lurks  it  on  Indian  or  Peruvian  ground  P 

*T  is  now,  alas  I  three  generations  old, 

And  at  no  price  is  that  to-morrow  sold. 

For  look !  the  hour  of  sale  has  pass*d  away : 

He  who  is  wise  has  purchased  yesterday.  Hodgeon. 

LDC.     TO   STELLA. 

In  forbearing  to  send  you  either  silver  or  gold,  eloquent 
8tella»  I  have  acted  for  your  interest.  Whoever  makes  great 


252  mabtial's 

presents,  wishes  great  presents  to  be  made  him  in  return. 
Bj  my  present  of  earthenware  yases  yoa  will  be  released 
from  sucn  an  obligation. 

That  I  nor  gold  nor  silver  to  tnee  send, 

I  this  forbear,  for  thy  sake,  learned  friend. 

Who  gives  great  gifts,  expects  great  gifts  again ; 

My  cheap  ones  to  return  will  cause  no  pain.    Anon.  1695. 

LX.     TO  ▲  DETBjLCTOB. 

Although  you  bark  at  me  for  ever  and  ever,  and  weary  me 
with  your  shameless  invectives,  I  am  determined  to  persist  in 
denying  you  that  fame  which  you  have  been  so  long  seeking, 
namely,  that  you,  such  as  you  are,  may  be  read  of  in  my 
works  throughout  the  whole  world.  For  why  should  any  one 
know  that  you  ever  existed?  You  must  perish  unknown, 
wretched  man ;  it  must  be  so.  Still  there  will  not  be  want- 
ing in  this  town  perhaps  one  or  two,  or  three  or  four,  who 
may  like  to  gnaw  a  dog's  hide.  For  myself,  I  keep  my 
hands  away  from  such  corruption. . 

Snarl  on ;  you  never  shall  your  purpose  eain : 

What  long  you  seek,  you  still  shall  seek  m  vain. 

Who  aim  at  any,  rather  than  no  fame : 

I  will  not,  to  abuse  you,  use  your  name. 

It  never  in  my  writings  shall  be  seen, 

Or  the  world  Know  that  such  a  wretch  hath  been. 

Try  to  make  others  angry  when  you  bellow, 

I  soom  to  meddle  with  a  dirty  fellow.  Ifay, 

LXI.      TO   KABIAVTia. 

Who  is  that  curly -pated  fellow,  who  is  always  at  the  side 
of  your  wife,  Marianus  ?  Who  is  that  curly-pated  fellow  ? 
He  who  is  always  whispering  some  soft  notning  into  my 
lady's  gentle  ear,  and  pressing  her  chair  with  his  right 
elbow  P  He  on  all  of  whose  fingers  is  displayed  the  light  sum- 
'  mer  ring,  and  whose  legs  are  disfigured  by  not  even  a  single 
hair  ?  Do  you  give  me  no  answer?  "He  attends,"  say  you, 
"  to  my  wife's  affairs."  Truly  he  is  a  trustworthy  gentle- 
man, and  looks  like  a  man  of  business, — one  who  bears  the 
character  of  agent  in  his  very  face ;  the  Chian  Aufidius  *  will 
not  be  more  energetic  than  he.  Oh  how  weU,  Marianus, 
you   deserve  a  slap  from  Latinus !  I  imagine  you  will  be 

^  A  Ucentioiis  character  of  that  day,  mentioned  by  Juvenal,  ix.  25. 


BOOK  Y.]  SPIOBAKB.  253 

the  successor  of  Panniculus.^  He  attends  to  your  wife's 
affairs !  Does  that  curlj-pated  fellow  attend  to  any  affairs  ? 
Yes,  he  attends,  not  to  your  wife's  affairs,  but  yours. 

Who  w  that  beau  ?  pray  tell  me,  for  you  know, 

StiU  near  your  wife  P  pray  tell  me,  who  *8  that  beau, 

Still  pouring  nonsense  in  her  glowing  ear ; 

With  his  right  elbow  leaning  on  her  chair; 

Who  on  his  hand  the  sparkling  brilliant  wears — 

His  hand  almost  as  soft  and  white  as  hers? 

**  That  man  is,  though  he  now  so  gay  appears, 

A  lawyer  who  transacts  my  wife's  afllairs. 

A  lawyer  that !  I  vow,  you  make  me  stare ! 

Surely  Lord  Foppington  *s  tum'd  practiser. 

A  lawyer  that !  you  are  a  precious  squire. 

Fit  for  a  Gomez  in  the  Spanish  Fryar ! 

Your  wife's  affairs!  believe  me,  one  so  fine 

Transacts  not  her  affairs,  so  much  as  thine.  Hay, 

I.XII.      TO   HIS    GUESTS,   OFFEBHTO  THEM  HIS   HOUSE  AlTD 

GBOUNDS   UliTEUBKIBHED. 

You  may  remain  in  my  gardens,  my  s^ests,  as  long  as  you 
please,  if  you  can  submit  U>  lie  upon  the  bare  ground,  or  if 
plenty  of  furniture  is  brought  in  for  your  use  along  with 
you ;  for  as  to  mine,  it  has  already  suffered  sufficiently  from 
former  guests.  Not  one  cushion,  even  emptied  of  its  feathers, 
remains  to  cover  my  broken  couches,  the  sacking  of  which 
lies  rotting  with  the  cords  all  severed.  Let  us  share  the 
premises,  however,  between  us.  I  have  bought  the  gardens ; 
that  is  the  greater  part :  do  you  furnish  them ;  that  is  the 
less. 

Stay  your  owne  time,  and  what  my  house  affords 
Take  as  your  owne ;  so  you  can  lye  on  boards. 
Or  will  bring  with  you  your  own  furniture, 
For  mine,  o'er-wome,  longer  will  not  endure : 
Of  quilts  to  my  patch'd  bedds  I  have  no  store, 
The  bedd-cordfs  broake,  the  ticks  lie  on  the  floore : 
But  if  to  live  in  common  you  think  fitt, 
I  've  bought  the  house ;  do  you  then  furnish  it. 

Old  MS.  leth  OetU. 

LXm.      TO   POKTICUS,  A  FOOLISH  WEITEB. 

•*  What  do  you  think,"  say  you,  "  Marcus,  of  my  compo- 

^  A  clown,  who  played  with  Latinus  as  harlequin,  or  some  similar 
character.    See  B.  iL  £p.  72. 


254  MiLBTIAL'B 

Bitions?*'  Such  is  the  question  which  you  often  and 
auxiouslj  put  to  me,  Fonticus.  I  admire  them,  I  am 
amazed,  nothing  is  more  perfect,  ^sulus  himself  must 
bow  to  your  superior  genius.  "  Do  you  Uiink  so  ?  "  say  yon ; 
**  then  may  CsBsar,  then  may  Capitoline  Jove  be  propitious 
to  you !  "    Nay,  may  he  be  propitious  to  you  rather  I 

Often  you  ask,  solicitouB  as  Bayes, 

That  I  would  cast  mv  eye  upon  your  lavs. 

I  'm  charm*d— astomsh'd :  noUiing  is  so  mie : 

T  is  Shakespear^s  spirit  breathes  in  every  line. 

"Think  you  so?"  say  you;  "bless  you  for  a  trae 

Critic,  as  well  as  friend. — And  God  bless  you.      J9!ay. 


LXIY.      TO  HIS    SEBYANTS. 

Fill  double  cups  of  Falernian,  Callistus ;  dissolve  into  it, 
Alcimus,  the  summer  snow.^  Let  my  hair  drip  richly  with 
abundance  of  nard,  and  my  temples  be  encircled  with  wreaths 
of  roses.  The  Mausoleums,  close  at  hand,  bid  us  live^  for 
they  teach  us  that  even  gods'  can  die. 

You,  boy,  two  measures  of  briske  wine  let  flow. 
And  you,  pour  on  it  summer  cooleing  snow ; 
Lett  my  moist  haire  with  rich  perfumes  abound. 
With  loades  of  rosy  wreaths  my  temples  crown'd : 
'*  Live  now,"  our  neighbouring  stately  tombes  doe  oryy 
**  Since  kings,  you  see  (your  petty  gods),  can  dye. 

Old  MS.  leth  Cent. 

Boy !  let  my  cup  with  rosy  wine  overflow, 

Above  the  meltmg  of  the  summer  snow : 

Let  my  wet  hair  with  wasteful  odour  shine. 

And  loads  of  roses  round  my  temples  twine : 

Tombs  of  the  CsBsars,  your  sad  honours  cry, 

"  Live,  little  men,  for  lo !  the  gods  can  die.**     Hodgmm, 

Fill  high  the  bowl  with  sparkling  wine ; 

Cool  the  bright  draught  with  summer  snow. 

Amid  my  locks  let  odours  flow ; 
Around  my  temples  roses  twine. 
See  yon  proud  emblem  of  decay, 

Yon  lordly  pile  that  braves  the  sky! 

*  Snow  preserved  till  summer,  for  the  purpose  of  being  dissoWed  in  tke 
wine  to  cool  it 
'  Tlie  emperors,  who  desired  to  be  worshipped  as  gods. 


BOOK  T.]  XFI011A.1CS.  255 

It  bids  UB  live  our  little  day, 
Teaching  that  gods  themselves  maj  die.      Merwale. 

LXY.      TO   CJRSJlR, 

The  subjugation  of  the  Nemean  lion  and  the  Arcadian 
wild-boar, — and  of  the  athlete  of  the  Libyan  plain, — the  con- 
quest of  the  dread  Eryx  amid  Sicilian  dust, — the  destruc- 
tion of  Cacus  the  terror  of  the  woods,  who,  with  stealthy 
conning  used  to  draw  oxen  by  their  taUs  to  his  cave, — 
secured  to  Alcides,  notwithstanding  the  opposition  of  his 
stepmother,  a  place  in  heaven  among  the  stars.  But  how 
small  are  such  achievements,  Cesar,  compared  to  what  are  per- 
formed on  thy  arena !  There  each  new  morning  exhibits  to  us 
greater  contests.  How  many  monsters  fall,  more  terrible  than 
that  of  Nemea !  How  many  Maenalian  boars  does  thy  spear ' 
stretch  on  the  ground !  W  ere  the  thrice-conquered  Iberian 
shepherd,  Geryon,  to  be  restored  to  life,  thou  hast  a  champion, 
CsBsar,  that  would  conquer  even  him.  And  though  the  hydra 
of  Grecian  Lema  be  often  celebrated  for  the  number  of  its 
heads,*  what  is  that  monster  compared  to  the  crocodiles  of 
the  Nile  ?  For  such  exploits,  Augustus,  the  gods  awarded 
earlj  immortality  to  Alcides ;  to  thee  they  will  award  it  late. 

While  fain  the  envious  stepdame  would  preclude 
The  meed  of  merit,  in  a  vengeful  mood ; 
To  Hercules  gave  heaven,  in  various  lore, 
A  Nemea's  terror,  and  Arcadia's  boar ; 
The  chasten'd  plaster  of  the  Libyan  school; 
Hot  Eryx  laid  in  dust  Sicilian  cool ; 
The  foresf  s  panic,  all  unknown  till  then. 
Who  backward  drew  the  heifers  to  his  den 
What  portion  these,  dread  Cfesar,  of  thy  sand  ? 
Superior  combats  does  each  mom  command. 
What  huger  than  the  Nemean  monster  fall ! 
And  what  Menalians  does  thy  spear  appal ! 
The  threefold  fight  of  the  Iberian  swam. 
Returning,  would  renew  a  Oeryon  slain. 
Oft  bids  the  Grecian  Lema  swell  the  style : 
Yet  what 's  a  hydra  to  the  births  of  Nile  P 
Soon  gave  just  gods  Alcides  heaven  to  see; 
But  late,  Augustus,  shall  they  welcome  thee. 

>  The  spear  of  GsTpophorusy  thy  servant    See  de  Spectac.  Ep.  15. 


256  ICABTIAL^B 

LIVI.      TO   POXTILIAKirS. 

Though  I  often  salute  jou,  you  never  salute  me  first ;  I 
shall  therefore,  Pontilianus,  salute  you  with  an  eternal  fare- 
well. 

Fontilian  ne'er  salutes  till  after  me ; 

So  his  farewell  shall  everlasting  be.        Fletcher, 

I  often  bow ;  your  hat  you  never  stir : 

So,  once  for  all,  your  humble  servant,  sir.      Hay, 

LIVII.      OUT  A   SWALLOW. 

When  the  Attic  birds,  after  their  custom,  were  seeking 
their  winter  retreats,  one  of  them  remained  in  her  nest. 
The  other  birds,  returning  at  the  approach  of  spring,  dis- 
covered the  crime,  and  tore  the  deserter  in  pieces.  Her 
punishment  came  late ;  the  guilty  mother  had  deserved  such 
a  death,  but  it  was  at  the  time  that  she  slaughtered  Itys.' 

When  the  Athenian  birds  explored  their  way 

To  the  blest  climes  that  know  no  winter's  day, 

One  hapless  twitt'rer,  who  disdain'd  the  rest, 

Outbraved  the  rigours  in  the  fenceful  nest : 

Till  the  clan,  comine  with  the  genial  spring, 

As  a  deserter  held  the  loit'ring  thinf. 

Thus  late  the  guilty  parent  penance  hore, 

Who  whilom  her  own  guiltless  Itys  tore.    ElphinaUm. 

LXYUI.      TO   LXSBIA,  WITH  A   LOCK  OF   HAIB  FBOH 

OEBMAirr. 

I  send  you  this  tress,  Lesbia,  from  the  northern  regions, 
that  you  may  know  how  much  lighter  your  own  is.* 

Hair,  from  the  clime  where  ffolden  tresses  grow, 
I  sent,  that  Lesbia's  locks  might  brighter  glow. 

Elphin$ton, 

LXIX.      ON  MARK  ANTONY. 

O  Antony,  thou  canst  cast  no  reproach  upon  the  Egyp- 
tian Pothinus,'  thou  who   didst  more  injury  by  the  mur- 

*  Alluding  to  the  fable  of  Progne,  who  tore  in  pieces  her  son  Itys,  and 
was  afterwards  changed  into  a  swallow. 

*  The  courtesans  at  Rome,  at  that  time,  wore  false  light  hair.  Lesbia*fl 
was  eztraTagantly  light. 

'  For  you  are  as  bad  as  he.    He  killed  Pompey,  you  Cicero.    See  B 
iii.  Ep.  66. 


/ 


BOOK  T.]  EPIOBAMS.  257 

der  of  Cicero,  than  by  all  your  proscription  lists.  Why  did 
you  draw  the  sword,  madman,  against  the  mouth  of  Eome  ? 
Such  a  crime  not  even  Catiline  himself  would  have  com- 
mitted. An  impious  soldier  was  corrupted  by  your  accursed 
^old,  and  for  so  much  money  procured  you  the  silence  of  a 
single  tongue.  But  of  what  avail  to  you  is  the  dearly-bought 
Buppresfdon  of  that  sacred  eloquence  P  On  behalf  of  Cicero 
the  whole  world  will  speak. 

So  black,  Mark  Antony,  so  foul  's  thy  name, 
That  ev'n  Pothinua'  guilt  thou  dai^st  not  blame: 
In  TullVs  gore  alone  more  deeply  dyed. 
Than  all  the  sea  of  blood  thou  shedd'st  beside. 
How  durst  thou,  madman,  sheath  thy  impious  blade 
In  Rome's  own  throat  P — ^in  Tully's  life  invade 
The  commonwealth's?  A  crime  that  put  a  stand 
To  Cat'line's  soul,  and  damp'd  his  danng  hand. 
Thou  hir'dst  a  villain  with  accursed  gold 
To  gag  the  tongue  that  did  thy  life  unfold ; 
What  boots  it  thee,  to  silence,  at  such  price. 
One  divine  tongue  ?   Think'st  so  to  hide  thy  vice  ? 
For  virtue  now,  and  murder'd  Tully's  sake, 
AU  tongues  inveigh,  and  all  philippics  make. 

Anon,  1695. 
LXX.      TO   HAXUiUS,   ON   SYBISCUS. 

Syriscus,  while  wandering  about  among  the  low  taverns 
in  the  neighbourhood  of  the  four  baths,^  has  dissipated, 
Maximus,  ten  whole  millions  of  sesterces,  recently  lavished 
upon  him  by  his  patron.  Oh  what  gluttony,  to  have  con- 
sumed ten  millions  of  sesterces !  And  how  much  greater  does 
it  appear,  when  we  consider  that  he  consumed  it  without  sit- 
ting down  to  table !  ^ 

In  rambling  only  through  base  booths  and  huts, 

Vile  tap-houses,  and  cdlars  among  sluts, 

Syriscus  full  five  hundred  pounds  made  fly 

(His  lord's  vain  gift)  i'  th'  twinkling  of  an  eye. 

Strange  luxury,  to  consume  all  this  deal. 

Nor  sitting  fbr't  the  time  allow'd  a  meal !        Anon.  1G95. 


L3CXI.     TO   FAU8TINU8,  INTITIKO   HIM  TO  THE  COOL  OKOVES 
OP  TBEBULA,   A.  TOWN  OP   THE   SABINE8. 

Where  moist  Trebula  sinks  in  cool  vales,  and  the  green 

>  Those  of  Agrippa,  Nero,  Gryllus,  and  Tilns. 

^  Without  spending  any  of  it  among  the  better  cla»s  of  persons,  who 
reclined  on  couches  at  their  banquets. 

8 


258  HAEXIAL  a 

fields  are  cool  in  the  raging  heat  of  summer,  a  country  spoty 
Paustinus,  never  withered  bj  the  ardour  of  the  Cleonflean 
lion,*  and  a  house  ever  favoured  bj  the  JEolian  south  wind, 
invite  you.  Paas  the  long  days  of  harvest  on  these  hills ; 
Tivoli  shall  be  your  winter  retreat. 

The  gelid  vales  where  Trebula  commands. 

Where  Cancer  smiles  upon  the  verdant  lands — 

Lands  that  Cleonse's  fervours  ne'er  molest, 

A  dome  by  the  iBolian  south  caress'd. 

Invites  her  lord  to  breathe  autumnal  air: 

His  Tibur  shall  be  winter's  bland  repair.     £lphifuton. 

LXIII.     TO   EUFUS. 

He  who  could  call  Jupiter  the  mother  of  Bacchus,'  may 
very  well,  Eufus,  call  Semele  his  father. 

Who  sayes  that  Jove  was  Bacchus'  mother,  he 
As  well  may  call  his  father  Semele.  May, 

He  that  afiirms  Jove  Bacchus'  mother,  may 

Prove  Semele  his  father  the  same  way.  FUUAer. 

LXXHI.     TO   THB0D0EXr3. 

Do  you  wonder  for  what  reason,  Theodorus,  notwithstand- 
ing your  frequent  requests  and  importunities,  I  have  never 
presented  you  with  my  works  P  I  have  an  excellent  reason ; 
it  is  lest  y-ou  should  present  me  with  yours. 

"  Why  ne'er  to  me,"  the  Laureat  cries, 

"  Are  poet  Paulo's  verses  sent  ?  " 
"  For  fear,"  the  tuneful  rogue  replies, 
"  You  should  return  the  compliment.''        Sodgson, 

LmV.     ON  POMPBT  AND   HIS   SONS. 

The  sons  of  Pompey  are  covered  by  the  soils  of  Asia  and 
Europe ;  Pompey  himself  by  that  of  Africa,  if  indeed  he  be 
covered  by  any.  What  wonder  that  they  are  thus  dispersed 
over  the  whole  globe  ?  So  great  a  ruin  could  not  have  lain  in 
a  single  spot. 

Pompey's  dead  sons  Europe  and  Asia  have ; 
Libya,  if  any,  was  the  father's  grave. 

^  The  constellation  Leo,  where  the  sun  is  in  the  heat  of  summer. 

3  Some  foolish  poet  of  that  day  may  perhaps  have  called  Jupiter  the 
mother  of  Bacchus,  in  allusion  to  the  story  of  Bacchus  having  been  sewn 
up  in  Jupiter's  thigh. 


BOOK  T.]  XPIOBAMS.  259 

The  mighty  ruin  spread  the  world's  wide  face. 
Too  great  to  lie  in  any  single  place.  Hay, 

LIIV.    TO  QUiNTxra. 

Lielia,  who  has  become  your  wife,  Quintus,  in  compliance 
with  the  law,^  you  may  fairly  call  your  lawful  wife. 

She 's  married  to  avoid  the  law ;  now  all 
A  very  lawful  wife  her  well  may  calL 

OldMS.lQthCenL 

LXIVI.     TO   GTSrSjL, 

Mithridates,  by  frequently  drinking  poison,  rendered  it  im- 
possible for  any  poison  to  hurt  him.  You,  Cinna,  by  always 
dining  on  next  to  nothing,  have  taken  due  precaution  against 
ever  perishing  firom  hunger. 

Tne  king  of  Pontus,  drinking  poison  still, 

Attained  the  art  to  guard  against  the  ill : 

So  you  a  like  precaution  do  observe. 

By  dining  always  ill,  to  never  starve.  Hay» 

As  he  that  had  used  poison  long 

Found  that  it  did  him  no  great  wrong. 

You  practise  such  a  daily  fast^ 

That  nunger  you  '11  not  feel  at  last.  Anon. 

LXXVII.     TO   MAEULLU8.* 

A  certain  person,  MaruUus,  is  reported  to  have  made  an 
excellent  joke ;  he  said  that  you  carry  oil  in  your  ear. 

It  was  a  clever  joke,  though  somewhat  queer, 

To  say  thou  'st  oil,  MaruUus,  in  thine  ear.  Anon, 

LIXTIII.     TO   TUEANIUS. 

If  you  are  suffering  from  dread  of  a  melancholy  dinner  at 
home,  Toranius,  you  may  come  and  fast  with  me.  K  you  are 
in  the  habit  of  taking  a  preparatory  whet,  you  will  experience 
DO  want  of  common  Cappadocian  lettuces  and  strong  leeks. 
The  tunny  will  lurk  unaer  slices  of  egg ;  a  cauliflower  hot 
enough  to  bum  your  fingers,  and  which  has  but  just  left  the 
cool  garden,  will  be  served  fresh  and  green  on  a  black  platter ; 
while  sausages  will  float  on  snow-white  porridge,  and  the 

>  For  fear  of  the  Julian  law  against  adultery ;  a  law  which  Domitian 
revived. 

2  A  person  slow  to  speak  was  said  "  to  carry  oil  in  his  mouth."  Ma- 
nillus  was  slow  to  listen  to  others,  and  was  therefore  said  to  carry  oil  in 
bw  ear. 

8  3 


260  aCABTIAL'8 

pale  bean  will  accompany  the  red-streaked  bacon.  If  you 
would  know  the  riches  of  the  second  course,  raisins  will  be  set 
before  you,  and  pears  which  pass  for  Syrian,  and  chestnuts  to 
which  learned  Naples  gave  birth,  roasted  at  a  slow  iire.  The 
wine  you  will  prove  in  drinking  it.^  After  all  this,  if  Baochua 
perchance,  as  la  his  wont,  produce  a  craving,  excellent  olives, 
which  Pioenian  branches  recently  bore,  vnll  come  to  your  relief, 
with  the  hot  vetch  and  the  tepid  lupine.^  The  dinner  is  small ; 
who  can  deny  it  ? — but  you  will  not  have  to  invent  falsehoods, 
or  hear  them  invented ;  you  will  recline  at  ease,  and  with 
your  own  natural  look ;  the  host  will  not  read  aloud  a  bulky 
volume  of  his  own  compositions,  nor  will  licentious  girls  from 
shameless  Cadiz  be  there  to  gratify  you  with  wanton  atti- 
tudes ;  but  (and  I  hope  it  vnll  not  be  unpleasant  or  distaste- 
ful to  you)  the  small  reed-pipe  will  be  neard.  Such  is  my 
little  dinner.  You  will  follow  Claudia,  whom  you  earnestly 
wish  should  be  with  me  before  yourself. 

To  supp  alone  if  grievous  bee. 

At  your  own  home,  come  fast  with  me : 

Your  stomach  to  prepare,  you  shall 

Have  lettice  and  strong  leekes  with  all ; 

A  piece  of  ]ins  with  eggs,  and  greene 

Coleworts  with  oil,  shall  there  be  seene 

In  platter  brown,  new  gathered 

From  the  cold  garden  where  *t  was  bredd ; 

Pudding  or  sausage  shall  not  faile, 

And  bacon  redd,  with  beanes  more  pale. 

If  second  course  you  do  affect, 

Dried  latter-grapes  you  may  expect ; 

The  pleasant  boasted  Syrian  peares  ; 

And  chestnutts  which  leam'd  Naples  beares, 

Roasted  i'  th'  embers,  shall  attend ; 

The  wine  your  drinking  will  commend. 

After  which  if  you  hungry  grow 

(As  many  cupps  will  make  men  doe). 

Rich  olives  we  will  you  allow. 

Fresh  gather  d  from  the  Picene  bough  j 

Or  scalded  lupines,  or  parch'd  peas : 

A  slender  supper,  I  confess, 

But  yet  unforced  {  where  you  may  bee 

In  your  discourse  and  garb  most  tree ; 

^  Qy  drinking  it  only  when  you  feel  tl^irsty.     Or,  you  will  make  mo 
think  it  good  ityou  drink  plenty  of  it. 
*  Parchud  peas  and  boiled  lupin^j^. 


BO0¥  T.]  EPIGRAMS.  261 

^or  tedious  volumes  forced  to  hear ; 
Nor  wanton  Spanish  wenches  there, 
Wriggling  with  heat  of  lust,  shall  make 
Their  practised  limbs  all  postures  take : 
The  small  pine's  notes  shall  then  rebound^ 
But  with  no  narsh  unpleasins  sound ; 
And  the  nice  Claudia  there  shall  bee, 
Whom  you  would  rather  have  than  mee. 

Old  MS.  16M  CeiU, 

LXXIX.     TO   ZOILUS. 

Eleven  times  have  you  risen  from  the  table,  Zoilus,  at  one 
meal,  and  eleven  times  have  you  changed  your  dinner-robe, 
lest  the  perspiration  retained  by  your  damp  dress  should  re- 
main upon  your  body,  and  the  light  air  hurt  your  relaxed  skin. 
Why  do  not  I  perspire,  Zoilus,  who  dine  with  you  ?  why,  to 
have  but  one  robe  keeps  me  very  cool. 

r  ih'  meal  ten  times  thou  from  the  board  dost  range. 
And  eVry  time  thou  dost  thy  vestment  change, 
For  fear  lest,  sweating,  harm  thy  body  get, 
Between  the  air  and  garments  that  are  wet. 
Why  sweat  not  I,  who  sup  with  thee,  thou  fool  P 
Who  has  no  change  of  clothes  is  strangely  cool. 

Alton.  1695 

LXXX.     TO   SEVEBUS. 

If  you  have  the  time,  Severus,  give  something  less  than  an 
hour — and  you  may  count  me  your  debtor  for  it — ^to  the 
perusal  and  examination  of  my  light  effusions.  It  is  hard  to 
lose  your  holidays ;  yet  I  beg  you  to  endure  and  put  up  with 
the  loss  for  once,  fiut  if  vou  peruse  them  in  company  with 
the  eloquent  Secundus — (but  am  I  not  too  bom?) — this 
little  book  will  owe  you  much  more  than  it  owes  to  its  master. 
For  it  will  be  released  from  all  anxietv,  and  will  not  see  the 
rolling  stone  of  the  tired  Sisyphus,^  if  polished  by  the  Cen- 
sorian  file  of  the  learned  Secundus,  in  union  with  my  friend 
Severus. 

Would  you  but  scarce  one  houre  lay  by, 
These  toyes  of  mine  to  reade,  and  try. 
You'd  thereby  much  oblige  your  friend* 
It  is  U>o  much  thus  to  nuspend. 

^  Will  not  be  sent  ad  inferot ;  condemned  to  obliTion.  By  Secundus 
some  suppose  that  Pliny  the  Younger  is  meant 


262  icabtial's 

Your  leasure  time ;  yett  do  n't  gainsay 
To  beare  this  loss  of  time,  I  pray. 
Butt  (might  1  bee  so  bold)  would  you 
My  lines  with  leam*d  Secundus  view, 
They  *d  thereby  more  indebted  standi 
Than  to  their  author's,  to  your  hand. 
For  he  shall  scape  tired  Sisyph's  stone, 
StiU  rowling  in  oblivion, 
Whom  leam'd  Secundus'  critic  file, 
With  yours,  has  smooth'd  into  a  stile. 

Old  MS.  16M  OmL 

LXXXI.     TO   ^MILIAKUS. 

If  you  are  poor  now,  JSmilianus,  you  will  always  be  poor. 
Biches  are  now  given  to  none  but  the  rich. 

If  thou  art  poor,  ^milian. 

Thou  shalt  be  ever  so, 
For  no  man  now  his  presents  can 

But  on  the  rich  bestow.  Fletcher. 

You  want,  iEmilianus,  so  you  may ; 

Riches  are  given  rich  men,  and  none  but  they.    Wright. 

Poor  once  and  poor  for  ever,  Nat,  I  fear ; 
None  but  the  nch  get  place  and  pension  here. 

N.  B.  Hdlhed. 

LXXXII.     TO    GArBUS. 

Why  did  you  promise  me,  GtiuruB,  two  hundred  thousand 
sesterces,  if  you  could  not  give  me  a  single  ten  thousand  ?  Is 
it  that  you  can,  and  will  not  ?  Is  not  that,  I  ask,  still  more  dis- 
honourable ?  Gk>,  to  the  devil  with  you,  G-aurus.  You  are 
a  pitiful  fellow. 

Two  hundred  thousand  why  thy  promise  bear  ? 

If,  Gaurus,  thou  ten  thousand  could'st  not  spare  P 

Or  canst,  and  wilt  not  ?  neither  boast  nor  bellow : 

Go,  hang  thyself:  thou  art  a  paltry  fellow.       Elphi$%$ton. 

LZXUII.     TO   DIKDTKUS. 

You  pursue,  I  fly ;  you  fly,  I  pursue ;  such  is  my  humour. 
What  you  wish,  Dindymus,  I  do  not  wish ;  what  you  do  not 
wifh,  I  do. 

I  fly,  you  follow ;  fly  when  I  pursue : 

What  I  love,  hate ;  what  hated,  loved  by  you.      Wrighi. 


BOOK  T.]  SPIOBAUa.  263 

LXXXIY.    TO    GALLA,   WHO   HAD   S£17T   MABTIAL  KO   PBE8SNT 

AT   THE    SATUB17ALIA. 

The  boy  now  sadly  leaves  his  playthings,  and  returns  at 
the  call  of  his  loud-voiced  preceptor ;  and  the  drunken 
gamester,  betrayed  by  the  rattling  of  his  seductive  dice- 
Doz,  is  imploring  mercy  of  the  magistrate,  having,  but  a 
httle  while  before,  been  dragged  from  some  obscure  tavern. 
The  Saturnalia  are  quite  at  an  end,  and  you  have  sent  me, 
Galla,  neither  the  little  nor  the  lesser  gifts,  which  you  used 
to  send.  Well,  let  my  December  pass  thus.  Tou  know  very 
well,  I  suppose,  that  your  Saturnalia,  in  March,^  will  soon  be 
here.  I  wiU  then  make  you  a  return,  Gtilla,  for  what  you 
have  given  me. 

Now  the  sad  schoolboy  crawls  from  play, 
Caird  by  his  awful  lord  away ; 
And  now,  by  his  dear  box  betray'd, 
Dragg'd  from  a  tippling  hole  disma/d, 
The  gambler,  reeling  on  his  legs, 
The  ^dile's  gracious  pardon  begs. 

Our  joys  are  o*er,  thou  must  confess ; 
Nor  greater  presents  thou,  nor  less, 
Hast  sent  to  cheer  the  social  ember ; 
But  so  let  drawl  our  dull  December. 
Thou,  Galla,  know'st  a  feast  a^coming. 
And  doutless  ev'ry  hour  art  summing, 
Nor  do  I,  more  than  thou,  abhor 
The  Calends  of  the  god  of  war. 
Then,  Galla,  will  I  pay,  with  reason. 
The  love  thou  show  dst  our  festal  season.      Elphinston, 


BOOK  YI. 


I.      TO   JULIUS   MABTIALIS. 


To  you,  Mabtialis,  especially  dear  to  me,  I  send  my  sixth 
book ;  which  if  it  should  be  polished  with  your  exact  taste, 
may  venture,  with  little  anxiety  or  apprehension,  into  the 
august  presence  of  Ciesar. 

^  When  a  kind  of  Saturnalia  of  the  women  was  kept 


264  ma.rtial'8 

This  my  sixth  boo^,  Julius,  to  thee  I  send, 
Dear  'mong  the  first,  and  my  judicious  friend : 
If  it  shall  pass  approved  thy  learned  ear, 
When  't  is  in  Caesar's  hand,  I  less  shall  fear. 

Anon,  1695. 

II.      TO   DOMITIAK. 

It  used  to  be  a  common  sport  to  violate  the  sacred  rites  of 
marriage  ;  a  common  sport  to  mutilate  innocent  males.  You 
now  forbid  both,  Caesar,  and  promote  future  generations, 
whom  you  desire  to  be  bom  without  illegitimacy.  Hence- 
forth, under  your  rule,  there  will  be  no  such  thing  as  a 
eunuch  or  an  adulterer ;  while  before,  oh  sad  state  of  morals  ! 
the  two  were  combined  in  one. 

They  sported,  erst,  with  wedlock's  holy  flame, 

And  innocence  t'  imman,  they  held  no  shame. 

Both,  Cffisar,  thou  forbid'st  with  ffen'rous  scorn; 

And  sayst :  O  coming  age,  be  fi^tless  bom. 

No  castrate  or  suborner  diall  there  be : 

Erewhile  the  castrate  was  the  debauchee.     JSlphinston. 

III.      TO  DOKITIAK,  ON  THE   EXFECTEI)   BIBTH   OF   A   SOK 

BY  HIS  WIFE   DOMITIA. 

Spring  into  light,  O  child  promised  to  the  Trojan  lulus,' 
true  scion  of  the  gods ;  spring  into  light,  illustrious  child ! 
May  thy  father,  after  a  long  series  of  years,  put  into  thy 
hands  toe  reins  of  empire,  to  hold  for  ever ;  and  mayst  thou 
rule  the  world,  thyseli  an  old  man,  in  concert  with  thy  still 
more  aged  sire.  For  thee  shall  Julia  hersel^^  with  her  snow- 
white  thumb,  draw  out  the  golden  threads  of  life,  and  spin 
the  whole  fleece  of  Phrixus'  ram. 

Come,  promised  name ;  lulus'  race  adorn. 
True  offspring  of  the  gods !  blest  babe,  be  bom : 
To  whom  thv  sire,  when  many  an  age  has  roll'd. 
May  give  th  eternal  reins  wiUi  him  to  hold. 
The  ffolden  threads  shall  Julia's  fingers  draw. 
And  rhrixus'  fleece  the  willing  world  shall  awe. 

£lphin9ton» 

*  Martial  speaks  as  if  the  Fates  had  promised  the  birth  of  this  prince 
to  luhifi  the  son  of  JBneas. 

^  Niece  of  Domitian,  and  daughter  of  Titus,  who,  Martial  intimates, 
must  necessarily  love  her  cousin,  and  desire  to  spin  for  him,  like  one  of 
the  Fates,  a  long  and  happy  thread  of  life. 


BOOK  TI.]  EPIGBAM8.  265 

r^.      TO   DOMITIAIT. 

Most  mightj  censor,  prince  of  princes,  although  Borne  is 
already  indebted  to  you  for  so  many  triumphs,  so  many 
temples,  new  or  rebuilt,  so  many  spectacles,  so  many  gods,  so 
many  cities,  she  owes  you  a  stiU  greater  debt  in  owing  to  you 
her  chastity. 

Most  mighty  Csesar,  king  of  kings,  to  whom 

Home  owes  so  many  triumphs  yet  to  come. 

So  many  temples  growing  and  restored. 

So  many  spectacles,  gods,  cities :  lord. 

She  yet  in  debt  to  thee  doth  more  remain. 

That  she  by  thee  is  once  made  chaste  again.     Fletcher. 

y.      TO   CjBCTLIiLWUS. 

I  haye  bought  a  farm  in  the  country  for  a  great  sum  of 
money ;  I  ask  you,  Csecilianus,  to  lend  me  a  hundred  thou* 
sand  sesterces.  Do  you  make  me  no  answer  P  I  beHeye,  you 
are  saying  within  yourself,  "  You  wiU  not  repay  me."  It  is 
for  that  reason,  CsBcilianus,  that  I  ask  you. 

I  lately  purchased  have  a  piece  of  ground : 

Cecilian,  lend  me,  pray,  a  nundred  pound* 

Dost  say,  I  ne'er  wdl  pay  ?    And  thereon  pause  ? 

To  speak  the  truth,  I  oorrow  for  that  cause.    Anon,  1695. 

yi.      TO   LUPBEOUS. 

There  are  three  actors  on  the  stage ;  but  your  Paula,  Lu- 
percus,  loyes  a  fourth  :  Paula  loyes  a  muia  persona. 

Three  are  the  drama's  persons,  Paula's  four. 

Thy  modest  Paula  can  the  mute  adore.  JElphinston. 

yil.      TO   FAUSTIKUS. 

From  the  time  when  the  Julian  law,  Faustinus,  was  re- 
yiyed,  and  modesty  was  ordered  to  enter  Boman  homes,  it  is 
now  either  less,  or  certainly  not  more,  than  the  thirtieth 
day,  and  TelesiUa  is  already  marrying  her  tenth  husband. 
She  who  marries  so  often  cannot  be  said  to  marry  at  all ; 
she  is  an  adulteress  under  coyer  of  the  law.  An  ayowed 
prostitute  offends  me  less. 

Faa^tinus,  f^om  the  hour  the  Julian  law 
Beyived,  and  chastity  began  to  draw 


266  HABTIAL*8 

By  public  edict  into  eyexy  house. 

Scarce  thirty  days  have  passed, 

Since  Thelesine  was  ask'd, 
And  ten  times  over  hath  been  made  a  spouse. 
She  that  doth  wed  so  oft,  weds  not  at  all ; 
Bat  rather  her  we  may  more  truly  call 
A  mere  legitimate  adulteress : 
A  simple  arrant  wench  offends  me  less.  Fletcher. 

mi.      TO   8KTEBUS. 

Two  auctioneers,  four  tribunes,  seven  lawyers,  ten  poets, 
were  recently  asking  the  hand  of  a  certain  young  lady  from 
her  aged  father.  Without  hesitation,  he  gave  her  to  the 
auctioneer  Eulogus.     Tell  me,  Severus,  did  he  act  foolishly  ? 

Welsh  judges  two,  four  military  men. 

Seven  noisy  lawyers,  Oxford  scholars  ten. 

Were  of  an  old  man's  daughter  in  pursuit. 

Soon  the  curmudgeon  ended  the  dispute. 

By  giving  her  unto  a  thriving  grocer. 

What  thmk  you  ?  did  he  play  the  fool,  or  no,  sir  ? 

Sat/. 
iX.     TO   LJBYIKUS,  IVHO   HAD   SEATED   HIMSELF  AMOKO    THE 
KlflGHTB   AKD   FBETEITDED  TO  BE   ASLEEP. 

You  go  to  sleep  in  the  theatre  of  Pompeias,  Lavinus,  and 
do  you  complain  if  Oceanus  '  disturbs  you  P 

In  Pompev's  theatre  thou  dar^st  to  snore ; 
And  growrst  to  start  up,  if  old  Ocean  roar  ? 

ElphinUon. 

X.     TO  D0MITIA2T,   COTEBTLT  ASEHT^Q  HIM  FOB  MOITEY. 

A  little  while  ago,  when  I  happened  to  ask  of  Jupiter  a 
few  thousand  sesterces,  he  replied,  "  He  will  give  them  to 
you,  who  has  given  temples  to  me."  Temples  mdeed  he  has 
given  to  Jupiter,  but  to  me  no  thousands  at  all.  I  am  asham- 
ed, alas  !  of  having  asked  too  little  of  our  Jupiter.  Yet  how 
kindly,  how  undisturbed  with  anger,  and  with  how  placid  a 
countenance,  did  he  read  my  request !  With  such  did  he 
restore  their  diadems  to  the  suppliant  Dacians,  with  such 
does  he  go  and  come  along  the  way  to  the  Capitol.  O  Virgin,* 
confidant  of  our  Jupiter,  tell  me,  I  pray  thee,  if  he  refuses  with 
such  a  look  as  this,  with  what  sort  is  he  wont  to  grant  ?  Thus 
I  besought  Pallas,  and  thus  she,  laying  aside  her  Gorgon, 

^  See  B.  iii.  Ep.  96;  B.  y.  Ep.  27. 
'  Pallas,  of  whom  Domitian  was  a  votary.  B  iv,  Ep.  1. 


BOOK  TI.]  XPI0BAM8.  267 

briefly  replied:  ''Do  you  imagine,  fooliali  man,  that  what  is 
not  yet  given  ia  necessarily  refused  ?  '* 

I  late  of  Jove  a  thousand  crowns  did  crave ; 
^  **  He  11  give 't,"  says  he,  "  who  me  a  temple  gave. " 
That  he,  't  is  true,  a  temple  gave  to  thee, 
But  yet  no  thousand  crowns  oestows  on  me. 
I  backward  was  our  Jove  this  way  t'  engage : 
But  how  serene !   How  free  from  cloudy  rage 
He  read  my  suit !   With  such  a  placid  orow 
To  conquer  d  kings  their  crowns  he  does  allow  j 
And  from  the  Capitol  returns  and  goes. 

0  Vimn !  who  alone  our  great  lord  knows ; 
If  with  such  looks  he  does  our  suits  reject. 
Bay,  with  what  mien  he  does  them  then  accept 

1  pray'd.   Pallas  (her  shield  reversed)  replied : 

'*  What  is  not giv*n  yet,  thinkst  thou,  fool,  denied?" 

Anon,  1695. 
XI.      TO  MABOUS. 

Do  you  wonder,  Marcus,  that  a  Fylades  and  an  Orestes  are 
not  to  be  found  in  the  present  day  r  Fylades,  Marcus,  used 
to  drink  the  same  wine  as  Orestes ;  and  before  Orestes  was 
not  set  a  better  kind  of  bread  or  a  fatter  thrush,  but  there 
was  one  and  the  same  entertainment  for  both.  You  devour 
Ludine  oysters ;  I  feed  upon  those  from  the  waters  of  Fe- 
loris ;  and  yet  my  taste  is  not  less  nice  than  yours,  Marcus. 
You  are  clothed  from  Oadmean  Tyre ;  I,  in  the  coarse  gar- 
ments of  Gaul.  Do  you  expect  me,  clad  in  a  common  soldier's 
cloak,  to  love  you  who  are  resplendent  in  purple  P  If  I  am 
to  p]ay  Fylades,  let  some  one  play  Orestes  to  me ;  and  this  is 
not  to  be  done  by  words,  Murcus.  To  be  loved,  show  love 
yourself. 

Where  is  there  now  a  Fylades  ?  you  cry : 

Act  you  Orestes*  part,  and  he  am  I. 

Their  cup  was  common ;  and  it  is  averr*d. 

They  never  supp'd,  but  each  man  had  his  bird. 

You  feast  on  turbot,  whilst  I  eat  poor-jack : 

I  like,  as  weU  as  you,  a  glass  of  sack. 

Caa  I  love  you,  in  uncut  velvet  neat, 

In  an  old  coat  that  comes  from  Monmouth-street  ? 

Be  you  a  friend,  if  you  a  friend  would  prove : 

Fine  words  are  vain ;  love  is  the  price  of  love.    Hay, 

XII.      OK  PABTJLLA. 

Fabulla  swears  that  the  hair  which  she  has  bought  is  her 
own.    Does  she  peijure  herself,  Faulus  P 


268  MABTL&.L*S 

The  ffolden  hair  that  Galla  wears 
Is  hers :  who  would  have  thought  itP 

She  swears 't  is  hers,  and  true  she  swears, 
For  I  know  where  she  bought  it. 

Sir  John  Harrington. 

lUI.     ON   THE   BTA.TUE   OF   JTILLl. 

Who  would  not  suppose  thee,  Julia,  to  have  been  fashioned 
by  the  chisel  of  Phidias,  or  to  be  the  offspring  of  the  art  of 
Pallas  herself?  The  white  Lygdian  marble  seems  to  answer 
in  the  speaking  image,  and  a  life-like  gloss  beams  on  thy 
placid  countenance.  -  Thy  hand  plays,  not  ungracefully,  with 
the  cestus  of  the  Acidalian  goddess,  stolen  from  the  neck  of 
little  Cupid.  To  reyive  the  love  of  Mars  and  of  the  supreme 
Thunderer,  let  Juno  and  Venus  herself  ask  of  thee  thy  cestus. 

Who  would  not  think  this  piece  by  Phidias  wrought  ? 

Or  to  perfection  by  Minerva  brought  ? 

The  snow-white  marble  seemeth  ev*n  to  speak, 

Such  life  and  grace  does  from  the  count'nance  break. 

It  sporting  holds  Love's  girdle  in  its  hand, 

Ana  'hove  the  god  of  love  does  love  command. 

When  Venus  would  in  Mars  lost  flames  renew, 

Here  for  the  charming  cestus  she  must  sue.         Anon*  1695. 

ZIY.      TO  LABEBITJS. 

You  assert,  Laberius,  that  you  can  write  excellent  verses ; 
why  then  do  you  not  write  them  ?  Whoever  can  write  ex- 
cellent verses,  and  does  not  write  them,  I  shall  regard  as  a 
remarkable  man. 

Thou  canst  write  excellent  verse,  as  thou  dost  say ; 
Why  then  to  write,  Laberius,  dost  delay? 
Who  can  do  aught  that 's  excellent,  and  withhold, 
Among  the  greatest  men  may  be  enrolled.       Anon,  1695. 

IV.      OK  AN   AITT   EirCLOSED   IK  AMBEB. 

While  an  ant  was  wandering  under  the  shade  of  the  trcA 
of  Phaeton,  a  drop  of  amber  enveloped  the  tiny  insect ;  thus 
she,  who  in  Hfe  was  disregarded,  became  precious  by  death. 

A  drop  of  amber,  from  the  weeping  plant, 
Fell  unexpected,  and  embalm'a  an  ant ; 
The  little  msect  we  so  much  contemn 
Is,  from  a  worthless  ant,  become  a  gem. 

Rtv,  JR.  Qravu. 


BOOK  TI.]  EPIGRAMS.  2G9 

Xn.      TO   PBIAPUS. 

O  thou  who,  with  thj  staff,  afirightest  men,  and  with 
thy  scythe,  dehauchees,  defend  these  few  acres  of  sequestered 
^Touna.  So  may  no  old  thieves,  but  only  boys  and  girls, 
graced  with  long  tresses,  enter  thy  orchards. 

XVII.      TO  CimSTAMUS.* 

You  would  have  us,  Cinnamus,  call  you  Cinna.  Would 
not  this  Cinna,  I  ask  you,  be  a  barbarism  ?  By  a  similar 
process,  if  you  had  been  previously  named  Boberson,  jou 
might  now  be  called  Eobber. 

Thou  'dst  be  call'd  Cinna ;  Cumamus  is  thy  name : 

Such  barVrouspractiee  many  would  defame. 

To  be  named  Theseus,  say  it  thee  befell. 

And  men  should  call  thee  Thief,  wouldst  take  it  well  ? 

Anon.  1695. 

XVIII.      TO   PBISCnS,   OK  THE   DEATH   OP   8AL0KINUS. 

The  sacred  shade  of  Saloninus,  than  which  no  better  looks 
upon  the  Stygian  abodes,  reposes  in  the  land  of  Spain.  But 
vre  must  not  lament  him  ;  lor  he  who  has  left  thee,  Friscus, 
behind  him,  lives  in  that  part  of  himself  in  which  he  pre- 
ferred to  live. 

Our  friend,  who  lately  captive  died  in  Spaio, 

Went  to  the  other  world  without  a  stain. 

To  ^eve  is  wrong ;  for  leaving  you  alive, 

He  m  his  dearer  part  doth  stilf  survive.  IIt*i/. 

IIX.      TO   POSTXTMITB. 

My  suit  has  nothing  to  do  with  assault,  or  battery,  or 
poisoning,  but  is  about  three  goats,  which,  I  complain,  liave 
been  stolen  by  my  neighbour.  This  the  judge  desires  to 
have  proved  to  him ;  but  you,  with  swelling  words  and  ex- 
travagant gestures,  dilate  on  the  Battle  of  Cannes,  the  Mitb- 
ridatic  war,  and  the  perjuries  of  the  insensate  Carthaginian  h, 
the  SyllsB,  the  Marii,  and  the  Mucii.  It  is  time,  Postumus, 
to  say  something  about  my  three  goats. 

My  cause  concerns  nor  battery  nor  treason ; 
I  sue  my  neighbour  for  this  only  reason, 
That  late  three  sheep  of  mine  to  pound  he  drove : 
This  is  the  point  the  court  would  have  you  prove. 

>  The  barber,  probably,  to  whom  the  sixty-fourth  Epigram  of  Book  vu 
Ml  addressed. 


270  habtial's 

Concerning  Ma^a  Charta  you  run  on, 

And  all  the  perjuries  of  old  KineJohn ; 

Then  of  the  Edwards  and  Black  Prince  you  rant, 

And  talk  of  John  o*  Stiles  and  John  o*  Gaunt: 

With  voice  and  hand  a  mighty  pother  keep. 

Now,  pray,  dear  sir,  one  word  about  the  sheep.        Say. 

II.     TO   PH(EBUS. 

I  asked  you,  Phoebus,  for  the  loan  of  a  hundred  thousand 
Besterces,  in  consequence  of  your  having  said  to  me,  "  What 
then,  do  you  want  nothing  of  me  ?  "  You  make  inquiries, 
you  doubt,  you  torment  both  yourself  and  me  for  ten  dajs. 
Now,  pray,  Phosbus,  refuse  me  at  once. 

You  bid  me  take  the  freedom  of  a  Mend : 

I  beg  you  but  a  hundred  pound  to  lend ; 

You  shuffle,  shift,  delay,  and  we  both  lose 

A  fortnight's  sleep : — I  beg  you  to  refuse.        Hay. 

HI.      ON   STELLA  AKD   L^VTHIS. 

In  uniting  for  ever  lanthis  to  the  poet  Stella,  Venus  gailj 
said  to  him,  "  I  could  not  give  you  more."  This  she  said 
before  his  mistress ;  but  added  maliciously  in  his  ear,  ^  Be 
careful,  rash  man,  not  to  be  guilty  of  any  folly.  Often  have 
I,  in  a  rage,  beaten  the  dissolute  Mars  for  his  wandering 
propensities  before  he  was  fairly  united  to  me.  But  now  he 
IS  my  own,  he  has  never  wronged  me  with  a  rival.  Juno  would 
be  happy  to  find  Jupiter  as  well  conducted."  She  spoke,  and 
struck  the  poet's  breast  with  her  mysterious  cestus.  *  The 
blow  was  sweet :  but  now,  0  goddess,  spare  thy  votary.* 

When  erst  the  joyous  queen  of  love 
lanthis  made  a  Stclla*s  dove! 
She  said:  "I  could  not  more  bestow." 
The  lady  heard,  and  reverenced  low. 
Now  Venus  whispered  in  his  ear : 
Beware  thou  do  not  sin,  my  dear. 
How  oft  the  god  of  war  I  smote. 
And  bid  him  change  his  rambling  note, 

*  Pcarce  deo  is  the  reading  which  Schneidewin  has  adopted  in  his  finit 
edition,  Parat  tuo  in  the  second.  Other  copies  have  cade  dvo$,  which 
the  (jfenerality  of  editors  have  adopted,  understanding  it  to  mean,  *'  strike 
both  lanthis  and  Stella,  that  one  may  be  as  faithful  as  the  other." 


BOOK   YI.]  ZPlGBAlfS.  271 

Before  I  deign'd  the  bluff  to  wed. 

As  lawful  inmate  of  my  bed ! 

But,  after  mine  the  god  became, 

He  burnt  with  no  illicit  flame; 

Great  Juno  well  could  wish  her  Joye, 

As  loyally  averse  to  rove. 

With  this  she  closed  her  secret  song, 

And  thwacVd  him  with  her  pleasing  thong. 

But  mutual,  ffoddess,  make  the  oath, 
And  smack  the  bride  and  bridegroom  both. 

Elphintttm, 

XIII.     TO   PEOOTJLINA. 

When,  ProculiDa,  you  marry  your  paramour,  and,  in  order 
that  the  Julian  law  may  not  touch  you,  make  him  your  hus- 
band who  was  recently  your  gallant,  it  is  not  a  marriage, 
Proculina,  but  a  confession. 

Because  thou  join'st,  my  Proculine, 

In  marriage  with  thy  concubine, 

Lest  that  the  law  should  thee  ddstress, 

Thou  dost  not  marry,  but  confess.  Fletcher. 

Inflamed  with  Chloe's  marketable  charms, 
Strephon,  by  bond,  secured  her  to  his  arms ; 
Then,  growme  wiser  as  he  grew  less  fond, 
Espoused  the  lady  to  secure  the  bond : 
Now  all  the  witlings  of  the  turf  allege 
Strephon's  was  not  a  wedding,  but  a  hedge. 

N.  S,  Halhed. 

XXIII.      TO  XESBIA. 

You  wish  me,  Lesbio,  ever  to  be  ready  for  your  service , 
believe  me,  a  bow  is  not  always  strung.  However  strongly 
you  try  to  move  me  with  caresses  and  soothing  words,  your 
i'ace  invincibly  prevents  your  success. 

IXrV.      ON   CHABISIANUS. 

Xobody  can  be  more  luxurious  than  Charisianus.  He 
walks  about  during  the  Saturnalia  clad  in  a  toga.' 

Charisian  's  vainer  far  than  all  the  town ; 
When  others  masquerade,  he 's  seen  in 's  gown. 

Anon.  1695. 

^  Martial  imputes  that  to  the  efifrontcry  of  Charisianus  which  is  to 
be  attributed  to  his  poverty.  The  richer  sort  of  people,  at  the  Satur- 
TiaUa,  exchanged  the  toga  for  the  synthesis,  or  lighter  dress,  in  which  they 
«iiQcd« 


272  IfARTIAX-S 

XXY.      TO   MABCSLLINU8   IK  BACIA. 

Maroellinus,  true  scion  of  a  worthy  sire,  thou  whom  the 
Bhag^  bear  covers  with  the  Parrhasian  car,^  hear  what  1, 
the  old  Mend  of  thee  and  thy  father,  desire  for  thee,  and 
retain  these  my  prayers  in  thy  mindful  heart:  That  thy 
valour  may  not  he  rash,  and  that  no  daring  ardour  may- 
hurry  thee  into  the  midst  of  swords  and  cruel  weapons. 
Let  them  who  are  devoid  of  reason  wish  for  war  and  savage 
Mars ;  thou  canst  be  the  soldier  both  of  thy  father  and  of  thy 
emperor.* 

Thou  true  descendant  of  a  worthy  aire. 

Whom  in  the  field  the  Russian  troops  admire ; 

Take  the  advice  your  friend  at  home  thinks  best, 

And  keep  it  like  the  military  chest. 

Let  not  your  eager  valour  make  yon  run 

On  a  pike's  point,  or  mouth  of  a  great  gun. 

Thick  sculls  are  best  against  a  sabre :  you 

May  guard  your  country,  and  may  grace  it  too.     J7<^. 

XXn.      OJX  BOTADEB. 

Our  friend  Sotades  is  putting  his  head  in  danger.  Do  you 
suppose  Sotades  w  accused  of  any  crime  ?  He  is  not.  But, 
being  unable  anv  longer  to  hold  out  a  stout  truncheon,  he 
goes  to  work  with  his  tongue. 

xxvn.    TO  msPOB,  ok  thb  bibth  ov  his  daughter. 

O  Nepos,  who  art  doubly  my  neighbour  (for  thou,  like 
myself,  inhabitest  a  dwelling  next  to  the  Temple  of  Flora,  as 
well  as  the  ancient  Ficeli®),'  to  thee  has  been  bom  a  daugh- 
ter, whose  face  is  stamped  with  the  likeness  of  her  father, 
evidence  of  her  mother's  fidelity.  Spare  not  too  much,  how- 
ever, the  old  Falernian,  and  leave  behind  you  casks  filled 
with  money  rather  than  with  wine.  May  thy  daughter  be 
affectionate  and  rich^  but  let  her  drink  new  wine ;  and  let 

^  The  Car  of  BoStes,  or  Charles's  Wain ;  the  same  as  the  Great  Bear, 
into  which  Callisto  of  Parrhasia  in  Arcadia  is  said  to  have  been  metamor- 
phosed.   See  B.  ir.  Ep.  11. 

*  Tu  poiM  €t  patria  mile*  tt  eaw  duett.  So  Schneidewin.  Most  editions 
have,  TSipoUM  ttpatrim  miUt  et  eue  decua^  which  seems  far  preferable. 

'  My  neighbour  in  the  town,  and  my  neighbour  in  the  country.  Martial 
had  a  piece  of  ground  near  Ficelise,  a  town  of  the  Sabines. 


BOOK   YI.]  IPIOHAMS.  278 

the  wine-jap,  now  new,  grow  old  along  with  its  mistress.*  The 
CflBCuban  vintage  must  not  be  the  drink  of  those  only  who 
have  no  children;  fathers  of  families,  believe  me,  can  also 
enjoj  life. 

Let  me  exhort  you,  who  my  neighbour  are, 

As  well  in  Yorkshire  as  in  Grosvenor-square  i 

And  have  a  girl,  your  picture  to  the  life, 

Whose  likeness  is  an  honour  to  your  wife ; 

Broach  your  best  Burgundy,  and  never  spare  it; 

Leave  her  a  cask  of  guineas,  not  of  claret : 

Or  should  she,  rich  and  virtuous,  take  a  cup. 

Let  it  be  wine  of  her  own  nursing  up. 

I  never  can  agree  in  any  sort, 

That  bachelors  drink  claret,  and  you  port       Say, 

XXnil.     EPITAPH   ON   GLATICIAS. 

Qlaucias,  the  well-known  freedman  of  Melior,  at  whose 
death  all  Bome  wept,  the  short-lived  delight  of  his  affection- 
ate patron,  reposes  beneath  this  marble  sepulchre  close  to  the 
Flaminion  "Way.  He  was  a  youth  of  pure  morals,  of  simple 
iDodesty,  of  ready  wit,  and  of  rare  beauty.  To  twice  six 
harvests  completed,  the  youth  was  just  addmg  another  year. 
Traveller,  who  lamentest  his  £ftte,  mayst  thou  never  have 
ought  else  to  lament ! 

That  lovely  youth,  hee  so  well  known. 
Whose  death  aU  Rome  did  so  bemoane, 
His  lord's  too  short  deHeht,  though  deare. 
Under  this  stone  iiiterr*d  lies  here, 
Near  the  Flaminian  Way.    So  chaste 
In  his  behaviour,  so  shamefaced 
And  innocent,  so  quick  of  witt. 
Lovely  in  shape  and  features,  yett 
So  young  was  seldom  ever  scene ; 
He  scarcely  had  attayn*d  thirteene. 
Who,  passmg  by,  weeps  o'er  this  grave, 
May  hee  ne'er  other  soirows  have ! 

Old  MS.  Wh  Century. 

XXIX.     OK  THE    SAME. 

Glaucia  was  not  of  the  lower  class  of  house  slaves,  nor  of 

^  Drink  the  old  wine  yourself,  and  let  her  drink  that  which  is  made  at 
the  time  of  her  birth,  which  will  grow  old  with  her.  Schneidewin,  instead 
of  amphora  fiat  onttf,  reads  amphofra—fiet  opu$,  in  whidi  we  have  not 
thought  fit  to  follow  him. 


274  MAJITIAL*S 

such  as  are  sold  in  the  common  market :  but  lie  was  a  youth 
worthy  of  the  tender  affection  of  his  master,  and,  before  he 
could  as  yet  appreciate  the  kindness  of  his  patron,  he  was 
already  made  the  freedman  of  Melior.  This  was  the  reward 
of  his  morals  and  his  beauty.  Who  was  more  attractive  than 
he  P  or  whose  face  more  resembled  that  of  Apollo  ?  Short 
is  the  life  of  those  who  possess  uncommon  endowments,  and 
rarely  do  they  reach  old  age.  Whatever  you  love,  pray  that 
you  may  not  love  it  too  much. 

Less  by  his  birth  than  by  his  merit  known, 

A  favourite  lamented  by  the  town, 

Of  friends  the  exquisite  but  short-lived  joy, 

Amongst  the  great  interred,  here  lies  a  boy : 

A  chaste  behaviour,  and  a  modest  grace ; 

An  early  judgment,  and  a  cherub's  face. 

But  soon,  alas !  too  soon  his  race  was  run ! 

Scarce  had  he  seen  a  thirteenth  summer's  sun ! 

Ne'er  may  he  grieve  again,  who  drops  a  tear ! 

Worth  is  short-lived ;  then  nothing  hold  too  dear.    Bmf* 

XXX.     TO   P^TUB. 

If  you  had  given  me  six  thousand  sesterces  forthwith, 
when  you  said  to  me,  "  Take  them,  and  carry  them  away,  I 
make  you  a  present  of  them,"  I  should  have  felt  as  much 
indebted  to  you,  Pstus,  as  if  you  had  ^ven  me  two  hundred 
thousand.  But  now,  when  you  have  given  them  to  me  ^ter 
a  long  delay, — after  seven,  I  believe,  or  nine  months, — I  can 
tell  you  (shsdl  I  ?)  something  as  true  as  truth  itself:  you  have 
lost  all  thanks,  Patus,  for  the  six  thousand  sesterces.^ 

If  thou  hadst  sent  me  presently 

Six  sesterces,  when  first  to  me 

Thou  said'st,  my  Pajtus,  "  Take,  I  give," 

I  'd  owed  thee  tenscore,  as  I  live. 

But  now  to  do  *t  with  this  delay, 

When  seven  or  nine  months  slipp'd  away, 

Wouldst  have  me  tell  thee  what  I  think  P 

Pstus,  thou  'st  clearly  lost  thy  chink.  FUUker. 

XXXI.     TO   OHABIDEMUB. 

You  are  aware  that  your  physician,  Gharidemus,  is  the 

^  He  gives  twice  who  gives  quickly.  Had  you  given  me  the  six 
Ikousand  sesterces  when  I  wanted  them,  and  when  you  promised  me 
them,  I  should  have  been  greatly  indebted  to  you ;  but  you  have  de- 
layed so  long  that  I  cannot  now  even  thank  you  u>r  letting  me  have  them. 


BOOK  TI.]  EPiaSAMS.  27o 

gallant  of  your  wife ;  you  know  it,  and  permit  it.     You  wish 
to  die  without  a  fever.^ 

Knowing  tibou  let'st  the  doctour  have  thy  wife : 
Thou  Tt  die  without  a  feaver,  on  my  life. 

Old  MS.  16M  Qfntury 
Oft  with  thy  wife  does  the  physician  lie, 
Thou  knowmff,  Charidem,  and  standing  by. 
I  see,  thou  wut  not  of  a  fever  die.  Jnon.  1695. 

ZZXII.     ON  OTHO. 


While  Bellona  yet  hesitated  as  to  the  result  of  the  civil 
war,  and  the  gentle  Otho  had  still  a  chance  of  gaining  the 
day,  he  looked  with  horror  on  a  contest  which  would  cost  great 
bloodshed,  and  with  resolute  hand  plunged  the  sword  into 
his  breast.  G^rant  that  Cato,  in  life,  was  even  greater  than 
CflBsar ;  was  he  greater  in  death  than  Otho  P 

Whilst  doubtful  was  the  chance  of  civil  war, 

And  victory  for  Otho  might  declare ; 

That  no  more  Roman  blood  for  him  might  flow, 

He  gave  his  breast  the  great  decisive  blow. 

Cssar's  superior  you  may  Cato  call : 

Was  he  so  great  as  Otho  in  his  fall  ?  Hay, 

XXXIII.     TO   MATHO. 

Tou  have  never  seen  any  human  being  more  miserable, 
Matho,  than  the  debauchee  Sabellus,  than  whom,  before,  no 
one  was  more  joyful.  Thefts,  the  escape  or  death  of  slaves, 
fires,  mournings,  a£iict  the  unhappy  man.  He  is  so  wretched 
that  he  even  Incomes  natural  in  his  appetites.' 

XXXIT.     TO  DIADTTHEinTS. 

Give  me,  Diadumenus,  close  kisses.  "  How  many  ?  "  you 
say.  Tou  bid  me  count  the  waves  of  the  ocean,  the  shells 
scattered  on  the  shores  of  the  ^gaean  Sea,  the  bees  that 
wander  on  Attic  Hybla,  or  the  voices  and  clappings  that  re- 

^  Tou  make  no  opposition  to  the  physician's  proceedings,  because 
yon  do  not  wish  him  to  poison  you,  in  order  to  get  you  out  of  the  way. 
Or,  you  take  things  so  calmly  that  you  will  never  be  thrown  into  a  fever 
by  feelings  of  resentment. 
'  Pnrta,  fugae,  mortes  scivorum,  incendia,  luctus 

Affligunt  hominem ;  jam  miser  et  futuit. 
Dives,  pueroe  doperibat ;  pauper,  mulieribus  contentus  esse  cogitnr. 

T  2 


276  mabtial's 

sound  in  the  full  theatre,  when  the  people  suddenly  see  the 
countenance  of  the  emperor.  I  should  not  be  content  even 
with  as  many  as  Lesbia,  after  many  entreaties,  gave  to  the 
witty  Catullus ;  ^  he  wants  but  few,  who  can  count  them. 

Seal  me  squeezed  kisses,  Diadumene, 

How  many  ?   Comit  the  billows  of  the  sea. 

Or  cockles  on  the  JEgsMOi  shore  spread. 

Or  wandering  bees  in  the  Cecropian  store, 

Or  th*  hands  and  voices  in  the  tneatre 

When  Rome  salutes  her  sudden  emperor : 

I  sHffht  how  many  courted  Lesbia  gave 

Catiulus :  he  that  numbers,  few  would  have.    Fletcher, 

Come,  Chloe,  and  give  me  sweet  kisses, 

For  sweeter  sure  girl  never  save ; 
But  why,  in  the  mi£t  of  my  blisses. 

Do  you  ask  me  how  many  I'd  have  ? 

I  'm  not  to  be  stinted  in  pleasure. 

Then,  prithee,  my  chaimer,  be  kind, 
For,  while  I  love  thee  above  measure, 

To  numbers  I  '11  ne'er  be  confined. 

Count  the  bees  that  on  Hybla  are  playing ; 

Count  the  flowers  that  enamel  its  fields ; 
Count  the  flocks  that  on  Tempe  are  straying  i 

Or  the  grain  that  rich  Sicily  yields. 

Oo,  number  the  stars  in  the  heaven ; 

Count  how  many  sands  on  the  shore ; 
When  so  many  kisses  you've  given, 

I  still  shall  be  craving  for  more. 

To  a  heart  full  of  love  let  me  hold  thee, 
To  a  heart,  which,  dear  Chloe,  is  thine ; 

With  my  arms  I'll  for  ever  enfold  thee. 
And  twist  round  thy  limbs  like  a  vine. 

What  joy  can  be  greater  than  this  is  P 

My  life  on  thy  lips  shall  be  spent ; 
But  the  wretch  that  can  number  his  kisses, 

With  few  will  be  ever  content 

Sir  C.  Hanbury  Wiiiiame. 

ZXXT.     TO  O^CILIAirXTB,  A.  TROXTBLSSOMS   PLEADSB. 

The  judge  has  reluctantly  permitted  you,  Ca^ilianus,  on 

*  See  Gatnllus,  Ep.  5,  ad  Lesbiam.   Da  mihiba$im  mille,de%nd$eeniumt 
2)tM»  mitU  aUerOf  dein  teeunda  centum,  &c. 


BOOK  YI.]  EPIG&A.MS.  277 

your  loud  importunity,  to  exhaust  the  clepsydra '  seven  times. 
J3ut  you  talk  much  and  long ;  and,  bending  half  backwards, 
you  quaff  tepid  water  out  of  glasses.  To  satisfy  at  once 
your  voice  and  your  thirst,  pray  drink,  Cscilianus,  from  the 
clepsydra  itself. 

Seven  glasses,  Cecilian,  thou  loudly  didst  crave : 

Seven  glasses  the  judfe,  full  reluctantly,  gave. 

Still  thou  bavFat,  ana  bawl'st  on ;  and,  as  ne'er  to  bawl  ofi^ 

Tepid  water  in  bumpers  supine  dost  thou  quaff. 

That  thy  voice  and  thy  thirst  at  a  time  thou  may'st  slake. 

We  entreat  from  the  glass  of  old  Chronus  thou  take. 

ElpkiHttOH. 
XIXTT.     AD   PAPIIiTJM. 

Mentula  tarn  magna  est,  tantus  tibi,  Papile,  naaus : 
TJt  possis,  quoties  arrigis,  olfacere. 

To  o  Papilo,  hai  una  mentula  si  smisurata,  ed  un  si  gran  naso,  che 
potestiy  ogni  volta  che  arrigi,  fiutarla. 

XZXYII.     IN  CHABINTJM,   GIK^DOM. 

Secti  podicis  usque  ad  umbilicum 
NuUas  relliquias  habet  Oharinus. 
Et  prurit  tamen  usque  ad  umbilicum. 
O  quanta  scabie  miser  laborat ! 
Culum  non  habet,  est  tamen  cin»duB. 

Carino  ha  nessuna  reliqui  del  suo  podice  raso  sine  all'  umbilllco,' 
e  tattavia  gli  prude  sino  all*  umbillico ;'  oh  da  quanta  scabie  I'in- 
iame  h  travagliato !  culum  habet  tectum,  e  tuttavia  h  cinedo. 

Medal  so  fine, 

Short-breech'd  Carine, 

No  vain  superfluous  reliques  hast, 

Yet  itchest  from  the  head  to  the  waist ! 

0  wretch,  what  pain 
Dost  thou  sustain  P 

1  've  no  place  for 't, 

Yet  love  the  sport  P  Fletcher. 

XZXTIU.     OK  THB    SOK  OF  BSOtTLUS  THE   ADYOOATB. 

Do  you  see  how  the  little  Eegolus,  who  has  not  yet  com- 

>  A  clock  which  measured  time  by  the  fall  of  a  certain  quantity  of  water 
confined  in  a  cylindric  vessel.  See  Beckman's  Hist,  of  Inventions,  y.  1. 
p.  82.     (Bohn,  1846.) 

*  Quest'  infame  catamito,  tutto  che  scamato  e  tagliato,  la  ribalda  sua 
tnrpitudine  non  lo  lasciava  in  riposo.     Graglia, 

*  Tanto  basti  sopra  questo  detestabile  epigramma.    Graglia 


278  MABTIAL*8 

pleted  his  third  year,  pndses  his  father  whenever  he  hears  his 
name  mentioned  ?  and  how  he  leaves  his  mother's  lap  when 
ho  sees  his  father,  and  feels  that  his  father's  glory  is  his  own  ? 
The  applause,  and  the  court  of  the  Centumviri,  and  the  closely 
packed  surrounding  crowd,  and  the  Julian  temple,^  form  the 
child's  delight.  Thus  the  scion  of  the  nohle  horse  delights 
in  the  dusty  expanse  of  the  plain ;  thus  the  steer  with  tender 
forehead  longs  for  the  comhat.  Ye  gods,  preserve,  I  entreat, 
to  the  mother  and  father  the  ohject  of  theur  prayers,  that  Be- 
gulus  may  have  the  pleasure  of  listening  to  his  son,  and  hia 
wife  to  both. 

See  Regulus,  not  aged  three,  aspire 

To  fan  we  fuel  of  a  father's  fire ; 

From  his  fond  mother's  arms  behold  him  flown. 

To  catch  applauses,  which  he  feels  bis  own. 

The  judges*  glories,  and  the  people's  noise, 

The  Julian  temples  prove  the  infant's  joys. 

Thus  the  keen  ofisprinff  of  the  gen'rous  steed 

Already  pants  to  paw  me  sounmng  mead. 

Thus  tne  young  bull,  with  harmless  front,  will  play 

The  embryo  battles  of  another  day. 

Ye  powers !  to  this  my  prayer  propitious  be : 

So  crown  the  father,  mother,  cnild,  and  me, 

That  he  may  feel  his  son's  attempered  fire. 

And  she  may  hear  the  rival  son  and  sire.        ElphinH<m, 

XXXIX.      TO   OIKKA. 

Manilla  has  made  you,  Oinna,the  father  of  seven  children,  I 
will  not  say  freebom,  for  not  one  of  them  is  either  your  own 
or  that  of  any  friend  or  neighbour ;  but  all  being  conceived  on 
menial  beds  or  mats,  betray,  by  their  looks,  the  infidelities  of 
their  mother.  This,  who  runs  towards  us  so  like  a  Moor, 
with  his  crisped  hair,  avows  himself  the  offspring  of  the  cook 
Santra ;  while  that  other,  with  flattened  nose  and  thick  lips, 
is  the  very  image  of  Pannicus,  the  wrestler.  Who  can 
be  ignorant,  that  knows  or  has  ever  seen  the  blear-eyed  Dama, 
that  the  third  is  that  baker's  son  ?  The  fourth,  with  his  fair 
face  and  voluptuous  air,  evidently  sprung  from  your  &vourite 
Lygdus.  You  may  debauch  your  oflfepring  if  you  please ;  it  will 
be  no  crime.  As  to  this  one,  with  tapering  head  and  long 
ears,  like  asses,  who  would  deny  that  he  is  the  son  of  the 

*  The  temple  of  Julius  .CSssar,  where  the  body  of  judges  called  the  Gea- 
tumviri  had  their  four  coilrtB  for  trying  causes. 


BOOK  TI.]  ZPIGRAM8.  279 

idiot  GyrrhaP  The  two  siatera,  one  swarthy,  the  other 
red-haired,  are  the  offspring  of  the  piper  Crotus,  and  the 
bailiff  Carpus.  Tour  flock  of  hybrids  would  have  been 
quite  oomplete,  if  Coresus  and  Dyndymus  had  not  been  in- 
capable. 

■ 

Thon  iather'st  for  thy  wife  seaVn  birthsi  which  I 
Can't  children  call,  no,  nor  yet  free-bom ;  why  P 
Cause  thou  thyself  not  one  of  them,  no,  nott 
Thy  frieud  or  nonest  neighbour,  ever  gott, 
But  all  on  matts  conceived  or  couches,  they 
E'en  by  their  locks  their  mother's  stealths  betray. 
This,  that  with  curled  hayre  Moor^Uke  doth  looke, 
Proyes  himself  issue  of  the  swarthy  oooke : 
He  with  flat  nose,  and  blubber  lips,  you  'd  sweare 
The  wrestler  Pannicus  his  picture  were ; 
Dama,  the  third,  who  that  did  e'er  him  see. 
Knows  not  the  blear-eyed  baker's  son  to  be  P 
The  fourth,  a  sweet-faced  boy,  with  wanton  mien, 
Was  ^ot  by  Lygdus,  thy  hee-concubine : 
Use  hun  so  too ;  thou  need'st  no  incest  feare : 
But  this,  with  taper  head  and  his  louff  ear^, 
Which  like  an  ass's  moves,  who  can  deny 
To  be  the  idiot  Cyrrha's  progeny  P 
Two  daughters,  this  one  red,  that  other  browne, 
One 's  Crete  the  piper's,  t'  other  Carp's  the  clowne : 
Thy  mongrel^  number  had  been  now  complete. 
Could  Dindymus  and  Cores  children  get 

Old  MS.  16<A  Cmt 

T  is  a  strange  thing,  but't  is  a  thing  well  known, 
You  seven  children  have,  and  yet  have  none : 
Ko  genuine  ofispring,  but  a  mongrel  rabble, 

a  rung  from  the  garret,  hovel,  bam,  and  stable, 
ey  eyery  one  proclaim  their  mother's  shame : 
Look  in  their  ^ce,  you  read  their  father's  name. 
This  swarthy  flat^nosed  Shock  is  Afric's  boast; 
His  grandsire  dwells  upon  the  golden  coast. 
The  second  is  the  squinting  buUer's  lad ; 
And  the  third  lump  dropp'd  from  the  gurdener's  spade. 
As  like  the  carter  this,  as  he  can  stare : 
That  has  the  footman's  pert  and  forward  air. 
Two  nrls  with  raven  and  with  carrot  pate ; 
This  me  postillion's  is,  the  coachman's  that 
The  steward  and  the  groom  old  hurts  disabU, 
Or  els^  two  branches  more  had  graced  your  table.     Ba^-. 


280  habtial'b 


XL.      TO  LTOOBIS. 

There  was  not  a  woman  that  could  be  preferred  to  you, 
Lycoris  ;  there  is  now  none  that  can  be  preferred  to  G-lycera. 
Givcera  will  be  what  you  are ;  you  cannot  be  what  she  is. 
What  power  time  has  I  I  once  desired  you ;  I  now  desire 
her. 

With  thee,  Lycoris,  durst  no  female  Tie : 

With  Glycera  dare  none  the  contest  try. 

What  thou,  Lycoris,  art,  one  day  shall  she : 

What  is  my  Glycera,  thou  canst  not  be.        JBlphinaton* 

ZLI.      OK  A  HOABSE   POST. 

Ton  i)oet,  who  recites  with  his  throat  and  neck  wrapped 
in  wool,  intimates  that  he  finds  great  difficulty  in  spealong, 
and  equal  difficulty  in  keeping  silence. 

Who  pleads  with  chopps  bound  up,  what's  his  disease? 
That  he  can  neither  speake,  nor  hold  his  peace. 

Old  MS.  IQthCmL 

XLII.      TO   OPPUNUS,   TS  PBAISB  07  THB  BATHS   OF 

BTBUSCUS. 

Unless  you  bathe,  Oppianus,  in  the  baths  of  Etruscus 
you  will  aie  unpunfied.  No  waters  will  receiye  you  so 
pleasantly;  neitner  the  springs  of  Aponus,  forbidden  to 
young  maidens ;  ^  nor  the  relaxing  Sinuessa ;  ^  nor  the  stream 
of  the  feryid  Passer,  nor  the  proud  Auxur,  nor  the  baths  of 
Apollo  at  Cuma,  nor  those  of  Baits,  most  delightful  of  alL 
Nowhere  is  the  air  more  clear  and  serene;  light  itself 
stays  longer  there,  and  from  no  spot  does  day  retire  more 
reluctantly.  There  blaze  resplendently  the  green  quarries  of 
Taygetus  yying  with  rocks  '  of  variegated  beauty,  which  the 
Phrygian  and  the  Libyan  have  hewn  deeply,  the  dewy  onyx  ^ 
emits  its  dry  rays,  and  the  ophites  glow  with  a  tiny  fiame. 
If  the  Lacedffimonian  customs  please  you,  you  maj,  after 
being  gratified  with  dry  heat,  plunge  into  the  Virgin  or 

^  A  stream  near  Patayium,  which  was  said  to  scorch  up  maidens  wb« 
went  into  it  after  a  man  had  been  bathing  in  it. 

'  A  town  of  Campania,  near  which  flowed  the  river  Passei. 

'  Marble  from  Phrygia  and  Libya. 

^  A  marble  similar  in  consistence  to  exude.  It  has  a  dewy  appear* 
ance,  but  is  in  reality  dry. 


BOOK  TI.]  EFI&BAUS.  281 

Martian  waters ; '  which  shine  so  brilliantly,  and  are  so  pure, 
that  you  would  scarcely  suspect  any  water  to  be  tnere, 
and  imagine  you  saw  nothing  but  the  polished  Lygdian 
marble.  But  you  are  not  attending,  and  have  all  the  while 
been  listening  to  me  with  a  deaf  ear.  You  will  die  unclean, 
Oppianus. 

Wash  iQ  Etnucus'  baths,  say  I, 

If  you  'd  not  fowle  and  sordid  dye ; 

No  waters  will  you  so  much  please ; 

Not  Apon,  Virgin*8  little-ease ; 

Soft  Smueasa ;  or  hott  steames ; 

Of  Passer,  or  proud  Anzur*8  streames ; 

Not  Phoebus'  foards,  or  Baiae,  best 

Of  waters.    No  place  \s  so  blest 

With  cleere  fayre  weather ;  day  nowhere 

Stayes  longer,  slower  moves,  than  there : 

There  stones  in  chequered  order  putt, 

From  Phrygian  rockes  and  Libyan  cutt, 

Contending  with  Taygetus*  greene 

Marble  for  gracefulness,  are  seene : 

Fat  onyxes  there  panting  sweate, 

And  flaming  ophites  bume  with  heate. 

If  the  Laconian  mode  you  crave. 

Dry  stones  to  sweate  in  there  you  '11  have. 

In  cold  and  Virgin  streams  you  may 

There  bathe,  so  pure,  so  cleere,  are  they, 

The  marble  pavement  dry  you  'd  sweare, 

Not  once  suspecting  water  there. 

You  marke  me  nott ;  and  with  deaf  eare 

Careless  you  all  this  while  scarce  heare : 

And  so  1  see,  friend  Oppian, 

Ton  '11  die  a  fowle  ana  sordid  man. 

Old  MS.  leth  CmL 

ZLin.      TO   OASTBIGUS. 

While  happ;y  Baise,  Castricus,  is  showering  its  favours 
upon  you,  and  its  fair  nymph  receives  you  to  swim  in  her 
sulphureous  waters,  I  am  strengthened  by  the  repose  of  my 
Nomentan  farm,  in  a  cottage  which  ^ves  me  no  trouble  with 
its  numerous  acres.  Here  is  my  Baian  sunshine  and  the 
sweet  Lucrine  lake ;  here  have  I,  Castricus,  all  such  riches 

1  The  Aqua  Virgo,  see  B.  v.  Ep.  21,  and  the  Agm  Mareia,  were  fam- 
ous at  Rome  for  their  purity. 


282  hjlbtial's 

BB  joxL  are  enjoymg.  Time  was  when  I  betook  myself  at 
pleasure  to  any  of  tne  far-fiamed  watering-places,  and  felt  no 
apprehension  of  long  journeys.  Now  spots  near  town,  and 
retreats  of  easy  access,  are  my  delight;  and  I  am  content  if 
permitted  to  be  idle. 

While  you  at  Bath  indulge  each  happy  day, 

In  bathing,  drinkine,  dancing,  or  at  pky ; 

I  at  Bam  JBlms  a  yma  have  of  late, 

Healthy,  and  not  too  large  for  my  estate. 

And  here  am  I  as  rich  as  you  can  be ; 

T  ia  Bath,  't  is  Tunbridge,  everything  to  me. 

Once  every  public  place  was  my  abode ; 

Nor  was  I  better  pleased  than  on  the  road. 

Now  like  a  house,  to  which  with  ease  I  go ; 

And  to  be  idle,  find  enough  to  do.  Haym 

XLIT.      TO   CALLIODOBirS. 

You  imagine,  Calliodorus,  that  your  jesting  is  witlj,  and 
that  you  above  all  others  overflow  with  an  abundance  or  Attic 
salt.  You  smile  at  all,  you  utter  pleasantries  upon  all,  and 
you  think  that  bv  so  doing  you  will  please  at  the  dinner 
table.  But  I  will  tell  you  something,  not  very  nice,  but 
very  true.  No  one  will  invite  you,  Calliodorus,  to  drink 
out  of  his  glass.' 

Wond'rouB  witty  Calliodore ! 

Salt  has  sprinkled  thee  all  o'er 

Tickling,  with  respective  zest. 

Thou  must  be  a  pleasant  guest. 

Yet  the  truth,  if  olunt,  may  be : 

Not  a  soul  will  drink  with  thee.      Elphintton. 

XLT.      ON  THS  HARBIAGB   07  LTGDUB  A.VB  LJBTOBIA. 

You  Ivive  had  your  diversion ;  it  is  enough.  You,  who  have 
lived  so  freely,  are  married,  and  now  only  chaste  pleasure  is 
allowed  you.  But  is  there  any  chaste  pleasure,  when  LaDtoria 
is  married  to  Lygdus  ?  She  will  be  worse  as  a  wife  than 
she  recently  was  as  a  mistress. 

Ye  've  plaVd  enough,  lascivious  cronies,  wed ; 

No  lust  is  lawful  but  in  marriage  bed. 

Is  this  love  chaste  ?   Lysdus  and  Lectore  join  P 

She  11  prove  a  worse  wife  than  a  concubine.        JFUkker* 

^  Propter  oris  tui  impuritatem. 


BOOK  TI.]  SPIOBAHS.  288 


ILVI.      TO   CATIANUS. 

Yon  chariot  is  urged  bv  the  unremittiDg  whip  of  the 
blue  faction  driver,  yet  it  moves  no  faster :  truly,  Catianus, 
you  do  wonders  1 ' 

See  the  blue  driver,  with  what  might  he  moils ! 
Nor  gains  an  inch :  how  wondrous  are  his  toils ! 

JBlphingtcn. 

XLTH.      TO  THE  KTMPH  OF  A  rOTTNTAIir. 

Thou  household  nymph  of  my  friend  Stella,  who  glideet, 
with  pure  stream,  beneath  the  gemmed  halls  of  thy  lord, 
whether  the  consort  of  Numa  has  sent  thee  from  the  caves 
of  the  triple  goddess,  or  whether  thou  comest  as  the  ninth 
of  the  band  -of  Muses,  Marcus  releases  himself  from  his  vows 
to  thee  by  sacrificing  this  virgin  pig,  because,  when  ill,  he 
drank  furtively  of  thy  waters.  Do  thou,  reconciled  to  me 
at  length  by  this  expiation,  grant  me  the  peaceful  delights 
of  thy  fountain ;  and  let  mj  draughts  be  always  attended 
with  health. 

Pellucid  daughter  of  perennial  spring, 

Who  giVst  my  Stella's  gemmy  dome  to  ring ; 

Did  Numa's  goddess  glide  thee  from  the  cave, 

Where  the  chaste  Trivia  wont  her  limbs  to  lave  P 

Or,  origin  as  thou  must  own  divine, 

Perhaps  the  ninth  thou  is8u*st  of  the  Nine. 

If  with  the  virgin  porket  I  have  paid, 

And  streaming  eyes,  the  theft  a  sickling  made ; 

My  crime  atoned,  accept  the  suppliant  strain ! 

Indulge  thy  joys,  nor  let  me  pant  in  vain.        Elphinston. 

XLTin.      TO  POMPOKITJS. 

When  your  crowd  of  attendants  so  loudly  applaud  you, 
Pomponius,  it  is  not  you,  but  your  banquet,  tnat  is  elo- 
quent. 

''  Sophos,"  to  thee  thy  clients  cry ;  but  know 

Thy  supper 's  eloquent, — ^thou  art  not  so.  Wright 

XLIX.   PBIAFUS  UFOK  HIMSBLF. 

I  am  not  carved  out  of  the  fragile  elm,  and  this  column, 
which  rises  so  straight  and  so  firm,  is  not  made  of  wood 

1  By  lashing  his  horses  so  much,  and  yet  keeping  them  in  the  same 
spot 


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taken  at  random,  but  is  produced  £rom  the  eversreen  cypress, 
which  fears  neither  hundreds  of  centuries  nor  the  decay  of  a 
long-protracted  old  age.  Fear  it,  evil-doer,  whoever  you  may 
be ;  for  if  you  injure  with  rapacious  hand  even  the  smallest 
cluster  on  this  vine,  this  cypress  shall  ingrafb  upon  your 
body,  however  much  you  may  struggle  against  it,  a  fig-tree 
which  will  bear  fruit  J 

No  brittle  elm  my  substance  gave ; 

Nor  is  this  firm  uplifted  stave 

Hewn  firom  a  common  wayside  block. 

But  ever-living  cvpress*  stock — 

That  tree  which  fears  not  canker's  bite, 

Nor  centuries'  devastating  flight. 

Thief !  of  the  garden-god  beware ! 

For  if  with  greedy  hand  thou  dare 

The  smallest  cluster  hence  to  take, 

This  cypress-slave  on  thee  shall  make 

(Howe'er  thou  struggle  to  get  free) 

A  graft  that  wiU  bear  firuit  to  thee.     W,  8,  B, 

L.      TO   BITHYKIOUS,   OK   TELE8INXT8. 

While  Telesinus  was  poor,  and  cultivated  virtuous  and 
honest  friends,  he  tised  to  wander  about  in  sorry  guise, 
dad  in  a  chilly  little  toga.  But  since  he  has  begun  to  pay 
court  to  persons  of  licentious  character,  he  can  buy  himself 
plate,  table  services,  and  fiatrms.  Do  you  wish  to  become 
rich,  Bithynicus  ?  Become  a  panderer  to  vice ;  virtuous 
courses  will  gain  you  nothing,  or  very  little. 

Whilst  he  did  none  but  honest  friends  observe, 

In  thredd-bare  cloake  he  walk'd,  and  like  to  starve : 

Since  he 's  the  wanton  gallants'  nabber  growne, 

He  farmes  good  fajre,  and  coyne  has  of  his  owne. 

Would*st  thou  be  rich,  then  tnou  must  share  the  crimes, 

Else  not  the  wealth,  of  these  licentious  times. 

Old  MS.  IQth  Century. 

LI.      TO   LIJPEBC1T8. 

I  have  found  out  how  to  be  even  with  you,  Lupercus,  for  so 
often  having  guests  at  dinner  without  me.  I  am  in  a  passion, 
and  however  frequently  you  may  invite  me,  and  send  for  me, 
and  press  me—"  What  will  you  do  ?  "  you  say.  What  will 
I  do  r — ^I  will  come. 

1  See  B.  iv.  Ep.  52. 


BOOK  YI.]  EPIOBAMS.  285 

'Cause  thou  dost  feast  so  often  without  me, 

Lupercus,  I  have  found  a  plague  for  thee. 

Thouffh  thou  dost  importune,  and  send  and  call, 

I  '11  show  a  seeming  anger  over  aU. 

And  when  thou  sayst,  liVhat  wilt  thou  do  in  sum  P 

What  will  I  do  ?  1  am  resolved  to  come.  Fletcher, 

LII.      EPITAPH   OK   PAKTAOATHUS. 

In  this  tomb  reposes  Pantagathus,  the  object  of  his 
master's  affection  and  regret,  snatched  away  in  the  prime  of 
youth.  Well  skilled  was  he  in  clipping  straj  hairs  with 
scissors  that  gently  touched  them,  and  in  trimming  bristly 
cheeks.  Earth,  be  propitious  to  him,  as  it  behovest  thee, 
and  lie  lightly  on  him ;  thou  canst  not  be  lighter  than  was 
the  artist's  hand. 

Snatcht  hence,  yet  scarce  a  youth,  under  this  stone 
Lyes  hee,  his  master's  joy  once,  now  his  moane : 
Skilfiill.the  wanton  hayre  to  cut,  with  such 
A  hand,  and  shave  the  cheek,  as  scarce  did  touch. 
Lye  ne'er  so  gently  on  him,  earth,  yet  hee 
More  lightly  gentle-handed  used  to  bee. 

Old  MS.  leth  Century^ 

un.    TO  PAUSTnnTs,  ok  akbbaoobas. 

Andragoras  bathed,  and  supped  gaily  with  me ;  and  in  the 
morning  was  found  dead.  Do  you  ask,  Paustinus,  the  cause 
of  a  death  so  sudden  ?  He  had  seen  Doctor  Hermocrates  in 
a  dream. 

Bath'd,  supp'd,  in  elee  Andragoras  went  to  bed 
Last  night^  but  in  Uie  morning  was  found  dead : 
Would'st  know,  Faustinus,  what  was  his  disease  ? 
He  dreaming  saw  the  quack,  Hermocrates. 

Montaigne  {by  Cotton)^  B.  ii^  ch.  37. 

LIT.      TO   AULUS,   OK   SEXTILIAKUS. 

If,  AuluB,  you  forbid  Sextilianus  to  speak  of  his  "so 
great ••  and  "so  great,"  the  poor  fellow  will  be  scarcely 
able  to  put  three  words  together.  "  What  does  he  mean  ?  " 
YOU  ask.  I  will  tell  you  what  I  suspect:  namely,  that 
Sextilianus  is  fallen  in  love  with  his  "  so  great "  and  "  so 
great."  > 

XV.      TO   C0EACIKU8. 

Because  you  are  always  redolent  of  lavender  and  cinnamon, 
^  Tanioe  et  tatUae.    Praegrandes  draucos  eommque  caudos. 


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and  stained'  with  the  spoils  from  the  nest  of  the  proud 
phomix,  exhale  the  odour  of  Nicerotius's  ^  leaden  vases,  you 
smile  with  contempt,  Coracinus,  on  us,  who  smell  of  nothing. 
I  would  rather  smell  of  nothing  than  of  scents. 

Of  richest  spices  thou  do*st  ever  scent, 
Nor  is  the  phoenix'  nest  more  redolent. 
Despisest  us,  who  do  n*t  in  sweets  excel : 
Of  nought 't  is  hetter  than  of  odours  sinelL 

Anon,  1695. 

LYI.      TO   CHABIDEMTTS. 

Quod  tibi  crura  rigent  setis,  et  pectora  yillis, 
Verba  putas  fam»  te,  Charideme,  dare. 

Extirpa,  mihi  crede,  pilos  de  corpore  toto, 
Teque  pilare  tuas  testificare  nates. 

Quffi  ratio  est  ?  inquis ;  scis  multos  dicere  multa. 
Fac  pffidicari  te,  Charideme,  putent. 

Perche  hai  le  gamhe  irsute  di  setole,  ed  il  petto  d'  ispidi  peli  t 
t^  immagini,  o  Caridemo,  imporre  alia  fiuna.    Credimi,  strappat* 
peli  da  tutto  il  corpo :  e  commincia  dame  prova  dalle  natiche.   J 

3ual  modvo  P   Dl  tu.    Tu  sai  che  molti  mormorano.    Fa,  o  C 
emo,  chepiutosto  pensino,  che  tu  sei  un  cinedo.*   Graglia, 

LVn.      TO  PHOBBUS. 

You  manufacture,  with  the  aid  of  unguents,  a  falp-    .   • 
of  hair,  and  your  bald  and  dirty  skuU  is  covered  wi^     ''  * 
locks.     There  is  no  need  to  have  a  hairdresser  f  • 
head.    A  sponge,  Fhcnbus,  would  "do  the  business  b    . 

Phoebus  belies  with  oil  his  fained  haars, 
And  o*er  his  scalp  a  painted  border  wean 
Thou  need'st  no  barber  to  correct  thy  pate. 
Phoebus,  a  sponge  would  better  do  the  feat. 

LTni.      TO  AVLUS  PTJDBNS. 

Whilst  you,  Aulus,  delight  in  a  near  view  of  the  A .  • 
bear,  and  with  enduring  the  climate  of  northern  sLu  . 
how  nearly  had  I,  your  mend,  been  carried  off  to  the  \n  • 
of  Styx,  and  seen  the  dusky  clouds  of  the  Elysian  \^.  < 
My  eyes,  weak  as  they  were,  continually  looked  rounc 

^  Niger^  i.  e.  unctus.        '  A  perfumer.        *  See  B.  ii.  Ep.  12. 
*  Huic  quasi  lerioria  rei  saspicionem  oppone  isU  gravioii,  nempe    > 


1B00K  TI.]  XFIOSAKS.  287 

jour  countenance,  and  the  name  of  Pudeilfi  was  perpetu* 
ally  on  mj  cold  tongue.  If  the  wool-spinning  sisters  do  not 
weave  the  threads  of  my  life  hlack,  and  my  Toice  does  not 
address  inattentive  deities,  you  will  return  safe  to  the  cities 
of  Latium  to  see  your  friend  safe,  and,  as  a  deserving 
knight,  be  rewarded  with  the  rank  of  first  centurion. 

While  thou  didst  joy  to  eye  the  sluggish  Wain, 
And  in  thy  prospect  either  Bear  to  gain; 
How  nearly  ravish'd  to  the  Stygian  wore, 
Up  to  Elysium's  awful  dawn  I  bore ! 
On  thee  my  heavy  eyeballs  hoVring  hung. 
And  Pudens  falter'd  on  my  stifiTninff  tongue. 
Yet,  if  no  sable  thread  the  sisters  £raw, 
And,  if  those  deien  to  hear,  whom  late  I  Miw, 
My  pow'rs  restored  shall  hail  thee  safe  and  sound, 
In  Latian  climes,  with  knightly  honors  crown'd. 

Elphinston, 

LTX.      ON   BACOABA. 

Baccara,  desirous  of  exhibiting  his  six  hundred  fur  mantles, 

gieves  and  complains  that  the  cold  does  not  attack  him. 
e  prays  for  dark  days,  and  wind,  and  snow ;  and  hates 
wintry  days  which  are  at  all  warm.  What  ill,  cruel  mortal, 
have  our  light  cloaks,  which  the  least  breath  of  wind  may 
carry  off  our  shoulders,  done  you  ?  How  much  simpler  and 
bonester  would  it  be  for  you  to  wear  your  fur  cloaks  even 
in  the  month  of  August. 

Thy  chest  such  store  of  winter-garments  hold, 

Thou  griev'st,  and  oft  complain'st,  for  want  of  cold ; 

Wishest  dark  days  and  short,  sharp  winds  and  snow. 

And  hates  the  season,  if  it  milder  grow. 

Didst  thou  the  worse  for  my  thin  gown  e*er  fare, 

Borne  from  my  back  by  ev'ry  puff  of  air  ? 

How  much  more  humane,  more  sincere,  *t  were  done, 

Should'st  thou  in  August  winter-cloths  put  on  ?  ' 

Anon.  1695. 

LX.      TO  rATTSTINUS. 

Pompullus  has  accomplished  his  end,  Faustinus ;  he  will  be 
read,  and  his  name  be  spread  through  the  whole  world !  So 
may  the  inconstant  race  of  the  yellow-haired  Q^rmans  flour- 
ish, and  whoever  loves  not  the  rule  of  Borne !  Yet  the  writ- 
ings of  Pompullus  are  said  to  be  ingenious ;  but  for  fiune, 
believe  roe,  that  is  not  enoush.  How  many  eloquent  writers 
are  there,  who  afford  food  for  mites  and  worms,  and  whose 


288  KABTIAL*B 

learned  venes  are  bought  only  by  cooks !  Something  more 
ifl  wanting  to  confer  immortality  on  writings.  A  book  des- 
tined to  hve  must  have  genius. 

Hee  '8  made,  for  one,  the  people  cry,  "  Loud  Fame 
Through  the  whole  world  shall  PompuUus*  name ! " 
Such  ^e  th*  inconstant  yellow  Germans'  £ite  I 
So  prosper  all  who  Roman  empire  hate ! 
Yet  are  his  lines,  you  '11  sa^,  ingenious : 
That 's  not  enough ;  fame  is  not  gotten  thus : 
For  mothes  and  wormes  how  many  learned  bookes 
Prove  food,  or  else  waste  paper  for  the  cookes  I 
There 's  somewhat  more  in  't.  To  make  lines  to  live, 
A  constant  veine  of  wit  you  must  them  give. 

Old  MS.  IQth  OuUury. 

LXI.      OK  AS  ENTIOUB   PERSON. 

Bome,  city  of  my  affections,  praises,  loves,  and  recites  my 
compositions ;  I  am  in  every  lap,  and  in  every  hand.  But 
see,  yon  gentleman  grows  red  and  pale  by  turns,  looks 
amazed,  yawns,  and,  in  fact,  hates  me.  I  am  delighted  at 
the  sight ;  my  writings  now  please  me. 

Rome  hugs  my  verse,  and  cries  it  up  for  rare, 
My  books  each  hand  and  ev*ry  bosom  bear ; 
There  *b  one  yet  lowers,  disdains,  is  ill  at  ease : 
I  'm  glad ;  my  verses  now  myself  do  please. 

^Mon.  1695. 

Lni.    TO  oppiAinrs. 

Salanus  has  lost  his  only  son.  Do  you  delay  to  send 
presents,  Oppianus?  Alas,  cruel  destiny  and  remorseless 
Fates !  of  what  vulture  shall  the  corpse  of  Salanus  be  the 
prey? 

Silanns  mourns  an  only  son : 

Why,  Oppian,  thus  thy  gifts  delay  ? 
Ah !  cruel  fates !  what  have  ye  done  P 
What  vulture  shall  devour  tiie  prey  P     B^kmitom, 

Silanus'  only  son  is  dead. 

Why,  Apian,  hast  thou  offered 

No  gifts  to  th'  fire  P  Oh  destinies ; 

What  Vultur  shall  this  carcass  seize  P    May 

TiTTTI.      TO  IIABIAIHTS,   DECEITEn   BY  ▲  7LATTEREB. 

You  know,  Marianus,  that  you  are  obsequiously  courted ; 
you  know  that  he  who  courts  you  is  a  covetous  fellow ;  you 
know  what  his  attentions  mean  ;  and  yet  you  name  him  in  your 
will,  foolish  man,  as  your  heir,  and  destine  him,  as  if  you  were 


BOOK  TI.]  XPieBAMS.  289 

out  of  jour  mind,  to  take  your  place.  "  But  he  has  sent  roe, 
you  say,  large  presents."  True,  but  they  are  a  baited  hook ; 
and  can  the  fisn  ever  love  the  fisherman  P  Will  this  pretend- 
er  bewail  your  death  with  real  sorrow  P  If  you  desire  him 
to  weep,  Marianus,  give  him  nothing.  :c 

Thou  knoVflt  bee  angles,  know*8t  him  covetous,  '  '**'" 

Thou  know'st  what  he  would  have,  and  why  he  does ; 

And  yet,  mad  foole,  him  for  theine  heire  thou  tak'st ; 

And  to  thy  will  executor  thou  mak'st. 

Thou  It  say,  '*  He  gave  great  presents."  True ;  as  baites ; 

For  which  the  fisherman  what  fish  but  hates  ? 

Think'st  thou  thy  hearse  with  teares  of  sprefe  he  11  steep  ? 

No ;  give  him  nought,  then  hee  will  truly  weepe. 

Old  MS.  16th  Century. 

LHV.      to  ▲  DETBAGTOB. 

Although  you  are  neither  sprung  from  the  austere  race  of 
the  Pabii,  nor  are  such  as  he  whom  the  wife<  of  Curius 
Dentatus  brought  forth  when  seized  with  her  pains  beneath  a 
shady  oak,  as  she  was  carryin;^  her  husband  his  dinner  at 
the  plough ;  but  are  the  son  of  a  father  who  plucked  the 
bair  from  his  face  at  a  loo^mg-glass,  and  of  a  mother  con- 
demned to  we^  the  toga  ir*  public ;  *  and  are  one  whom  your 
wife  might  call  wife  ;*  "^^jm  allow  yourself  to  find  fault  with 
m  V  books,  which  are  known  to  fame,  and  to  carp  at  my  best 
jokes,— jokes  to  which  the  chief  men  of  the  city  and  of  the 
courts  do  not  disdain  to  lend  an  attentive  ear, — jokes  which 
the  immortal  Silius  deigns  to  receive  in  his  library,  which 
the  eloquent  Begulus  so  frequently  repeats,  and  which 
win  the  praises  of  Sura,  the  neighbour  of  the  Aventine 
Diana,  who  beholds  at  less  distance  than  others  the  con- 
tests of  the  great  circus.'  Even  Caesar  himself,  the  lord 
of  aU,  the  supporter  of  so  great  a  weight  of  empire,  does 
not  think  it  beneath  him  to  read  my  jests  two  or  three 
times.  But  you,  perhaps,  have  more  genius ;  you  have,  by 
the  polishing  of  Imnerva,  an  understanding  more  acute ;  and 
the  subtle  Athens  has  formed  your  taste.  May  I  die,  if  there 
is  not  far  more  understandmg  in  the  heart  of  the  animal 
which,  with  entrails  hanging  down,  and  large  foot,  lungs 

'  As  boJDg  an  adulteress.  *  So  effeminate  are  you. 

*  His  bouse  overlooked  the  Circus  Maximus, 


290  mabtial'b 


coloured  with  oongealed  blood, — an  object  to  be  feared  by  aL 
nosesy — ^is  carried  by  the  cruel  butcher  from  street  to  street. 
You  have  the  audacity,  too,  to  write  yerses,  which  no  one 
will  read,  and  to  waste  your  miserable  paper  upon  me.  But 
if  the  heat  of  my  wrath  should  bum  a  mark  upon  you,  it 
will  live,  and  remain,  and  will  be  noted  all  through  the  city ; 
nor  will  even  Cinuamus,  with  all  his  cunning,' efface  the 
stigma.  But  have  pity  upon  yourself,  and  do  not,  like  a 
furious  dog,  provoke  with  rabid  mouth  the  fuming  nostrils 
of  a  living  bear.  However  calm  he  may  be,  and  however 
gently  he  may  lick  your  fingers  and  hands,  he  will,  if  resent- 
ment and  bile  and  just  anger  excite  him,  prove  a  true  bear. 
Let  me  advise  you,  therefore,  to  exercise  jour  teeth  on  an 
empt;^  hide,  and  to  seek  for  carrion  which  you  may  bite 
witn  impunity. 

When  sprung  of  Fabius'  race  von  no  way  are, 
^or  GunuB,  who  himself  to  'b  plough-men  bare 
Their  dinner ;  whose  rough  wife  her  child-bed  made 
Under  the  covert  of  an  oak's  thick  shade : 
But  of  a  father  bom,  trimm'd  by  a  glass, 
A  mother  for  a  courtesan  does  pass ; 
And  so  effemiaaie  you  yourself  withal, 
Your  wife,  though  nice  she  be,  you  wife  may  call  i 
For  you  to  dare  my  much-famed  verse  detract ! 
The  Momus,  on  my  approved  toys  to  act  I 
My  t03rs,  I  say,  all  Rome  attentive  hear, 
To  which  both  leam'd  and  noble  lend  an  ear ; 
Which  deathless  Silius  with  regard  does  treat; 
And  Regulus'  fluent  tongue  deigns  to  repeat; 
Which  to  revolve,  Caesar  a  time  does  spare. 
Amidst  the  weight  of  all  the  public  care. 

But  vou  know  more,  your  wise  discerning  heart 
Pallas  has  framed  by  the  Athenian  art 
May  I  not  live,  if  th  heart  and  paunch  we  meet, 
The  garbage,  guts,  and  the  great  dangling  feet, 
Which  loaded  butchers  cany  tiirough  the  street. 
With  no  small  terror  unto  ev'ry  nose. 
Do  not  a  sharper  wit  than  thine  disclose. 
Yet,  with  the  waste  of  paper,  against  me 
Verses  you  write,  such  as  none  read  or  see : 
But  if  my  chafed  choler  thee  shall  brand, 
Hie  work  will  live,  be  read  in  ev'ry  land ; 
'T  is  not  thy  barber's  soap  can  cleanse  the  stain. 
Take  heed  the  outrage  be  not  thine  own  bane, 


BOOK   YI.]  SPIOSAKS.  291 

To  urge  a  lining  bear,  cease  to  presume. 

Until  his  rage  forth  at  his  nostnls  fume. 

Though  calm,  he  11  lick  the  hand,  and  stiokings  b«ar  2 

Roused  and  provoked,  you  '11  find  him  still  a  bear. 

Thy  teeth  then  fasten  in  some  empty  hide, 

Or  beast  that 's  dead,  and  will  the  ynong  abide. 

Anon.  1695. 

LIV.      TO   TTJCOA. 

''You  write  epigrams  in  hexameters,"  is  what  Tucca^  I 
know,  is  saying.  There  are,  Tua^a,  precedents  for  it ;  in  a 
word,  Tucca,  it  is  allowable.  "  But' this  one,  you  say,  is  very 
long.*'  There  are  precedents  for  its  length  also,  Tucca,  and 
it  is  allowable.  If  you  approve  of  shorter  ones,  read  only 
my  distichs.  Let  us  agree,  Tucca,  that  I  shall  be  at  liberty 
to  write  long  epigrams,  and  you  be  at  liberty  not  to  read 
them. 

What?  in  long  verse  write  epicrams P  say  you. 

I  say,  t  is  usuu,  and  *t  is  lawiul  too. 

Then,  they  are  long.  This  too  is  law  and  use: 

If  you  like  short,  do  you  the  distichs  chuse. 

Let  us  agree  ;  the  bamdn  does  no  hurt ; 

I  may  write  long ;  and  you  may  read  the  short    Say, 

LXTI.      Oir  ▲   OBIEB  SELLHrO  A   OIBL. 

The  crier  Gellianus  was  lately  offering  for  sale  a  young 
lady  of  not  over-good  reputation,  such  as  sit  in  the  middle 
of  the  Suburra.^  When  she  had  been  for  some  time  standing 
at  a  small  price,  the  seller,  desiring  to  prove  her  purity  to 
all  around,  drew  her  towards  him,  and,  while  she  feigned 
resistance,  kissed  her  two,  three,  and  four  times.  Do  you 
ask  the  result  he  produced  by  his  kisses  ?  It  was,  that  he 
who  had  just  offered  six  hundred  sesterces,  withdrew  his 
bidding. 

Oellian  the  crier  brought  a  lass 

To  market,  of  small  fame  to  pass, 

Such  as  in  ill-fam'd  taverns  sate : 

Whiles  she  stood  long  at  a  small  rate, 

He  to  approve  her  sound  and  good, 

Drew  her  near  to  him  as  she  stood, 

And  kissM  her  three  or  four  times  o'er : 

But  wouldst  thou  know  what  fruit  these  bote  ? 

'  A  street  in  Rome  where  prostitutes  dwelt. 

u  2 


292  ICiLBTIAL'e 

Why  he  that  bade  six  hundred  pieces  for  her, 

Upon  this  score  did  utterly  abhor  her.  FleUher, 

LXVII.   TO  PABTTICUS. 

Do  Tou  ask,  Fannicus,  why  your  wife  Cslia  has  about 
her  only  prieBts  of  Gybele  ?  Gsalia  loyea  the  flowers  of  mar- 
riage, but  fears  the  fruits. 

Pannicus,  dost  wish  to  know 

Why  thy  Gellia  favours  so 

The  priests  of  Cybele  P  To  sport 

She  loves,  and  pay  no  suffermg  for't      Anon, 

LXTin.      TO   CABTBICUS,   OTS  THE   DEATH  OF  THE  YOUVe 

EUTTOHUS, 

Bewail  your  crime,  ye  Naiads,  bewail  it  through  the  whole 
Lucrine  lake,  and  may  Thetis  herself  hear  your  mouming ! 
Eutychus,  your  sweet  inseparable  companion,  Caatricus,  has 
been  snatched  away  from  you,  and  has  perished  amid  the 
waters  of  Baise.  He  was  the  partner  and  kind  consoler  of 
all  your  cares :  he  was  the  delight,  the  Alexis,  of  our  poet. 
Was  it  that  the  amorous  nymph  saw  thy  charms  exposed 
beneath  the  crystal  waves,  and  tnought  that  she  was  sending 
back  Hylas  to  Hercules  ?  Or  has  Sidmacis  at  length  left  her 
effeminate  Hermaphroditus,  attracted  hj  the  embrace  of  a 
tender  but  vigorous  youth  ?  Whatever  it  may  be,  whatever 
the  cause  of  a  bereavement  so  sudden,  may  the  earth  and 
the  water,  I  pray,  be  propitious  to  thee. 

You  wat*ry  nymphs  weepe  for  your  dire  mishap, 
But  with  whole  floods  poured  into  Thetis  li^p. 
That  lovely  youth  in  Baian  streames  is  drown'd, 
Whom  by  your  side  so  oft  you  sweetely  found, 
Deare  Castricus :  companion  of  your  care 
And  sweete  hearts-ease,  your  love,  your  minion  fayre. 
Thee  naked  i'  th'  cleare  waves  when  shee  did  see, 
Did  the  nymph  leave  her  Hylas  and  seize  thee ; 
Or  Salmacis  ner  loved  Hermaphrodit 
With  this  soft  youth's  embraces  tempted  quitt  ? 
Whatever  the  cause  o*  th'  sudden  rapyne  be, 
May  earth  and  water  gently  cover  thee ! 

Old  MS.  X^th  Century 

LXIX.      TO   0ATULLIJ8. 

I  do  not  wonder  that  your  Bassa,  Catullus,  drinks  water ;' 
^  Os  enim,  quo  tlbi  oiorigeratur,  purgari  debet. 


BOOK  TI.]  IFieBAHS.  298 

bat  I  do  wonder  that  the  daughter  of  Bassus^  drinks 
water. 

Thy  Bassa  water  drinks :  't  is  well  and  good. 

Bill  I  must  marrel  Bassus'  daughter  should.    Mphinston, 

LXX.    TO  iCABCiAinrs. 

Sixty  summers,  Marcianus,  and,  I  think,  two  more  have 
been  completed  by  Cotta,  and  he  does  not  remember 
erer  to  have  felt  the  weariness  of  a  bed  of  sickness  even  for 
a  single  day.  With  resolute,  nay  uncourteous  gesture,  he 
bids  the  doctors  Alcon,  Dasius,  and  Symmachus  keep  at  a 
distance.  If  our  years  were  accurately  counted,  and  if  the 
amount  subtracted  from  them  by  cruel  fevers,  or  oppres- 
sive languor,  or  painful  maladies,  were  separated  from  the 
happier  portion  of  our  lives,  we  should  be  found  in  reality 
but  in&nts,  though  we  seem  to  be  old  men.  He  who 
thinks  that  the  lives  of  Friam  and  of  Nestor  were  lon^  is 
much  deceived  and  mistaken.  Life  consists  not  in  living, 
bat  in  enjoying  health. 

Cotta  has  passed  his  threescore  years  and  two, 

And  ne'er  remembers  that  he  had  to  do 

With  sickness,  or  yet  once  laid  down  his  head ; 

For  a  distemper  felt  a  tedious  bed : 

But  at  physicians  he  durst  point  with  scorn, 

At  Dasius  and  Alcontus  mtuLe  a  horn. 

If,  like  wise  men,  we  do  our  years  compute, 

Riuse  or  subtract  the  days  that  did  not  suit 

With  happy  life,  such  as  in  pain  are  spent, 

Gouts,  fevers  sharp,  and  the  mind's  discontent. 

We  should  but  children  be,  that  aged  seem, 

And  hugely  they  're  imposed  on,  who  do  deem 

Priam  and  Nestor  many  years  have  told : 

Not  who  live  long,  but'happily,  are  old.    Anon,  1695. 

If  I  judge  ri^ht,  our  food  old  friend.  Sir  John, 
Next  spring  is  sixty-uiree,  or  thereu|>on.  ^ 
Tet  it  was  never  known,  I  've  heard  it  said, 
That  in  his  life  he  one  dav  kept  his  bed  ; 
Nor  ever,  but  in  joke,  held  out  his  pulse. 
To  Sloane,  to  Mead,  to  Wilmot,  or  to  Hulse. 
If  from  our  life's  account  we  should  strike  out 
The  hours  we  lose  by  fevers  or  the  gout, 

^  Who  WIS  a  drunkaid. 


294  mabtial'b 

Bv  spleen,  by  head-ache,  evezy  other  ill ; 

Though  we  seem  old,  we  are  but  children  stilL 

If  any  think  Priam  or  Nestor  old, 

Thouffh  o'er  the  last  three  centuries  had  roU'd, 

They  re  much  deceived ;  for  sense  and  reason  tell, 

That  life  is  only  life  when  we  are  welL  JSaif% 

LXXI.      OK  TELETHU8A. 

Telethusa,  skilled  in  displaying  attractive  gestures  to  the 
sound  of  her  Spanish  castanets,  and  in  dancing  the  sportive 
dances  of  Cadiz ;  Telethusa,  capable  of  exciting  the  decrepit 
Pelias,  and  of  moving  the  husband  of  Hecuba  at  the  tomb 
of  Hector;  Telethusa  inflames  and  tortures  her  former 
master.  He  sold  her  a  slave,  he  now  buys  her  back  a  mis- 
tress. 

Wantoninff  to  Betic  sounds, 

She  in  Gaoish  ^mbols  bounds ; 

She  a  Pelias  might  beguile, 

Or  the  sire  at  Hector's  pile. 

For  love  her  former  master  dies ; 

Maid  he  sold  her,  mistress  buys.      Elpktnstoit. 

LXXn.      TO  PABITLLUS,   ON  ▲  THISVT8H  CILIOIAK. 

A  Oilician,  a  thief  of  but  too  notorious  rapacity,  wished 
to  rob  a  certain  garden  ;  but  in  the  whole  grounds,  large  as 
they  were,  Fabullus,  there  was  nothing  save  a  marble  Priapus. 
As  he  did  not  wish  to  return  empty-handed,  the  Oilician 
stole  Priapus  himself. 

Cilix,  a  knave  of  noted  theft, 

Resolved  to  rob  a  garden  by : 

But  there  was  nought,  Fabullus,  left 

But  a  hu^  marble  deity. 

Yet  lest  his  empty  hand  should  miss  its  prey, 

Cilix  presumed  to  steal  the  god  away.  FUieker, 

LZZm.      OK  THE  PSIiLPTrS  OF  HILi^BITB. 

No  rude  rustic  fashioned  me  with  untaught  pruning 
knife ;  you  behold  the  noble  handy  work  of  the  steward.  For 
Hilarus,  the  most  noted  cultivator  of  the  Csretan  territory, 
possesses  these  hills  and  smiling  eminences.  Behold  my  well- 
formed  face,  I  do  not  seem  made  of  wood,  nor  the  arms  I  bear 
destined  for  the  flames,  but  my  imperishable  sceptre,  fashion- 
ed of  everugreen  cypress,  in  manner  worthy  of  the  hand  of 
Phidias,  boldly  presents  itself.     Neighbours,  I  warn  you. 


BOOK  TI.]  EPIGBAMS*  295 

worship  the  divimty  of  Priapus,  and  respect  these  fourteen 
acres. 

No  rustic,  with  untutor'd  hand, 

Has  bid  my  stately  fodship  stand : 

Who,  form'd  with  adamantine  tool. 

Speaks  Dispensator's  noble  school. 

For  joyous  Cere's  foremost  yeoman, 

The  wealthy,  witty,  jolly  freeman, 

Sole  tenant  of  the  high  and  low, 

Exults  mine  honest  face  to  show. 

Spectator,  scan  mjr  frame  entire ; 

Nor  deem  me  destined  to  the  fire : 

Well  mingled  with  immortals,  I 

In  deathless  cvpress,  time  defy. 

But  chief,  my  beard,  thou  manly  part ! 

Still  bristle,  as  by  Phidian  art 
Good  neighbours,  wise,  attend  my  law ; 

And  e^e  your  guardian-god  with  awe. 

Each  mimical  act  forbear. 

And  these  twice  scTen  £Edr  acres  spare.  ElphinsUnL 

LXXIT.     TO  ^PtTLAinrs. 

That  guest  reclining  at  bis  ease  on  the  middle  couch,  whose 
bald  head  is  furnished  with  three  hairs,  and  half  daubed  over* 
with  pomade,  and  who  is  digging  in  his  half-opened  mouth 
with  a  lentisc  toothpick,  is  trying  to  impose  upon  us,  iEfu- 
lanus ;  he  has  no  teeth. 

Who  lounges  lowest  in  the  middle  bed. 

Rich  unguent  portioning  his  three-hair'd  head ; 

And,  witn  the  lentisc  in  his  mouth,  looks  big ; 

But  looks  a  lie :  he  has  no  teeth  to  dig.        Elphintion, 

LXIT.      TO   PONTIA. 

When  yon  send  me  a  thrush,  or  a  sUce  of  cheesecake, 
or  a  hare's  thigh,  or  something  of  that  sort,  you  tell  me. 
Pontic  that  you  have  sent  me  the  dainties  of  your  choice.  I 
shall  not  send  these  to  any  one  else,  Pontia,  nor  shall  I 
eat  them  myself.' 

When  you  send  me  a  thrush,  or  a  portion  of  cake. 
Or  the  wing  of  a  hare ;  and  would  have  me  partake : 
You  beg  leave  to  present  me  some  mouthfuls,  you  say : 
Neither  my  mouth  they  fill,  nor  another's,  to-aay. 

Elphiiuioii. 

^  Pontia  was  skilled  in  poisoning.    See  B.  ii.  Ep.  34. 


296  mabtial's 


XXXVI.    XFiTAPH  OF  riTsoirs. 

FoflcuBy  lately  the  guardian  of  the  sacred  person  of  the 
emperor,  the  supporter  of  the  Mars  who  administered  ciyil 
justice  at  home,  the  leader  to  whom  the  army  of  our  soTe- 
reign  lord  was  intrusted,  lies  buried  here.  We  may  confess 
this,  Fortune,  that  that  stone  now  fears  not  the  threats  of 
enemies ;  the  Dacian  has  receired  our  proud  yoke  with  sub- 
dued neck,  and  the  victorious  shade  of  Euscus  reposes  in  a 
grove  which  he  had  made  his  own.' 

Guard  of  the  sacred  life,  of  primal  poVr ; 
Lord  of  th'  imperial  camp,  in  luckless  hour 
Here  Fuscus  hes.  Dread  fortune  this  must  own, 
No  hostile  threats  can  agitate  a  stone : 
Nor  vainly  with  fell  Dacia  vengeance  strove : 
The  victor-shade  commands  the  vanquished  grove. 

LXXm.      TO  AVXB. 

When  you  are  poorer  than  even  the  wretched  Irus,  more 
vigorous  than  even  Parthenop»ut,  *  stronger  than  even 
Artemidorus'  in  his  prime,  why  do  you  delight  to  be 
carried  by  six  Cappadocian  slaves?  You  are  laughed  at, 
Afer,  and  derided  much  more  than  you  would  be  were  you 
to  walk  unattired  in  the  middle  of  the  Forum.  Just  so 
do  people  point  at  the  dwarf  Atlas  ^  on  his  dwarf  mule,  and 
the  black  elephant  carrying  its  Libyan  driver  of  similar  hue. 
Do  YOU  wish  to  know  why  your  litter  brings  you  into  so 
mucn  ridicule  ?  You  ought  not  to  be  carried,  even  when 
dead,  on  a  bier  borne  by  six  persons.^ 

When  poorer  yet  than  Lrus  thou  art  deem'd, 
Than  Parthenopeeus  younger  much  esteem'd, 
Stronger  than  wrestlers  in  their  prime  and  might. 
Why  to  be  borne  by  six  dost  thou  delight? 
T  were  a  less  jest,  uiouldst  thou  in  public  go 
Naked,  afoot,  than  with  this  pageant  show. 

1  Fuseos  died  fluting  against  the  Dacians,  and  was  buried  in  Dacian 
ground. 

*  One  of  the  seren  clue£i  against  Thebes. 

*  A  panoratlast  in  the  reigns  of  Galba  and  Vitellius. 

*  Mentioned  by  Jurenal,  TiiL  3L 

'  Tou  ought  to  be  buried  as  a  poor  person,  on  a  smaller  bier. 


BOOK  YI.]  ZPIOBA.M8.  207 

The  state  thou  tak'st  does  more  absurd  appear 

Than  if  six  slaves  a  seventh,  in  pomp,  should  bear; 

A  Moor  upon  an  elephant  of  like  hue, 

Would  move  less  laughter  'monz  the  vulgar  crew ; 

Bo  on  a  mule  as  little  as  himself 

Mounted,  we  see,  some  pigmy  little  elf. 

Wouldst  know  what  scorn  thy  pride  to  thee  has  bred  P 
Men  grudge  that  six  should  bear  thee,  wert  thou  dead. 

Anon.  1695. 

LXITin.      TO  ATTLTTS. 

Phrjz,  a  famous  drinker,  Aulus,  was  blind  of  one  eye,  and 
purblind  of  the  other.  His  doctor  Heras  said  to  him,  '*  Be- 
ware of  drinking ;  if  you  drink  wine,  you  will  not  see  at  all." 
Phr3rz,  laughing,  said  to  his  eye,  ''I  must  bid  you  fare- 
well i "  and  forthwith  ordered  cups  to  be  mixed  for  him  in 
copious  succession.  Do  you  ask  the  result  ?  While  Phryx 
drank  wine,  his  eye  drank  poison. 

Phryx,  a  stout  drinker,  who  no  ffoblet  feared. 
Though  one  eye  he  had  lost,  ana  t'  other  bleer'd : 
Who,  when  physicians  bid  of  wine  beware. 
And  threatened  blindness,  if  he  had  not  care, 
Deriding,  said,  "  farewell,  my  other  eye ;" 
And  ten  large  cups  bid  fill  him  by-and-by, 
And  more  than  once.  Wouldst  know  the  end  o'  th'  prank 
Phryx  soak'd  good  wine,  but  his  eye  poison  drank. 

Anon.  1695. 

LXXIX.      TO   LUPUS. 

You  are  sad  in  the  midst  of  every  blessing.  Take  care 
that  Fortune  does  not  observe,  or  she  will  call  you  un- 
grateful* 

HowP  sad  and  rich  P  Beware  lest  Fortune  catch 
Thee,  Lupus,  then  she  H  caU  thee  thankless  wretch. 

JFleteher* 

Th'  art  rich  and  sad ;  take  heed  lest  Fortune  see. 

And,  as  ungrateful,  do  proceed  with  thee.        Anon.  1695. 

rxzz.    TO  noMiTiAir,  ov  his  wiktib  boses. 

Anxious  to  pay  her  court  to  thee,  the  land  of  the  Nile 
had  sent  to  thee,  Ciesar,  as  new  gifts,  some  winter  roses.  The 
Memphian  sailor  felt  little  respect  for  the  gardens  of  Egypt, 
after  lie  had  crossed  the  threshold  of  your  city ;  such  was 


296  icabtial's 

the  Bplendonr  of  the  spring,  and  the  beauty  of  balmj 
Flora ;  and  such  the  glory  of  the  Pawtan  rose-beds.  So 
brightly,  too,  whereyer  he  directed  his  steps  or  'his  looks, 
did  eyery  with  shine  forth  with  garlands  of  flowers.  But 
do  thou,  O  JN'ile,  since  thou  art  compelled  to  yield  to  Boman 
winters,  send  us  thy  harrests,  and  receiye  our  roses. 

Egypt  did  proudly  winter  roses  boast, 

As  the  sole  raoduct  of  her  fertile  coast : 

But  DOW  at  Borne  her  merchants  are  raxprised 

To  see  such  store,  the  Memphian  are  despised : 

Where'er  they  look,  where'er  they  take  their  way. 

Hedges  of  blushing  roses  do  di^lay. 

So  does  this  glory  of  the  spring  excel. 

Not  Pestan  rosanes  more  migrant  smell ; 

£yen  goddess  Flora  seems  in  Bome  to  dwell. 

Let  not  thy  winters,  Nile,  then  vie  with  ours, 
Go  plough,  and  send  us  com ;  we  'U  send  thee  floVis. 

Anon.  1605. 

LXCa.     TO  CHABIDEMTTS. 

Iratus  tamquam  populo,  Charideme,  layaru . 

Inguina  sic  toto  subluis  in  solio. 
"Nee  caput  hie  yeUem,  sic  te,  Charideme,  layare ; 

Et  caput,  ecce,  layas ;  inguina  malo  layes. 

Tu,  o  Csridemo,  ti  lari  come  sdeniato  con  tutti:  talmente 
guassi  le  pudenda  ^  tutto  il  tino.  Non  yorrei,  o  Caridemo,  die 
tu  yi  layassi  il  capo  m  questo  modo :  pure,  ecoo  tu  yi  layi  il  capo : 
amerei  meglio  che  yi  layassi  le  pudenda. 

LTTTTT.     TO  BXTFUS. 

A  man,  the  other  day,  Bufus,  after  haying  diligently 
contemplated  me  just  as  a  buyer  of  slayes  or  a  trainer  of 
gladiators  might  do,  and  after  haying  examined  me  with  eye 
and  hand,  said, ''  Are  you,  are  you  really,  that  Martial,  whose 
liyely  sallies  and  jests  are  known  to  eyery  one  who  has  not  a 
downright  Dutchman's  ear  ?  "  I  smiled  faintly,  and  with  a 
careless  nod  admitted  that  I  was  the  person  he  supposed. 
"Why  then,"  said  he,  "haye  you  so  bad  a  doak  P  *^  I  an- 
swered, "  Because  I  am  a  bad  poet."  That  this,  Bufus,  may 
not  happen  again  to  your  poet,  send  me  a  good  cloak. 

Ey'n  now  one  looking  on  me  wistly,  and 
Trying,  as  butchers  ck>e»  with  eye  and  hand, 


BOOK  TI.]  SFIOSAHS.  299 

The  wares  they  are  to  buy,  **  Art  thou,"  quoth  hee, 

**  Hiat  Martial!,  whose  wanton  drollery 

Is  so  well  known,  and  valued  too  so  much. 

By  all  whose  eares  are  not  dull  dreary  Dutch  ?  ** 

I  smild  a  little,  and  with  gentle  nod 

Seem'd  to  confess  I  was  the  man.  *^  Good  God  I " 

Quoth  he,  '*  why  are  you  then  so  meanly  oladd  ?  " 

"  Because,"  quoth  I,  "  my  poetry  is  badd-" 

That  men  your  poet  may  not  still  thus  jeere. 

Send  him,  good  Kufus,  better  cloathes  to  weare. 

Old  MS.  16M  CcHt. 

LZZZIII.     TO  SOHITIAK,  DT  FBAISB   OT  HIS   CLSMBKGT. 

As  much  as  the  fortime  of  the  father  of  Etrascun '  owes  to 
the  solicitations  of  the  son,  so  much,  most  powerful  of  princes, 
do  both  owe  to  you ;  for  you'  have  recalled  the  thunderbolt 
kunched  by  your  right  hand ;  I  could  wish  that  the  fires 
of  Jupiter  were  of  a  similar  character.  Would  that  the 
all-powerful  Thunderer  had  your  feelings,  Csesar ;  his  hand 
would  then  rarely  apply  its  full  force  to  the  thunderbolt. 
From  your  clemency  Etruscus  acknowledges  that  he  has  re- 
ceived the  double  boon  of  being  allowed  to  accompany  his 
father  when  he  went  into  exile,  and  when  he  retumed  from  it. 

'Whatever  parental  love  to  filial  owes. 
That,  chia  of  chiefs,  thy  grace  on  both  bestows. 
The  bolts  emitted,  thou  forbad'st  to  rove : 
Oh,  for  such  temper  to  the  bolts  of  Jove ! 
Oh !  did  the  Thunderer  like  Geesar  feel, 
Bare  would  his  hand  her  total  vengeance  deal. 
Thy  double  boon  Etrusous  must  acunire ; 
That  crown*  th'  associate,  when  it  call'd  the  sire. 

LXXZIY.     TO  AVITUS. 

Fbilippus,  in  good  bodily  health,  is  carried,  Avitus,  in  a 
litter  Dome  by  eight  men.  But  if,  Avitus,  you  think  him 
sane,  you  are  yourself  insane. 

Philip,  in  health,  eight  men  to  bear  him  had : 
Who  thinks  him  in  good  health,  himself  is  mad* 

Amm.  1695. 

1  There  were  two  Etmsci,  father  and  son ;  the  father  was  sent  into 
exile  by  Domitian,  and  the  son  accompanied  him.  By  ihe  solicitations  of 
the  son,  Domitian  was  induced  to  allow  the  father  to  return.  See  B.  viL 
Ep.  39,  and  Statins  Sylv.  3. 


800  kabtial'8 

LXXXT.     ON  THE   DEATH   07  BTTFUS   CiJfONItJS. 

My  sixth  book  is  published  without  thee,  Itufus  Camoniufl, 
for  a  patron,  and  cannot  hope  to  have  thee,  vaj  friend,  for  a 
reader.  The  impious  land  of  the  Cappadocians,  beheld  by 
thee  under  a  malignant  star,  restores  only  thy  ashes  and  bones 
to  thy  father.  Four  forth,  bereaved  Bononia,  thy  tears  for 
thyEufus,  and  let  the  voice  of  thy  wailing  be  heard  throughout 
the  jEmilian  Way.  Alas !  how  sweet  an  affection,  alaB  !  how 
short  a  life,  has  departed  !  He  had  seen  but  just  five  times  the 
award  of  prizes  at  the  Olympian  games.  O  Eufus,  thou  who 
wast  wont  to  read  through  my  trifles  with  careful  attention, 
and  to  retain  my  jests  in  thy  memory,  receive  this  short  strain 
with  the  tears  ot  thy  sorrowful  friend,  and  regard  them  as 
incense  offered  by  him  who  is  far  removed  from  thee. 

In  th'  absence,  Rufus,  my  sixth  book  is  out, 
But  thou  her  reader  she  doth  sadly  doubt, 
Base  Cappadocia  by  a  fate  unjust 
Gives  to  thy  friends  thy  bones,  to  thee  thy  dust. 
Widowed  Bononia  batne  my  Mend  in  tears. 
While  that  Emilia  thy  griefs  echo  bears. 
How  pious !  but  how  short-lived  did  he  fall ! 
Five  bare  Olympiads  he  had  seen  in  alL  ^ 
RufUs,  thou  that  wast  wont  to  bear  in  mind 
Our  sports,  and  them  in  memory  to  find, 
Accept  this  sad  verse  which  I  send, 
'     As  the  sweet  incense  of  my  absent  firiend.  Fletcher. 

LXZXYI.     OK  BSIKG  fiEQUIRED  TO  DBHTK  HOT  WATEB  WHSH 

BIOS.. 

0  -^6  of  Setia,  0  excellent  snow,  O  goblets  constantly 
refilled,  when  am  I  to  drink  you  with  no  doctor  to  prevent 
me  ?  He  is  a  fool,  and  ungrateful,  and  unworthy  of  so  great  a 
boon,  who  would  rather  be  heir  to  the  rich  Midas,  than  enjoy 
you.  May  he  who  is  envious  of  me  possess  the  harvests  of 
Libya,  and  the  Hermus,  and  the  Tagus,  and  drink  warm  water. 

Setian  nectar,  8ov*rain  snow ! 

Circling,  as  attemper'd  bowl ! 
When  win  ye  your  bhss  bestow. 

And  no  quack  pretend  control  ?  n 

Senseless  to  a  boon  so  rare, 
j  Fool,  that  would  forego  the  joy. 

To  be  golden  Midas'  heir ! 
His  be  Midas*  fuU  alloy. 


BOOK  TI.J  SFIGBAMS.  dOl 

For  him  let  all  Libya  wave  j 

Hermus,  Tagus,  roll  their  gold : 
Burning  may  he  quaff  and  laush, 

Whoso  grudges  me  the  cool  d.    ElphintUm, 

LXXXYII.     TO  SOHITIAK. 

May  the  gods  and  you  yourself  indulge  you  with  whaterer 
you  deserve  I  Ma^  the  gods  and  you  yourself  indulge  me  with 
whatever  I  wish,  if  I  have  deserved  it ! 

On  thee,  may  heaven,  and  thou,  thy  due  bestow : 
On  me,  my  little  wish ;  if  that  ye  owe.        ElphtmUm, 

LZZZTIII.   TO   CJEGILIAinrB. 

One  morning,  C»cilianus,  I  happened  to  salute  you  simply 
by  your  name,  without  calling  you,  "  My  Lord."  Does  any 
one  ask  how  much  that  freedom  cost  me  ?  it  has  cost  me  a 
hundred  farthings.^ 

Thee,  by  thy  real  name,  this  mom  I  hail'd  ,* 
Nor  plain  Caecilian  as  **My  lord*'  address*d. 

What  stood  the  freedom,  that  so  greatly  fail'd  P 
But  a  poor  hundred  farthings,  1  protest.      Elphituton, 

LXXXIX.    TO   BVFUS,   OK  FAKABETTTS,  A  SBTTNKABD. 

Panaretus,  full  of  wine,  called  with  eloquent  finger,^  jast  at 
midnight,  for  a  vessel  necessary  for  a  certain  purpose.  A 
Spoletan  wine-jar  was  brought  to  him ;  one  which  he  had 
himself  drainea  to  the  dregs,  but  which  had  not  been  enough 
for  him,  though  drinking  alone.  Most  faithfully  measuring 
back  to  the  jar  its  former  contents,  he  restored  the  fuU 
quantity  of  wine  to  its  receptacle.  Are  you  astonished  that 
tne Jar  held  all  that  he  had  drunk  P  Cease  to  be  astonished, 
ItuJuis ;  he  drunk  it  neat. 

When  Panaret,  maudlin,  with  snap  of  the  thumb, 
At  midnight  commanded  the  neecmil  to  come ; 
A  spoletine  came,  which  himself  had  just  drained : 
Nor  had  it  sufficed  that  the  flagon  contained. 
With  utmost  good  faith  redecanting  his  store, 
He  crown'd  the  vast  vessel  as  high  as  before. 

K  Cmdum  quadranteaf  the  usual  value  of  iho  tportula  or  present  made 
by  the  rich  to  their  dependants  instead  of  a  dinner. 
'  By  snapping  his  thumb  and  finger,  the  usual  signal  to  the  attendants 


d02  mabtial's 

Capacious,  you  wonder,  the  pot  as  the  oask! 

This  pure  had  imbibed ;  which  aocounts  for  the  tasL 

XO.     OS  GELLIA. 

Gellia  has  bat  one  gallaiit;  this  is  a  great  disgrace,  but, 
what  is  a  greater,  she  is  the  wife  of  two  husbands. 

To  one  alone  gallant  will  Qellia  deign. 
More  scandal  hers ;  the  consort  thus  of  twain. 

ElpkimUm. 

XCI.     TO   ZOILUS. 

The  sacred  censorial  edict  of  our  soyereign  Lord  condemns 
and  forbids  adultery.  Eejoice,  Zoilus,  that  your  tastes  ex- 
empt you  from  this  law.^ 

The  emperor*8  law  forbids  adultery ; 

But  grieye  not,  Zoilus ;  'twill  not  touch  thee.    Amuu 

XCn.     TO  AHMIAKUS,  DBIKKIKa  BAJ)  WnOB. 

By  the  serpent  which  the  art  of  Myron  has  grayen  on  your 
cup,  Ammianus,  it  is  indicated  that,  in  drinking  Vatican  wine,* 
you  drink  poison* 

The  serpent  twined  around  thy  cup, 

By  Myron's  wondrous  art, 
Is  emblem  of  the  poison  which 

Thy  odious  wines  impart.  Amm* 

XGin.   ON  THAIS. 

Thais  smells  worse  than  an  old  jar  of  a  coyetous  fuller 
just  broken  in  the  middle  of  the  street ;  worse  than  a  ffoat 
after  an  amorous  encounter ;  than  the  belch  of  a  lion ;  uiaa 
a  hide  torn  from  a  dog  on  the  banks  of  the  Tiber ;  thaa 
chick  rotting  in  an  abortive  e^ ;  than  a  jar  fetid  with  spoilt 
pickle.  Cimningly  wishing  to  exchange  this  disagreeable 
odour  for  some  other,  she,  on  laying  aside  her  garments  to 
enter  the  bath,  makes  herself  green  with  a  depilatory,  or  con- 
ceals herself  beneath  a  daubing  of  chalk  dissolved  in  add,  or 
covers  herself  with  three  or  four  layers  of  rich  bean-un- 
guent.    When  by  a  thousand  artifices  she  thinks  she  has 

1  Feminas  eiiim  non  inibat,  utpote  fellator. 
3  Which  was  the  worst  sort  of  wine. 


BOOK  TI.]  BPIOBAKB.  90% 

sucoeeded  in  making  herself  safe,  Thais,  after  all,  smells  of 
Thais. 

Worse  thao  a  fuller's  tubb  doth  Thais  stink, 
Broke  in  the  streets,  and  leaking  through  each  chink; 
Ox  lion*s  belch ;  or  lustfull  reeking  ffoats ; 
Or  slda  of  dogg  that  dead  o'  th'  bankside  floats ; 
Or  half-hatch^  chicken  from  broke  rotten  eggs, 
Or  taynted  jarrs  of  stinking  mackrell  dreggs : 
This  vile  rank  smell  with  i^umes  to  dis^ise. 
Whene'er  she's  in  the  batn,  she  doth  deyise ; 
She's  with  pomatum  smug^d,  or  paint  ffood  store, 
Or  oyle  of  bean-flow'r  yarmsh'd  o  er  and  o'er : 
A  thousand  waves  shee  tries  to  make  all  well ; 
In  vayne,  still  Thais  doth  of  Thais  smell. 

Old  M.8  leth  Cent 

XCIV.   ON  OALPBTIANTTS. 

Calpetianus'  table  is  always  laid  with  a  gold  service,  whether 
he  dines  abroad  or  at  his  own  house  in  town.  So,  too,  does 
he  sap  even  in  an  inn  or  at  his  country  house.  Has  he  then 
nothing  else  ?  ^o !  and  even  that  is  not  his  own.^ 

Calpetian*s  board  the  golden  platters  crown. 
At  home,  abroad ;  in  country  and  in  town : 
In  hovel  or  the  field,  alike  they  're  shown. 
He  has  none  else :  nay,  he  has  not  his  own. 


BOOK  VII. 


I.     TO  nOMITIAK,  OK  HIS  ASBUMPTION  OV  A  BBBAST- 

FLATE. 

BsoziTE  the  terrible  breastplate  of  the  warlike  Minerra, 
which  even  .the  'anger  of  the  snaky-locked  Medusa  dreads. 
"When  you  do  not  wear  it,  Csesar,  it  may  be  called  a  breast- 

^  The  meaning  la  uncertain ;  but  it  seems  to  be  intimated  either  that  ho 
had  bcnrowed  or  hired  plate,  for  the  sake  of  ostentation,  or  that  he  had 
got  it  by  dishonest  means. 


304  icabtial'8 

plate ;  when  it  sitQ  upon  jour  sacred  breast,  it  will  be  an 

ffigis.^ 

Caesar,  thy  dread  Palladian  breastplate  wear. 
Which  eYn  the  Gordon  seems  itself  to  fear : 
When  on  tbee  buckled,  all  the  aegis  know ; 
But  when  unarm'd,  it  doth  plain  armour  show. 

Anon.  1695. 

II.      TO   THE   BfiXASTFLATB   ITSELF. 

Breastplate  of  our  lord  and  master,  impenetrable  to  the 
arrows  of  the  Sarmatians,  and  a  greater  defence  than  the 
hide  worn  hj  Mars  among  the  Qetae ;  breastplate  formed 
of  the  polished  hoofs  of  innumerable  wild  boars,'  which  de- 
fies the  blows  even  of  an  JBtolian  spear ;  happy  is  thy  lot, 
to  be  permitted  to  touch  that  sacred  breast,  and  to  be 
warmed  with  the  genius  of  our  god.  Go,  accompany  him, 
and  mayst  thou,  uninjured,  earn  noble  triumphs,  and  soon 
restore  our  leader  to  the  palm-decked  toga.^ 

Gird  on  the  breastplate  of  the  warlike  maid. 
Of  which  Medusa's  snakes  might  shrink  afraid* 
Habergeon,  Caesar,  iminform'd  of  thee. 
Will,  on  thy  sacred  bosom,  aegis  be. 

Blest  cuirass,  go,  Sarmatic  shafts  deride ; 
Nor  fear  to  rival  Mars's  Getic  hide. 
Mail'd  with  the  slipp'ry  claws  of  many  a  boar. 
Thee  never  point  of  fell  ^tolian  tore. 
Hail,  happy  cuirass !  what  a  lot  is  thine  ! 
To  gird  a  god,  and  flow  with  soid  divine ! 
Go,  glean,  unhurt,  uiy  triumphs  o'er  the  globe ; 
And  soon  restore  the  hero  to  the  robe.  Mphimton, 

III.      TO   PONTILIAITUB. 

Why  do  I  not  send  you  my  books,  Fontilianus  ?  Lest  you 
should  send  me  yours,  Fontilianus. 

^  The  aegis  was  borne  by  the  gods;  the  loricoy  or  breastplate,  was 
worn  by  men.  Domitian  appears  to  have  had  an  sgis,  or  shield,  made 
for  himself,  after  the  fashion  of  Minerva's  egis,  whom  he  particularly 
worshipped. 

2  The  Sarmatians,  according  to  Pausanias,  made  breastplates,  or 
coats  of  mail,  of  the  talons  of  wild  beasts,  arranged  like  scales.  The 
breastplate  of  Domitian  was  formed  either  of  that  material,  or  in  imi- 
tation of  it. 

'  The  toga  paimata,  worn  by  generals  in  triumphal  processioQSt 


BOOK  til]  B?I0BA.)CS.  *  305 

Why  send  I  not  to  thee  these  books  of  mine  ? 

'Cause  I,  Pontilian,  -would  be  free  from  thine.     WHgkt, 

Tou  ask  me  why  I  have  no  verses  sent  P 

For  fear  you  shoulcL  return  the  compliment.    Hay, 

IT.      TO  OASTBIOTTB,  OK  OPPIAinTS. 

OppianoB,  having  an  unhealthy  complexion,^  Castricus, 
began  to  write  verses. 

To  have  some  colour  for  his  pallid  lookes, 
Oppian  begins,  forsooth,  now  to  write  bookes. 

Old  MS.  16M  Cunt. 

T.      TO  BOMITIAK,   BOLICITIirO  HIM  TO  BETUBN. 

If,  Caesar,  you  regard  the  wishes  of  your  people  and 
senate,  and  the  real  happiness  of  the  inhabitants  of  Borne, 
restore  our  deity  to  our  urgent  prayers.  Borne  is  envious  of 
the  foe  that  detains  him,  although  many  a  laurelled  letter 
reaches  her.  That  foe  beholds  the  lord  of  the  earth  nearer 
than  we ;  and  with  thy  countenance,  Csesar,  the  barbarian  is 
as  much  delighted  as  awed. 

If  with  thee,  Cssar,  the  desires  take  place 
Of  people,  senate,  ail  the  Koman  race, 
Thy  presence  ^ciously  to  them  affoid, 
At  their  impatient  suit,  return  their  loind. 
Rome  her  foes  envies,  that  they  thee  detain, 
Thoueh  many  laurels  she  thereby  doth  gain ; 
That  oarVrous  nations  see  her  prince  so  neari 
Enjoy  that  face  which  they  do  so  much  fear. 

Anm,  1695. 

TT.      TO  PAHX. 

Is  there  then  any  truth  in  the  report  that  CsBsar,  quitting 
the  northern  climes,  is  at  length  preparing  to  return  to 
Ausonia  ?  Certain  intelligence  is  wanting,  but  every  tongue 
repeats  this  news.  I  believe  thee,  Pame ;  thou  art  wont  to 
tell  the  truth.  Letters  announcing  victory  confirm  the 
public  joy;  the  javelins  of  Mara  have  their  pomts  green  with 
laurel.  Again,  rejoice!  Borne  proclaims  aloud  your  great 
triumphs ;  and  your  name,  CaMsar,  even  though  it  be  against 

*  Looking  pale,  as  those  who  would  be  thought  poeU  wished  to  look. 
Hor.  Epist.  i.  19. 


800  1£AKTIAL'8 

your  will,  resounds  throughout  your  dtj.  But  now,  that 
our  joy  may  haye  greater  grounds  for  certainty,  come  your- 
self ;  and  be  your  own  messenger  of  your  victory  over  the 

Sarmatians. 

Hark !  from  hyperborean  ahores^ 

Gssar  now  his  route  explores. 

Fame,  the  harbinger  of  praitte, 

Glads  the  great  Ausonian  ways. 

What  though  none  assure  the  bliss  P 

EVry  voice  amiounces  this. 

Fame,  upon  thy  lips  I  dwell ; 

Truth  as  thou  art  wont  to  telL 

Victor-letters  speak  the  joy : 

Martial  weapons  auell  annoy, 

With  their  laurera  point  serene : 

All  is  glad,  and  all  is  green. 

los  bid  thy  Rome  rebound : 

Matchless  Cssar  is  the  sound. 

But,  the  bliss  that  nought  gainsay. 

Bring  thyself  the  Sarmat  bay.  ElpkiMtoH, 

yil.      TO   C^SAS. 

Though  the  wintry  Northern  Bear,  the  barbarous  Peuce,' 
the  Danube  warmed  by  the  trampling  of  horses*  feet,  and  the 
Bhine,  with  its  presumptuous  horn  already  thrice  broken, 
may  withhold  thee  from  us,  O  sovereign  ruler  of  the  earth, 
and  father  of  the  world,  whilst  thou  art  subduing  the  realms 
of  a  perfidious  race,  yet  thou  canst  not  be  absent  from  our 
prayers.  Even  there,  Csesar,  our  eyes  and  minds  are  with 
thee ;  and  so  fully  dost  thou  occupy  the  thoughts  of  all,  that 
the  very  crowd  in  the  great  Circus  know  not  whether  Pas- 
eerinus  is  running  or  Tigris.' 

Mid  polar  ice  and  Peucian  snows, 
Where  with  the  hoof  hard  Ister  glows ; 
And  rebel  Rhine,  with  broken  horn. 
Still  bids  thee  awe,  and  still  adorn, 
llie  kingdoms  of  a  faithless  race. 
That  spurn  thy  guidance  and  thy  grace ; 
O  earth's  controUer  unconfined. 
Propitious  parent  of  mankind ! 
Far  from  our  vows  thou  canst  not.  be : 
Our  heads  and  hearts  are  full  of  thee. 

*  An  island  at  the  mouth  of  the  Danube. 
^  Nauies  of  favourite  horses. 


BOOK  Til.]  EFIGBAMB.  307 

Nay,  all  our  eyes  thou  boldest  so. 

That  not  the  vasty  Circus  know 

What  ^ragoDs  pretend  to  shine, 

A  Tigris  or  a  Passerine.  Elphituton, 

Tin.      TO  THS  MUSES,   OK  DOMITIAir's  BETUBN. 

Now,  O  Muses,  now,  if  ever,  give  vent  to  jov.  Our  god 
is  restored  to  us  victorious  from  the  plains  of  Thrace.  Thou 
art  the  first,  O  December,  to  confirm  the  wishes  of  the 
people ;  now  we  may  shout  with  loud  voice,  "He  is  coming." 
Happy  art  thou,  O  December,  in  thy  lot ;  thou  mightest  have 
assumed  equality  with  January,  hadst  thou  given  us  the  joy 
which  he  will  give  us.  The  crowned  soldier  will  sport  in 
festal  railleries,^  as  he  walks  in  procession  amid  the  laurelled 
steeds.  It  is  not  unbecoming  even  in  thee,  O  Caesar,  to 
listen  to  jests  and  trivial  verses ;  since  the  triumphal  cele* 
bration  itself  gives  a  license  to  amusement. 

Now  sport,  if  e'er,  ye  Muses,  with  my  vein ! 
From  the  north  world  the  god  returns  again. 
'    December  first  brings  forth  the  people's  vote, 
T  is  just  we  cry,  He  comes,  with  open  throat. 
Blest  in  thy  chance,  from  Janus  share  the  day. 
Since  what  he  'd  give,  thou  givest  to  us,  our  joy. 
Let  the  crown'd  soldier  play  his  solemn  sport, 
While  he  attends  the  bays-invested  court; 
'T  is  rieht,  great  Cesar,  our  Ught  jokes  to  hear, 
Since  that  thy  triumph  them  doth  love  and  bear. 

Fletcher. 

H.      ON   CASOELXiIXrS,  A  LAWTEB  DEFICIENT   IK  FLUENCY. 

Gascellius  numbers  sixty  years,  and  is  a  man  of  talent. 
When  will  he  be  a  man  of  eloquence  ? 

If  at  threescore  he  lawyer  do  commence ; 

Say,  at  what  age  he  '11  be  a  man  of  sense.     Hay. 

Thy  valour,  Bounce,  imjjroves  apace. 

For  one  so  past  his  prime ! 
Already  thou  It  an  army  face,— 

Thou  'It  face  a  man  in  time.        N,  B.  Halhed. 

X.      TO   OLTTS,  A  BLANDEBSB. 

Eros  has  a  Ganymede,  Pinus  is  strangely  fond  of  women; 
what  is  it  to  you,  Olus,  what  either  of  them  does  with  him« 

>  See  B.  i.  Ep.  v. 
X  2 


808  ]CABTIAL*8 

self?  Matho  pays  a  hundred  thousand  sesterces  to  a  mistress : 
what  is  it  to  you,  Olus  ?  It  is  not  you,  but  Matho,  who 
will  thus  be  reduced  to  poverty.  Sertorius  sits  at  table  till 
daylight :  what  is  it  to  you,  Olus,  when  you  are  at  liberty  to 
snore  all  night  long?  Lupus  owes  Titus  seven  hundred 
thousand  sesterces :  wliat  is  it  to  you,  Olus  ?  Do  not  give  or 
lend  Lupus  a  single  penny.  What  really  does  concern  you, 
Olus,  and  what  ought  more  intimately  to  concern  you,  you 
keep  out  of  sight,  x  ou  are  in  debt  for  your  paltry  toga ;  that, 
Olus,  concerns  you.  No  one  will  any  longer  give  you  a 
farthing's  credit ;  that,  Olus,  concerns  you.  Your  wife  plays 
the  adulteress ;  that,  Olus,  concerns  you.    Your  daughter' is 

frown  up,  and  demands  a  dowry;  that,  Olus,  concerns  you. 
could   mention   some  fifteen  other  things  that  concern 
you ;  but  your  affairs,  Olus,  concern  me  not  at  all. 

Jack  and  Tom  haunt  each  bawdy-house  in  town : 
What 's  that  to  you  ?   Is  not  their  skin  their  own  ? 
Harry  at  vast  expense  maintains  a  whore : 
What  *s  that  to  you  ?   T  is  Harry  will  grow  poor. 
Ned  spends  the  nights  in  gaming  and  in  riot : 
What 's  that  to  you  ?  Cannot  you  sleep  in  quiet  P 
Dick  owes  five  hundred  pounds  unto  a  friend : 
What 's  that  to  you  ?  Does  Dick  ask  you  to  lend  ? 
Do  you  forget  what  is  your  own  afOsdr  r 
Of  what  it  more  becomes  you  to  take  care  ? 
T  is  your  afiair  to  pay  for  your  own  coat, 
As 't  IS,  that  none  will  trust  you  for  a  groat ; 
*Tis  your  afiair,  that  your  wife  goes  astray. 
As  *t  is,  your  daughter's  portion  soon  to  pay. 
Thousands  are  your  affedrs,  which  I  decline 
To  name ;  for  what  you  do  is  none  of  mine.       Ha^. 

«  Wai  and  Hal  love  their  bottle."  Well,  Prattle,  why  not? 
Drink  as  much  as  they  can,  't  will  not  make  you  a  sot 
"  Phil's  purse  has  fined  deep  for  illicit  amours." 
Well,  Prattle,  the  damage  is  Philip's,  not  yours. 
**  Surface  revels  all  night,  and  sleeps  out  half  the  day." 
Well,  Prattle,  his  pranks  will  not  turn  your  head  grey. 
"  Charlest  ruin'd  by  gambling,  begs  alms  to  subsist" 
Well,  Prattle,  subscribe  or  withhold,  as  you  list 
Be  less  busy,  good  Prattle,  with  others'  afiairs : 
Keep  an  eye  to  concerns  of  your  own,  and  not  theirs. 
You  Te  in  risk  of  arrest,  Prattle ;  that 's  your  concern : 
None  will  lend  you  a  doit,  and  you  've  no  means  to  earn. 


BOOK  TH.]  SFIGBAMS.  800 

Tour  wife 's  ever  drunk,  Prattlei  that  concerns  you. 
Miss  Prattle,  your  daughter  *s  with  child, — and  that  too 
I  could  preach  thus  a  week,  did  my  taste  so  incline ; 
But,  Prattle,  your  scrapes  are  no  business  of  mine. 

N.  B.  Halhed. 

XI.      TO  AULU8   PTTPEKB. 

You  urge  me,  Pudens,  to  correct  my  books  for  you,  with 
my  own  hand  and  pen.  You  are  far  too  partial,  and  too 
kind,  thus  to  wish  to  possess  my  trifles  in  autograph. 

Trifles  would  my  Pudens  scan, 

Winnow'd  by  the  author's  fan  ? 

Oh !  how  keen  will  friendship  sift, 

Such  originals  her  drift !  Elpkinston, 

XII.      TO  FAUBTIKUB. 

So  may  the  lord  of  the  world,  Faustinus,  read  me  with 
Berene  countenance,  and  receive  my  jests  with  his  wonted 
attention,  as  my  page  injures  not  even  those  whom  it  justly 
hates,  and  as  no  portion  of  reputation,  obtained  at  the  ex« 
penae  of  another,  is  pleasing  in  my  eyes.  To  what  purpose 
10  it  that  certain  versifiers  wish  publications  which  are  but 
darts  dipped  in  the  blood  of  Lycambes '  to  be  deemed  mine, 
and  that  they  vomit  forth  the  poison  of  vipers  under  my 
name  ? — versifiers,  who  cannot  endure  the  rays  of  the  son  and 
the  light  of  day  ?  My  sport  is  harmless ;  you  know  this 
well ;  I  swear  it  by  the  genius  of  all-powerful  Fame,  and  by 
the  Castalian  choir,  as  well  as  by  the  attention  you  grant 
me,  reader,  who,  if  you  are  free  from  the  unmanly  passion  of 
envj,  are  to  me  as  a  great  deity. 

May  Ceesar  stiU  with  the  same  gracious  ear, 
And  serene  brow,  my  sportive  verses  hear, 
As  they  wrong  none,  not  those  I  justly  hate ; 
As  fame  I  love  not  at  the  odious  rate 
Of  others'  blushes.   But  what  does  't  avail  ? 
If  in  blood-fetching  lines  others  do  rail. 
And  vomit  vip'rous  poison  in  my  name  ; 
Such  as  the  sun,  themselves,  to  own,  do  shame  P 
Who  know  me,  know  my  verses  harmless  are : 
And  by  the  Muses'  sacred  choir  I  swear, 

>  Who  was  driven  to  commit  suicide  by  the  satire  of  Archilochus,  lo 
whom  he  had  first  engaged,  and  then  refused,  his  daughter. 


310  HA.ETIAL*8 

By  th*  genius  of  my  prevailing  fame, 

By  thy  ears,  candid  reader,  and  thy  namei 

Which  hold  the  place  of  deities  to  me, 

From  all  malignant  envy  I  am  free*  Anon.  1695. 

XIII.     OK  LTCOHIS.* 

Lycoris  the  brunette,  having  heard  that  the  ivory  of  an 
antiquated  tooth  recovered  its  whiteness  by  the  action  of  the 
sun  at  Tivoli,  betook  herself  to  its  hills,  sacred  to  Hercules. 
How  great  is  the  efficacy  of  the  air  of  the  lofty  Tivoli !  In  a 
short  time  she  returned  black. 

That  an  elephant's  fane,  dusk  Lycoris  had  heard, 
On  the  Tiburtine  hius  eVry  sallowness  spum'd. 

To  Alcides'  famed  heights  her  ambition  transferred, 
EVry  gale  blew  in  vain :  she  all  sable  retum'd. 

Elphinston, 

XTV.     TO  ATTLUS. 

A  frightful  misfortune,  Aulus,  has  befaUen  a  fair  acquaint- 
ance of  mine  ;  she  has  lost  her  pet,  her  delight ;  not  such  as 
Lesbia,  the  mistress  of  the  tender  Catullus,  bewailed,  when  she 
was  bereaved  of  her  amorous  sparrow ;  nor  such  as  the  dove, 
sung  by  my  friend  Stella,  which  lanthis  lamented,  and  whose 
dark  shade  now  flits  in  elysium.  My  fair  one  is  not  capti- 
vated hy  trifles,  or  objects  of  aflection  such  as  those ;  nor  do 
such  losises  aflect  the  heart  of  my  mistress.  She  has  lost 
a  young  friend  numbering  twice  six  years,  whose  powers  had 
not  yet  reached  maturity. 

What  dire  disaster  gave,  alas !  the  knell 
To  Delia's  joy,  I  wm  my  Aulus  telL 
Her  playmate,  and  her  darling,  has  she  lost. 
Far  other  curse  the  lambent  Lesbia  cross'd. 
When  of  her  charmer's  killing  rogueries  reft, 
Which  just  Catullus  has  immortal  left. 
Other  my  Stella  sang  lanthis'  sighs, 
For  the  dear  dove  that  in  Elysium  flies. 
My  minion  ne'er  was  smit  with  shafts  so  mean : 
No  trivial  losses  could  dismay  my  queen. 
Him,  who  told  years  twice  ten,  does  Delia  mourn. 
Whose  down  was  never  mow'd,  or  youthful  honours  shorn. 

ElphifuUm, 

IV.     TO   ABGTKKTTS.^ 

What  boy  is  this  that  retreats  from  the  sparkling  waters  of 
1  See  B.  iv.  Ep.  62.  *  Compare  Ep.  50. 


BOOK  YII.]  XPIGBAMS.  31 X 

lanthis,  and  flees  from  the  Naiad  their  mistress  P  Is  it  Hylas  ? 
Well  is  it  that  Hercules  is  honoured  in  this  wood,  and  that 
he  so  closely  watches  these  waters.  Thou  mayst  minister 
at  these  fountains,  Argynnus,  in  security ;  the  Nymphs  will 
do  thee  no  harm ;  beware  lest  the  guardian  himselt  should 
wish  to  do  so. 

What  boy  decline  lanthis*  waves  I  see, 

And  court  the  Naiad-queen  ?  a  Hylas  he  ? 

Hail,  happy  grove,  that  own*st  Tirynthian  care ! 

Hail,  lovinff  waters,  that  such  guardian  share ! 

Safe  from  me  nymphs,  the  fount,  Argynnus,  tend : 

Nor  aught,  but  from  the  patron,  apprehend.     Elphinston. 

XVI.     TO  BEeULTTS. 

I  have  not  a  farthing  in  the  house ;  one  thing  only  re- 
mains for  me  to  do,  Begulus,  and  that  is,  to  sell  the  presents 
which  I  have  received  from  you ;  are  you  inclined  to  buy  them  ? 

I  have  no  money,  Regulus,  at  home, 

Only  thy  gifts  to  sell :  wilt  thou  buy  some  ?      Fletcher, 

XTII.     TO   THS   LIBBABY   OF  JULIUS   MABTIALIS. 

Library  of  a  charming  country  retreat,  whence  the  reader 
can  see  the  neighbouring  town,  if,  amid  more  serious  poems, 
there  be  any  room  for  the  sportive  Thalia,  you  may  place 
even  upon  the  lowest  shelf  these  seven  books  which  I  send 
you  corrected  by  the  pen  of  their  author.  This  correction 
gives  them  their  value.  And  do  thou,  O  library  of  Julius  Mar- 
tialis,  to  which  I  dedicate'  this  little  present,  thou  that  wilt 
be  celebrated  and  renowned  over  the  whole  globe,  guard  thia 
earnest  of  my  affection ! 

Thou  lovely  country  library, 

Whence  thy  lord  views  the  city  nigh, 

If,  *mong8t  his  serious  studys,  place 

My  wanton  muse  may  find,  and  grace. 

To  these  sev'n  books  afford  a  roome. 

Though  on  the  lowest  shelf,  which  come 

Corrected  by  their  authour's  penn  : 

For  those  blotts'  sake  esteeme  them  then. 

And  thou,  whose  worth  the  world  shall  note^ 

This  little  gift,  which  I  devote 

*  The  eommon  reading  dedicata  is  followed  here,  instead  of  delicate 
which  Schneidewin  adopts. 


812  MABTIAL*S 

To  thee,  preserve —pledge  of  the  deare 

FriendBhip  I  to  my  Julius  bcare.  Old  MS.  IQtk  Cent, 

XYIII.     TO   GALLA. 

Cum  tibi  sit  facies,  de  qua  nee  fosmina  posBit 

Dicere  ;  cum  corpus  nulla  litura  notet : 
Cur  te  tam  rarus  cupiat,  repetatque  fututor, 

Miraris  ?  vitium  est  non  leve,  Gkdla,  tibi. 
Accessi  quoties  ad  opus,  mistisque  movemur 

Inguinibus :  cunnus  non  tacet,  ipsa  taces. 
Di  facerent  ut  tu  loquereris,  et  ipse  taceret. 

Offendor  cunni  garrulitate  tui. 
Pedere  te  mallem  :  namque  hoc  nee  inutile  dicit 

Symmachus,  et  risum  res  movet  ista  simul. 
Quis  ridere  potest  fatui  poppysmata  cunni  P 

Cum  sonat  hie,  cui  non  mentula  mensque  cadit  ? 
Die  aliquid  saltem,  clamosoque  obstrepe  cunno : 

Et  si  adeo  muta  es,  disce  vel  inde  loqui. 

Avendo  tu  un  Tolto,  del  quale  ne  pur  una  donna  pu6  dime  contra 
e  nesBun  dlffetto  marcando  il  tuo  cor^ :  ti  meravigli  perche  si  di 
raro  un'  adultero  ti  brami,  e  ti  ricerchi :  tu,  o  Oalla,  hai  un  diffetto 
che  non  d  lieve.  O^i  yolta  che  yenni  teoo  alle  preee,  e  nei  mis- 
chiati  piaceri  s'ageitiamo  coi  lumbi,  tu  taci,  e  1  tuo  o— no  chiazia. 
Yolessero  i  Dei  che  tu  parlassi  ed  esso  taoesse :  io  sono  nauseato 
dalla  chiaochiera  del  tuo  c — ^no :  amerei  meglio  che  tu  petassi :  im- 
perocche-Simaco  dice  che  ci6  d  gioyevole,e  nel  tempo  stesso  muove 
il  riso.  Chi  pu6  ridere  ai  poppismi  d'un  fattuo  o — no  ?  quando 
costui  romba,  a  chi  non  casca  la  mente,  e  la  mentola  P  di  almeno 
qualche  cosa,  o  serra  il  Busurroso  tuo  o— no :  e  se  non  sei  affittto 
mutola,  impara  indi  a  parlare.  ChragUa, 

XIX.     Oir  A  PBAOMEirT  or  THB   SHIP  ABGK). 

This  fragment,  which  you  think  a  common  and  useless  piece 
of  wood,  was  a  portion  of  the  first  ship  that  ventured  on  un- 
known seas,  a  ship  which  neither  the  Cyanean  rocks,  so  fer- 
tile in  shipwrecks,  nor  the  still  more  dangerous  rage  of  the 
Scythian  ocean,  could  formerly  destroy.  i?ime  has  overcome 
it;  but,  thoug^h  it  has  jrielded  to  years,  this  little  plank  ia 
more  sacred  than  an  entire  ship. 

This  piece  thou  sees't  of  rotten,  useless  wood. 
Was  the  first  ship  that  ever  ploughed  the  flood : 


BOOK  TH.]  EPIOIUJC8.  81S 

Which  not  the  billows  of  Cyanean  seas 
Of  old  could  wreck,  or  Scyuiian  worse  than  these. 
Age  conquered  it ;  but  in  time's  gulf  thus  drown'd, 
One  plank 's  more  sacred  than  the  Tessel  sound. 

Anon*  1695. 

XX.     OK  8AKTBA. 

No  one  is  more  pitiable,  no  one  more  gluttonous,  than 
Sautra,  when  he  is  invited  and  hurries  off  to  a  regular  supper, 
to  which  he  has  fished  for  an  invitation  many  days  and 
nights :  he  asks  three  times  for  boar's  neck,  four  times  for 
the  loin,  and  for  the  two  hips  and  both  shoulders  of  a  hare 
nor  does  he  blush  at  lying  for  a  thrush,  or  filching  even  the 
livid  beards  of  oysters.  Sweet  cheese-cakes  stain  his 
dirty  napkin ;  in  which  also  potted  grapes  are  wrapped,  with 
a  few  pomegranates,  the  unsightly  skin  of  an  excavated 
sow's  udder,  moist  figs,  and  shrivelled  mushrooms.  And 
when  the  napkin  is  bursting  with  a  thousand  thefts,  he 
hides  in  the  reeking  fold  of  his  dress  gnawed  fish-bones,  and 
a  turtle-dove  deprived  of  its  head.  He  thinks  it  not  disgrace- 
fill,  too,  to  gather  up  with  greedy  hand  whatever  the  waiter 
and  the  dogs  have  left.  Nor  does  solid  booty  alone  satisfy 
his  gluttony ;  at  his  feet  he  fills  a  flagon  with  mingled 
wines.  These  things  he  carries  home  with  him,  up  some  two 
hundred  steps;  and  locks  himself  carefully  in  his  garret 
and  bars  it;  and  the  next  day  the  rapacious  fellow  sells 
them. 

When  Sanctra  long  had  rioted  in  dreams, 

And  fed  his  waking  mind  with  future  steams ; 

To  the  still  panted,  pray'd,  pursued  repast, 

Him  the  dear  invitation  bless'd  at  last. 

But  oh !  poor  Sanctra,  wast  thou  bless'd  or  cursed, 

When  on  the  gorgeous  board  thine  eyeballs  burst  ? 

The  kernels  of  the  boar  he  thrice  demands : 
The  loin  he  four  times  hints  he  understands. 
To  the  hare's  either  hip  his  spirit  springs  : 
And  flutters  now  to  flv  on  both  the  wings. 
Hi/«  soul  he  peijures  for  a  glorious  thrush : 
He  beards  the  oysters,  but  he  will  not  crush. 
With  comfits  next  behold  his  napkin  graced : 
In  the  same  hoard  the  potted  grapes  are  placed* 
Here  a  few  grains  of  Punic  apples  lie  ; 
And  there  a  skin,  just  scoop'd  from  out  a  sty. 


814  MABTIAX'fl 

Nor  is  the  blear-eyed  fig  herself  forgot ; 
Nor  here  forgets  the  mushroom  mash'd  to  rot 
When  the  rack'd  cloth,  by  many  a  hundred  rents. 
Bewrays  a  thousand  thefu,  a  thousand  scents ; 
The  hsuf-gnaw^d  bones  he  fosters  in  his  breast, 
Where  not  the  headless  dove  disdains  to  rest. 
Nor  does  his  dextrous  hand  abhor  the  theft 
Of  the  last  offids  that  the  dogs  have  left. 

But  lo !  he  fills,  sufficed  not  thus  to  eat, 
With  mingled  wine  the  flagon  at  his  feet. 
When  all  ten-score  of  stairs  he  home  has  raised, 
And  eVry  poVr,  that  lent  him  poVr,  has  praised, 
His  treasure  he  unlocks  $  and,  strange  to  tell ! 
Next  mom  he  condescends — the  whole  to  sell.     jElphmst<m, 

XXI.      OV  THB  AKNIYEBSA.BY  OF   THE   BIBTH-DAY   OF 

LUOAK. 

This  is  the  day  which,  witness  of  an  illustrious  birth, 
gave  Lucan  to  the  people  and  to  thee,  Folla.^  Alas,  cruel 
Nero,  more  detested  on  account  of  no  one  of  your  victims  than 
this,  such  a  crime  at  least  should  not  have  been  permitted 
you. 

This  is  that  day,  Polla,  to  thee  brought  forth 
Lucan,  and  to  the  world;  that  man  of  worth. 
Ah,  cruel  Nero !  ne'er  more  loath'd  than  now, 
This  fact  at  least  heav'n  should  not  thee  allow. 

Old  M8. 16/A  CknL 

XXII.     OV  THB   SAME. 

The  day  returns,  memorable  for  the  illustrious  birth  of  a 
bard  inspired  by  Apollo ;  Aonian  virgins,  be  propitious  to  our 
sacrifices.  Bstis,  when  she  gave  thee,  Lucan,  to  the  earth, 
deserved  that  her  waters  should  be  mingled  with  those  of 
Castalia. 

Apollo's  bard  exalts  to-day : 

Aonian  choir,  attune  the  lay. 

When  bounteous  Bsetis  Lucan  gave. 

He  blended  with  Castalia's  wave.        JElphinaUm. 

XXIII.     TO  APOLLO,   OV  THE   SAME. 

Phoebus,  come  great  as  thou    wast  when  thou  gavest 

■  The  wife  of  Lucan. 


BOOK  Til.]  XPiaBi^MS.  8lS 

tbe  second  quill  of  the  Latin  lyre  to  the  singer  of  wars.  - 
"What  can  I  pray  for  worthy  of  so  glorious  a  day  ?  That  thou, 
Polla,  mayst  often  venerate  the  shade  of  thy  hushand,  and 
that  he  may  be  sensible  of  thy  veneration. 

Come,  Ph(Bbu8,  great  as  when  the  warlike  swain 
Thou  lenfst  the  second  bow  to  sweep  the  lyre. 

What  pious  vow  can  for  this  mom  remain  P 

OftfTolla,  hail  thy  lord ;  and  may  he  feel  ihy  fire. 

Mphinston. 

ZXIV.     OK  A  SLAITDEBEB. 

Perfidious  tongue,  that  wouldst  embroil  me  with  my  dear 
friend  Juvenal,  what  wilt  thou  not  have  the  audacity  to  say  ? 
With  thee  to  coin  scandalous  stories,  Orestes  would  have 
hated  Fylades;  the  affectionate  Firithous  would  have 
shunned  Theseus.  Thou  wouldst  have  parted  the  Sicilian 
brothers,  and  the  Atrid®,  still  greater  names,  and  the  sons 
of  Leda.  This  I  imprecate  upon  thee,  0  tongue,  as  a  just  re- 
ward for  thy  doings  and  thy  audacious  attempts,  that  thou 
mayst  continue  to  do  what  I  believe  thou  dost  already.' 

Perfidious  tongue,  that  wouldst  embroil 

My  Juvenal  and  me ! 
What  faith  so  pure  to  stand  the  soil 

Of  venom  shed  by  thee  ? 

At  ihy  surmise,  his  Pylades 

Orestes  soon  would  hate ; 
For  Theseus  would,  by  slow  degrees, 

Pirithous'  love  abate. 

SicDian  brothers  thou  'dst  diyide, 

Or  Atrean,  greater  name : 
To  Leda's  t^vins  't  would  be  thy  pride 

To  give  a  novel  flame. 

For  deeds  so  done,  and  so  designed, 

I  prav,  with  humble  trust, 
That  all  the  tongues  of  all  mankind 

To  thee  be  ever  just  Elphinston. 

XXT.     TO  A  BAD   EPIOBAHMATIST. 

Although  the  epigrams  which  you  write  are  always  sweet* 

*  Lucan,  whom  Marital  ranks  next  to  Virgil. 

^  UfBreat  inguinibus  potitu  tam  noxia  linffoa.    B.  ii.  Ep.  61. 


816  HABTL4X*S 

neaa  itself  and  more  spotlesB  than  a  whiteleaded  skin,  and 
although  there  is  in  them  neither  an  atom  of  salt,  nor  a  drop 
of  bitter  sail,  jot  you  expect,  foolish  man,  that  ihey  will  be 
read.  Why,  not  even  food  itself  is  pleasant,  if  it  be  wholly 
destitute  of  acid  seasoning;  nor  is  a  face  pleasing,  which 
shows  no  dimples.  GKve  children  your  honey-apples  and 
luscious  figs ;  the  Chian  fig,  which  has  sharpness,  pleases  my 
taste. 

Since  all  your  lines  are  only  sweet  and  fine. 

As  is  the  skinn  which  with  white  wash  doth  shine, 

Butt  nott  a  come  of  salt,  or  dropp  of  gall, 

In  them ;  y€tt,  foole,  thou  'dst  haye  me  reade  them  alL 

Meate  has  no  sust  without  sharpe  sawce ;  no  face 

Without  a  smiling  dimple  has  a  grace  : 

For  children  sweete  insipid  fruits  are  best ; 

The  quick  and  povnant  only  me  can  feast. 

Old  MS.  16th  Cent 

In  all  the  epigrams  you  write  we  trace 

The  sweetness  and  the  candour  of  your  face. 

Think  you,  a  reader  will  for  yerses  call. 

Without  one  ^rain  of  salt,  or  drop  of  gall  P 

T  is  yinegar  gives  relish  to  our  food : 

A  face  that  cannot  smile  is  never  good. 

Smooth  tales,  like  sweetmeats,  are  for  children  fit : 

High-season'd,  like  my  dishes,  be  my  wiU  May, 

XXYI.     TO  HIS   SOAZOKS.^ 

G-o,  my  Scazons,  and  pay  your  respects  to  ApoUinaris ; 
and,  if  he  be  disengaged  (for  you  must  not  importune  him), 
present  him  with  this  collection,  whatever  may  be  its  worth, 
a  collection  in  which  he  himself  has  a  share.'  May  his  re- 
fined ear  grant  my  verses  an  audience.  If  you  find  your- 
selves welcomed  with  open  brow,  you  will  ask  him  to  support 
you  with  his  usual  favour.  You  know  his  passionate  liking  for 
my  trifles ;  not  even  I  myself  could  love  them  more.  If  you 
wish  to  be  safe  against  aetractors,  go,  my  Scazons,  and  pay 
your  respects  to  ApoUinaris. 

Scazon,  to  my  ApoUinaris  come ; 

If  hee*s  not  busy  (be  not  troublesome), 

These  froUc  Unes,  wherein  himself  much  shares, 

Offer  t'  th'  judgment  of  his  critick  ears. 

'  A  sort  of  Iambic  verse.     '  By  having  corrected  some  of  the  pieces. 


BOOK  Til.]  JBPieRAHB.  817 

If  he  receiye  thee  not  with  a  half-looke, 

With  his  known  favour  pray  him  owne  my  booke. 

Thou  knoVst  how  much  my  trifles  he  does  luye ; 

I  cannot  ey*n  myself  them  more  approve. 

If  thou  malignant  censurers  woulost  shunn, 

Scazpn,  to  my  Apollinaris  runn.  Old  MS,  16M  Cent, 

XZTII.     OS  A  WILP-BOAB. 

A  wild  boar,  a  devourer  of  Tuscan  acorns,  and  heavy  with 
the  fruit  of  many  an  oak,  second  in  fame  only  to  the  monster 
of  ^tolia,  a  boar  which  my  friend  Dexter  pierced  with  glitter- 
ing  spear,  lies  an  envied  prey  for  my  kitchen  fire.  Let  my 
Penates  fatten  and  exude  with  the  pleasing  steam,  and  my 
kitchen,  festally  adorned,  blaze  with  a  whole  mountain 
of  felled  wood.  But,  ah!  my  cook  will  consume  a  vast 
heap  of  pepper,  and  will  have  to  add  Falemian  wine  to  the 
mysterious  sauce.  No;  return  to  your  master,  ruinous 
wild-boar :  my  kitchen  fire  is  not  for  such  as  you ;  I  hunger 
for  less  costly  delicacies. 

Surely,  Sir  John,  you  must  have  been  in  liquor, 

To  send  a  buck  unto  a  country  vicar : 

The  fattest,  too,  that  you  have  shot  this  season. 

It  crowds  my  kitchen  up  beyond  all  reason. 

To  dress  it,  1  should  bmld  my  chimney  new : 

Without  a  cook,  should  borrow  one  of  you. 

It  would  consume  almost  a  cord  of  wood : 

Much  wine  and  s^ice,  to  make  the  pasty  good. 

If  I  invite  my  parish ;  without  douot, 

They  would  confound  a  hogshead  of  my  stout. 

Then  take  it  back ;  for  here  it  can't  be  drest : 

And  it  is  Ember-week, — ^to  fast  is  best.  Hap 

XXYIII.     TO  FTJSCTJS,  OH  SEVDIErO  HOC  HIS  BPIOBAICS. 

2So  may  your  grove  at  Tivoli,  consecrated  to  Diana,  grow 
unceasingly,  and  your  wood,  though  often  cut,  hasten  to  recruit 
itself;  so  may  not  your  olives,  fruit  of  Pallas,  be  exceUed 
by  the  presses  of  Spain ;  so  may  your  vast  wine-coolers  sup- 
ply you  with  good  wine ;  so  may  the  courts  of  law  admire  and 
the  palace  praise  you,  and  many  a  VJ^  decorate  your  fold- 
ing doors,^  as,  while  the  middle  of  jDecember  affords  you  a 

^  Palms  were  affixed  to  the  doors  of  eminent  advocates  who  had  gained 
causes. 


S18  VABTIAL*8 

short  yacation,  you  correct  with  unerring  judgment  these 
trifles  which  you  are  now  reading.  '^  Do  you  wish  to  hear 
the  truth  P — it  is  a  trying  task."  But  you  can  say,  Fuseus, 
what  you  would  wish  to  be  said  to  yourself. 

Soon  may  your  new-cut  coppices  reviye, 

And  your  new-planted  groye  and  garden  thrive ; 

May  laughing  Ueres  dance  around  your  fields, 

And  your  press  flow  with  gifts  Pomona  yields ; 

May  you  a  fee  reoeiye  in  eyery  cause. 

And  haU  and  houses  hear  you  with  applause ; 

Ifi  in  the  time  the  long  yacations  lena, 

You  read  my  jokes,  and  censure  as  a  friend. 

I  want  the  truth,  still  backward  to  appear  :^ 

Tell  me,  what  you  yourself  would  freely  hear.     Hay. 

XXIZ.     TO  THESTTLUS,   THE  POST  yiCTOB^B  BOY. 

Thestylus,  sweet  torment  of  Victor  Yoconius,  thou  than 
whom  no  youth  is  better  known  in  the  whole  city,  so  mayst 
thou  still,  though  thy  long  hair  has  been  cut,  retain  thy  beauty 
aud  the  affection  of^thy  master,  and  so  may  no  maiden  find 
fayour  in  the  eyes  of  thy  poet-lord,  as  thou  now  layest  aside 
for  a  while  his  learned  compositions,  whilst  I  read  to  him  a 
few  humble  yerses.  Eyen  by  Msdcenas  while  Virgil  sau^  of 
his  Alexis,  the  brown  MelsBnis  of  Marsus  was  not  disregarded. 

O  thou,  Yoconius*  painful  joy, 

Thou  o'er  the  elobe  renowned  boy ! 

So  be  thou  still  thy  Victor's  pride, 

E'ea  when  thou  lay'st  thy  locks  aside ; 

Nor  ministration  of  the  fair 

With  thy  complaisance  tempt  compare : 

Such,  Tnestyl,  be  thy  Just  reward ; 

As  thou  the  labours  of  thy  lord 

Shalt  silly  set  one  moment  by. 

While  in  his  ear  some  strains  I  try. 

Though  Maro,  with  Alexis  smooth, 

Kjiew  well  his  patron's  soul  to  soothe ; 

Maecenas  could  a  Marsus  own, 

Nor  dusk  Melsnis  held  unknown.        Elphnuioi^ 

XXX.   TO   OJLIA. 

You  grant  your  favours,  Cselia,  to  Parthians,  to  Germans, 


BOOK  vn.]  IP10BAM8.  810 

to  Dacians ;  and  despise  not  the  homage  of  GilicianB  and 
Cappadocians.  To  you  journeys  the  Egyptian  gallant  from 
the  city  of  Alexandria,  and  the  swarthy  Indiiui  from  the 
waters  of  the  Eastern  Ocean ;  nor  do  you  shun  the  emhraces 
of  circumcised  Jews ;  nor  does  the  Alan,  on  his  Sarmatic  steed, 
pass  by  you.  How  comes  it  that,  though  a  Boman  girl, 
no  attention  on  the  part  of  a  Boman  citizen  is  agreeable 
to  you  ? 

For  Parthians,  Germans,  thou  thy  nets  wilt  spread ; 

Wilt  Cappadocian  or  Cilician  wed ; 

From  Memphis  comes  a  whipster  untx>  thee, 

And  a  bkck  Indian  from  the  Bed  Sea ; 

Nor  dost  thou  fly  the  circumcised  Jew, 

Nor  can  the  Muscoyite  once  pass  by  you ; 

Why  being  a  Roman  lass  dost  do  thus  P  tell. 

Is 't  'cause  no  Roman  knack  can  please  so  well?     Fletcher, 

XXXI.  TO  BEOTJLTJB,   OK  SIKDIKO    HIM  BOUGHT  PBSSSKTS. 

These  shrill-yoiced  denizens  of  the  hen-coop,  these  eegs  of 
the  matron  hens,  these  Chian  figs  made  yellow  by  a  moderate 
beat,  this  young  ofispring  of  a  plaintiye  she-goat,  these 
olives  yet  too  tender  to  bear  the  cold,  and  these  yegetables 
hoary  with  the  cold  frosts,  do  you  imagine  that  they  are  sent 
from  my  country-house?  Oh,  how  intentionally  you  mis- 
take, Begulus !  my  fields  bear  nothing  but  myself.  What- 
ever your  Umbrian  baiLiff  or  husbandman,  or  the  Etruscan,  or 
the  people  at  Tusculum,  or  your  country-house  three  miles 
from  Rome,  send  to  you,  is  ail  produced  forme  in  the  middle 
of  the  Suburra. 

If  I  by  chance  a  pullet  have  with  egg. 

Of  Christmas-lamb  if  I  produce  a  leg, 

With  winter  pease  or  'sparagus  I  treat, 

You  think  them  sent  me  from  my  country-seat 

But  you  're  deceived ;  for  you  must  understand, 

I  am  xny  only  stock  upon  my  land. 

What  Dorking  sends,  m  Leadenhali  I  found ; 

In  Covent-garden  more  than  Chelsea  ground.       Hay. 

XXXII.  TO  ATTICTJS,   COMHENDIKa   HIS   EXEBCISB  IK   THB 

BAGS. 

O  Atticus,  who  reviyest  the  fame  of  a  family  renowned  for 
eloquence,  and  sufierest  not  a  mighty  house  to  fall  into  ob- 


820  XABTIAL't 

livion,  thou  art  accompanied  by  the  pious  yotaries  of  the 
Cecropian  Minerva,  thou  art  pleased  with  calm  retirement, 
and  beloved  by  every  philosopher,  whilst  other  young  men 
are  instructed  in  boxing  by  a  pugilist  at  the  expense  of 
wounded  ears,  and  the  greasy  anointer  carries  off  their  mo- 
ney, which  he  little  deserves.  No  ball,  no  bladder,  no  feather- 
stuffed  plaything  prepares  thee  for  the  warm  baths,  nor  the 
harmless  blows  dealt  upon  the  defenceless  wooden  image.  ^ 
Neither  dost  thou  square  thy  arms  drenched  in  stiff  wrest- 
ler's oil ;  nor  seize  at  full  speed  the  dusty  hand-ball.  Thou 
only  runnest  near  the  glistening  Virgin  water,^  and  where 
the  bull  shows  his  affection  for  the  Sidonian  midden.'  For 
a  young  man  who  can  run,  to  indulge  in  the  various  sports 
that  every  arena  presents,  is  mere  idleness. 

O  Atticus !  who  dost  thy  name  attest, 

Nor  lett*8t  thy  mighty  house  in  silence  rest ! 

Thee  the  Cecropian  train  must  still  pursue : 

Bland  wisdom  love  thee,  and  indulgence  woo : 

While  the  rouffh  rector  batters  either  ear, 

Of  thine  each  brave,  and  each  beloved  compeer ; 

Whom  the  mean  dauber  lubricates  to  learn, 

And  riches  ravishes  he  ne'er  could  earn. 

Thee  neither  ball  nor  post  for  bath  prepares. 

Nor  the  soft  liniment  for  bruising  bares. 

But  to  the  virgin-stream  wilt  thoa  retire. 

Or,  where  the  bull  confess*d  Sidonian  fire. 

Of  all  the  sports,  whate*er  the  ^ound  or  growth. 

To  play,  when  thou  canst  run,  is  very  slom.     Mphijutom. 

XXXIII.     TO   CINKA.. 

When  your  toga,  Cinna,  is  dirtier  than  mud,  and  your  shoe 
whiter  than  the  new-bom  snow,  why,  foolish  man,  do  you  let 
your  garment  hang  down  over  your  feet  ?  Gkither  up  your 
toga,  Cinna ;  or  your  shoe  will  be  quite  spoilt. 

When  in  a  sordid  gown  thou  lov'st  to  go. 

But  shoes  as  white  as  the  new-fallen  snow. 

Why  1)out  thy  feet  thy  gown  to  wear  dost  use  ? 

Fool,  tuck  it  up,  or  it  wul  foul  thy  shoes.    Anon.  1695. 

«  Stipeg^  a  sort  of  block  or  post,  perhaps  formed  into  the  shape  af  a  man, 
tt  which  the  young  men  exercised  themselves  as  against  an  adversary. 
2  See  B.  V.  Ep.  20.  »  In  the  PorUco  of  Europa,  ibid. 


BOOK  Til.]  EPIOBAMS.  321 

XXXIY,     TO   SETEBUS,   OS   CHABINUB'    EXCELLENT   BATHS. 

Do  you  asky  Severus,  how  it  could  come  to  pass  that  Cha- 
rinuB,  the  very  worst  of  men,  has  done  one  thing  well  ?  I  will 
tell  you  at  once.  Who  was  ever  worse  than  Nero?  Yet 
what  can  he  better  than  Nero's  warm  baths  p  But  hark,  there  is 
not  wanting  some  ill-natured  individual  to  say,  immediately, 
in  a  sour  tone,  "  What,  do  you  prefer  the  baths  of  Nero  to 
the  munificent  structures  of  Domitian,  our  lord  and  master  ?  '* 
I  prefer  the  warm  baths  of  Nero  to  the  baths  of  the  debauch- 
ed  Charinus. 

It  passes  my  Severus'  ken, 

How  Charin,  vilest  much  of  men, 

Should  e'er  to  praise  or  profit  bring 

The  greatest  or  the  smallest  thing. 

What's  worse  than  Nero  ?  brief  my  terms. 

Or  better  what  than  Nero's  therms  ? 

Lo !  sudden  one  of  malice'  tribe 

Croaks  irorn  his  putrid  mouth  his  gibe, 

Preferr*8t  the  bath  of  an  abhorr'd, 

To  all  the  bounties  of  our  lord  ? 

I  do  prefer,  and  nothing  fights, 

A  Nero's  to  a  catamite's.  Elphitutoih 

XXXT.      TO   L^CANIA. 

Inguina  succinctus  nigra  tibi  servus  aluta 

Stat,  quoties  calidis  tota  foveris  aquis. 
Sed  meus,  ut  de  me  taceam,  Lecania,  ser>'us, 

Judseum  nulla  sub  cute  pondiis  habet. 
Sed  nudi  tecum  juveuesque  senesque  lavantur, 

An  sola  est  servi  mentula  vera  tui  P 
Ecquid  fcemineos  sequeris,  matrona,  recessus  ? 

Secretusque  tua,  cimne,  lavaris,  aqua  ? 

Un  servo,  cinto  le  pudenda  con  un  nero  cuojo,  attende  a  te  ogni 
Tolta  che  tutta  f  immerei  nelle  calde  acque.  Ala  il  mio  servo,  senza 
parlare  di  me,  ha  il  g^u&ico  peso  sotto  verun  cuojo.  Ma  e  i  gio- 
vani,  e  i  vecchi  si  lavano  nuoi  teco,  forse  che  la  mentola  del  tuo 
servo  d  solamente  la  vera  ?  A  che,  o  matrona,  siegui  tu  i  feminei 
recessi  ?    O  c — ^no,  ti  lavi  tu  di  nascosto  nella  tua  acqua  ? 

OragUa. 

XXXYI.      TO   STELLA. 

When  my  crazy  farm-house,  unable  to  resist  the  rain  and 
dropping  skias,  was  inundated  by  the  winter  floods,  there 


822  mabtial's 

came  to  me,  sent  bj  your  kindness,  a  supply  of  tiles,  suffi- 
cient for  a  defence  against  an^  sudden  shower.  Hark !  in- 
clement December  is  roaring  with  the  blast  of  Boreas ;  Stella, 
you  cover  the  iarm-house,  and  forget  to  cover  the  farmer.' 

When  my  crazed  house  heav'n's  shoVrB  could  not  sustain. 
But  floated  with  vast  deluges  of  rain, 
Thou  shingles,  Stella,  seasonably  didst  send, 
Which  from  th'  impetuous  storms  did  me  defend : 
Now  fierce  loud-soundine  Boreas  rocks  does  cleave. 
Dost  clothe  the  £Eurm,  and  farmer  naked  leave  ? 

Anon,  1695. 

.      XIXVII.      TO   0A8TRICUS. 

Do  you  know,  Castricus,  the  qussstor's  sign  of  condemna- 
tion to  death  ?  It  is  worth  your  while  to  learn  the  new 
Theta.'  He  had  given  orders  that  every  time  he  blew  his 
nose  dropping  with  cold,  the  act  should  be  a  fatal  sign  for 
death.  One  day,  when  furious  December  was  blowing  with 
dripping  jaws,  an  unsightly  icicle  was  hanging  from  his 
odious  nose.  His  colleagues  held  his  hands.  What  further 
do  you  ask  ?  The  wretched  man,  Castricus,  was  not  allowed 
to  blow  his  nose. 

Dost  thou  know  the  deadly  sign, 

That  a  quaestor  could  divine  ? 

It  is.  Gastric,  worth  thy  while, 

Though  the  Theta  make  thee  smile. 

When  the  judge  his  nostrils  blew. 

By  the  sound  a  man  he  slew. 

In  December's  frost  and  snow. 

When  the  floods  forgot  to  flow, 

From  the  fatal  trump  depended 

Mischief,  if  not  timely  mended. 

But  his  colleagues  interpose ; 

Nor  can  Nosy  dIow  his  nose.  Elpktnstom* 

XIXYIII.      TO   POLYPHEMUS. 

O  Polyphemus,  slave  of  my  friend  Severus,  you  are  of  such 
a  size  and  such  a  form  that  the  Cyclops  himself  might  wonder 
at  you.     Nor  is  Scylla'  inferior  to  you  in  these  respects. 

^  You  forget  to  send  me  a  toga. 

'  The  letter  theta  (being  the  initial  letter  of  Bdvaro^)  was  the  mark  of 
condemnation  to  death,  ou  the  Yoting  tablets  among  the  Greeks. 
'  Another  slave. 


BOOK  TIT.]  XPiaSAMB.  323 

If  you  bring  face  to  fiace  the  awful  monstrosities  of  the  two, 
either  will  be  a  terror  to  the  other. 

So  hewn,  and  so  huge,  is  Serere's  Polypheme, 

A  Cyclop  with  wonder  would  glare. 
Nor  Scylla  less  fell :  did  they  mutually  gleam, 

The  monsters  would  mutually  scare.  ElphinBton, 

XXXIX.      OK  CJELIUS. 

Cffilius,  unable  any  longer  to  endure  with  patience  the  con- 
stant running  from  place  to  place,  the  morning  caUs,  and  the 
pride  and  cold  salutations  of  the  great,  began  to  pretend  that 
he  had  the  gout.  But,  while  he  was  over-eager  to  prove 
hie  disease  real,  and  was  plastering  and  bandaging  his  sound 
feet,  and  walking  with  laboured  step  (such  is  the  efficacy  of 
care  and  art  in  feigned  pain)  he  ceased  to  feign. 

The  man^  runnings  to  and  fro,  the  paynes 
Of  mommg  visitts,  waytings  on  the  braynes 
Of  the  proud  great  ones,  Ceelius  to  forbeare 
Resolves,  and  take  his  ease.    Butt  yett  for  fearo 
O*  th'  worst,  hee  suttly  feigns  to  have  the  ffout ; 
Which  too  much  labouring  to  putt  out  of  doubt, 
While  he  swathes  up  and  plasters  his  sound  feet, 
And  with  much  ereife  pretends  to  goe  or  sitt, 
TTo  see  how  well  the  care  and  art  may  8{>eed 
Of  seeming  payn'd !)  hee 's  got  the  gout  indeed. 

Old  MS,  im  Cent. 

His  lordship's  mornings  were  in  hurry  spent. 

What  with  a  levee,  news,  and  compliment  $ 

That  his  good  lordship  was  quite  wearied  out! 

And  for  ms  ease  gave  out  he  had  the  gout 

'T  is  fit  a  man  of  honour  should  say  true : 

To  show  he  did,  what  did  his  lordship  do  ? 

His  foot,  not  founder*  d,  he  in  flannels  bound ; 

Limp'd  on  a  crutch  ;  nor  touch'd  with  toe  the  ground. 

What  may  not  man  with  care  and  art  obtain ! 

By  feigning  long,  his  lordship  did  not  feign.  Hay. 

XL.      EPITAPH  OK  THE   FATHBB  OF  ETBUSCUS.^ 

Here  lies  that  old  man,  well  known  at  the  court  of  the 
einperor,  whose  favour  and  whose  anger  he  endured  with  no 
mean  spirit.     The  affection  of  his  children  has  laid  him 

1  See  B.  iv.  Ep.  83* 
Y  2 


824  VAETIAL*8 

with  the  hallowed  ashes  of  his  consort ;  the  Elysian  grove 
holds  both.  She  died  first,  defrauded  of  her  youthful  prime. 
He  lived  nearly  eighteen  Olympiads.  But  whoever  beheld 
thy  tears,  Etruscus,  thought  that  he  had  been  snatched 
from  thee  prematurely. 

Here  lyes  that  good  old  man  in  court  well  knowne 
For 's  equall  temper  in  both  fortunes  showne. 
His  sacred  bones  here  with  his  wife's  are  mixt 
By  filiall  care ;  their  souls  in  heav'n  are  fixt. 
Shee  dyed  first,  her  youthfuU  prime  much  spent ; 
Near  ninety  yeeres  the  Fates  unto  him  lent. 
Yett  him  in  naste  snatch'd  hence  all  would  believe, 
Who  knew  how  much  the  world  did  for  him  greive. 

Old  MS,  leth  Cent. 

XLI.      TO   BEMPBOKIUS   TUCOA. 

You  think  yovirself^  Sempronius  Tucca,  a  cosmopolite 
Vices,  Sempronius  Tucca,  are  equally  cosmopolitan  with 
virtues. 

A  cosmopolitan  thou  wouldst  be  thought ; 

But  cosmopolitans  are  good — and  nought.         Anoti. 

XLII.      TO   CASTBICUS. 

If  any  person,  Castricus,  should  wish  to  rival  you  in 
making  presents,  let  him  attempt  to  do  so  also  in  making 
verses.  1  am  but  of  small  resources  in  either  way,  and  al- 
ways ready  to  own  myself  beaten ;  hence  ease  and  undis- 
turbed quiet  charm  me.  Do  vou  ask,  then,  why  I  have  offered 
you  such  bad  verses  p  I  ask  you  in  return,  do  you  imagine 
that  no  one  ever  offered  apples  to  Alcinous  P 

If  any  in  rich  gifts  with  thee  dare  vie, 
His  sfcill  with  thee  in  verse,  too,  let  him  try : 
I,  poor  in  both,  prepared  am  to  yield, 
And  find  much  ease  by  quitting  of  the  field. 
Why  then  ill  verses  do  1  thee  present  P 
Dost  think  none  e'er  Alcinous  apples  sent? 

Anon,  16d5. 

XLIII.      TO   CIKNA. 

The  greatest  favour  that  you  can  do  me,  Cinna,  if  I  ask 
anything  of  you,  is  to  give  it  me ;  the  next,  Cinna,  to  refuse  it 
at  once.  I  love  one  who  gives,  Cinna ;  I  do  not  hate  one 
who  refuses ;  but  you,  Cinna,  neither  give,  nor  refuse. 


BOOK  TIT.]  SPI0BAM8«  325 

The  kindest  thin^  of  all  is  to  comply ; 

The  next  kind  thing  is  quickly  to  deny : 

I  love  performance ;  nor  denial  hate : 

Your  "  Shall  I,  Shall  I P  "  is  the  cursed  state.     Hay. 

XLIV.      TO  QUINTUa  0TIDIXJ8,  ON   THE   BUST   OP  MAXIMUS 

OiEBOKIUS. 

This,  Quintus  Oyidius,  is  your  firiend  Maximus  Cffisonius,^ 
irhose  lineaments  the  living  wax  still  preserves.  Him  Nero 
condemned ;  but  you  dared  to  condemn  Nero,  and  to  follow 
the  fortunes  of  the  exile  instead  of  your  own.  You  went 
through  the  waters  of  Scylla,  a  noble  companion  of  his  exile ; 
Tou  who,  but  a  little  while  before,  were  unwilling  to  go  with 
him  when  he  was  consul.  If  names  that  I  commit  to  paper 
are  to  live,  and  destiny  wills  that  I  should  survive  my  tomb^ 
present  and  future  generations  shall  know  that  you  were  to 
nim  what  he  was  to  his  friend  Seneca.^ 

See  your  great  friend  Ceesonius,  who  ib  gone ! 

His  likeness  seems  to  animate  the  stone  T 

Whom  Nero  censured,  spite  of  tyrant's  hate. 

You  dared  acquit,  and  dared  to  share  his  fate. 

You,  who  refused  a  consul  to  attend, 

Attend  through  dangerous  seas  an  exiled  friend. 

If  any  names  shall  in  my  writings  live, 

Or  if  my  own  mv  ashes  shall  survive, 

Let  it  in  every  future  age  be  said, 

^s  love  to  Seneca,  that  you  repaid.        JETay, 

XLT.      TO   THE    SAME,   OK  THE   SAME   BUST. 

This  is  that  Maximus,  the  powerful  friend  of  the  eloquent 
Seneca,  next  in  his  affection  to  Cams,  or  more  dear  to  him 
than  Serenus,  and  whom  he  salutes  with  many  a  charming 
letter.  You,  Ovidius,  in  whose  praise  no  tongue  should 
be  silent,  followed  him  through  the  Sicilian  waves,  setting 
at  nought  the  wrath  of  a  furious  tyrant.  Let  antiquity  ad- 
mire her  Fylades,  who  adhered  to  one  exiled  by  his  mother's 
fury.  Who  could  compare  the  dangers  defied  by  the  two  ? 
You  adhered  to  one  exiled  by  Nero. 

Sweet-speaking  Seneca's  great  friend  (whom  hee 
More  thian  Serene,  next  Cams,  loved)  here  see, 

<  Cesonius  had  been  banished*  probably,  to  Corsica  or  Sardinia* 
2  He  had  accompanied  Seneca  in  his  exile  to  Corsica. 


926  IfABTIAl/S 

That  Maximusy  whose  frequent  happy  name 

His  leam'd  epistles  recommend  to  iame. 

Him  thou,  deare  Oyid,  didst  so  highly  prise 

As  ragpg  Nero's  fury  to  despise, 

And  him  through  stormy  seas  accompany ; 

Which  fame  shall  speak  to  all  postenty. 

Lett  old  times  Pylades  a  wonder  make, 

Who  stuck  to  *s  friend  banish'd  for  's  parents'  sake : 

Who  will  compare  the  dan^rs  of  these  two  P 

You  Nero's  banish'd  did  stick  close  unto. 


Old  MS.  \m  Cent 


XLTI.      TO   FBI8GUS. 


While  you  are  wishing  to  enhance  your  present  to  me  by 
verses,^  Priscus,  and  endeavouring  to  speak  more  eloquently 
than  the  mouth  of  Homer  ever  spoke,  you  torture  both  me  and 
yourself  for  many  days,  and  still  your  muse  says  nothing  about 
what  concerns  me.  x  ou  may  send  poetry  and  sounding  verses 
to  the  rich ;  to  poor  men  give  substantial  presents. 

I  understand,  to  send  me  you  design 

A  present  of  fine  verses,  with  your  wine. 

Whv  will  you  crack  your  brain,  and  break  my  rest, 

And  make  of  me  your  idle  Clio's  jest  ? 

Send  rhymes  to  peers ;  to  poor  men  send  your  treasure : 

They  may,  I  cannot,  wait  the  Muse's  leisure.  Hay, 

XLYII.      TO   LICnaUB   BTTBA,   OV  HIS  BSCOYEBT  TBOM 

SICKNESS. 

O  Licinius  Sura,  most  celebrated  of  learned  men,  whose 
eloquence,  savouring  of  antiquity,  reminds  us  of  our  mighty 
ancestors,  you  are— (oh,  by  what  kindness  of  the  Fates !) — 
restored  to  us  ;  sent  back  after  having  almost  tasted  the  water 
of  Lethe.  Our  prayers  had  lost  tneir  fear;^  our  sadness 
wept  without  relief;  and  it  appeared  from  our  tears  that  you 
were  quite  lost.  But  the  ruler  of  the  silent  Avemus  feared 
our  displeasure,  and  has  himself  restored  to  the  Fates  the  dis- 
taff already  snatched  from  their  hands.    Thus  you  know,  then, 

*  Priscus  delayed  his  presents  till  his  verses  should  be  ready  to  ac- 
company it. 

^  Wo  no  longer  feared  that  you  would  die,  but  considered  it  certain. 
How  these  verses  should  be  read,  it  is  impossible  to  settle  satisfactorily ; 
such  is  the  variation  of  copies. 


BOOK  TTI.]  EPIGBAMS.  827 

what  lamentations  the  false  report  of  your  death  caused 
amongst  your  fellow-creatures,  and  you  enjoy  what  will  be 
said  of  you  by  posterity.    Live  as  though  you  were  stolen 
from  death,  and  seize  fleeting  joys,  and  thus  your  recovered' 
life  will  not  have  lost  a  single  day. 

0  doctor,  leam'd  as  ever  fiU'd  a  chair, 
Whose  doctrine 's  primitive,  and  life  is  fair ; 
What  an  amazing  Providence  did  save. 
And  thus  recall  you  from  the  opening  grave ! 
We  cease  to  pray ;  despairing  we  de^ore ; 
Our  tears  burst  out ;  we  cry,  "  He  is  no  more ! " 
Kind  Heaven  relented  ere  it  was  too  late, 
And  sent  an  angel  to  retard  your  fate. 
Conscious  what  sorrow  from  this  rumour  came^ 
You  now  inherit  your  own  future  fame. 

Lose  not  one  day,  that  was  so  kindly  given : 
Employ  each  well,  in  gratitude  to  Heaven.         Hay, 

xLvni.    OK  AmaiTs. 

Annius  has  some  two  hundred  tables,  and  servants  for 
every  table.  Dishes  run  hither  and  thither,  and  plates  fly 
about.  Such  entertainments  as  these  keep  to  yourselves,  ye 
pompous ;  I  am  ill  pleased  with  a  supper  that  walks. 

Annius  two  hundred  tables  has,  I  think. 
And  for  those  tables  boys  to  fill  him  drmk. 

The  platters  fly. 
And  chargers  run  about  most  fluently. 
Bich  men,  take  to  yourselves  these  feasts  and  stir ; 

1  care  not  for  your  walking  supper,  sir.  Fletcher 

XLIX.      TO   BETXB17B. 

I  send  you,  Severus,  the  small  offerings  of  my  suburban 
garden;  eggs  good  for  your  throat,  fruits  to  please  your 
palate. 

What  has  my  little  garden  for  thee  got  P 

Apples  to  please  thee ;  eggs  to  dear  thy  throat.    Anon. 

I..      TO  THE  FOUKTAtir  07  lAKTHIS,   STBLLA'S  MISTRESS. 

Fount  of  thy  Mistress,  queen  of  the  spot  in  which  lanthis  de- 
lights, glory  and  delight  of  this  splendid  retreat,  when  thy 
brink  is  adorned  with  so  many  snow-white  attendants,  and 
thy  waves  reflect  a  troop  of  Ganymedes,  what  is  the  vener* 


328  mabtial's 

ated  Alcidea  doing  in  the  wood  near  thee  P  Why  occupies 
the  god  a  position  bo  close  to  thee  ?  Is  it  that  he  keeps 
watcm  over  the  amorous  nymphs,  whose  manners  he  so  well 
knows,  to  prevent  so  many  Hylases  from  being  carried  off  at 
once?  * 

Imperial  fountain,  fair  lanthis'  joy, 

Thou  purest  glory  of  th*  enchanted  spot ! 
When  thy  mild  margin  beams  with  many  a  boy, 

And  thy  bright  waye  beams  back  the  beauteous  knot : 
Why  stands  Alcides  sacred  in  the  grove  ? 

Avhy  forms  the  tutelar  so  close  a  fence ? 
Is  it  to  guard,  lest  many  a  nymph  should  rove  ; 

And  so  should  ravish  many  a  Hylas  hence  ? 

JElphtfiston. 

LI.     TO   TJEBICTT8. 

If  you  are  unwilling,  Urbicus,  to  purchase  my  trifles,  and 
yet  desire  to  have  a  knowledge  of  my  sportive  verses,  go  find 
rompeius  Auctus.  Perhaps  you  know  him  ;  he  sits  in  the 
porch  of  the  temple  of  Mars  the  Avenger.  Though  deeply 
imbued  with  law,  and  versed  in  the  various  usages  of  civil 
life,  he  is  not  only  my  reader,  Urbicus,  but  my  book 
itself.  He  so  faithfully  remembers  and  repeats  his  absent 
friend's  compositions,  that  not  a  single  letter  of  my  pages 
is  lost.  In  a  word,  if  he  had  chosen,  he  might  have  made 
himself  appear  the  author;  but  he  prefers  to  assist  in 
spreading  my  reputation.  You  may  apply  to  him  after  the 
tenth  hour  *  of  the  day,  for  before  that  time  he  will  not  be 
sufficiently  disengaged;  his  little  dinner  will  accommodate 
two.     He  will  read ;  you  may  drink  ;  he  will  recite  whether 

ou  like  it  or  not :  and  after  you  have  said  "  Hold,  enough ! " 

e  will  still  continue  to  recite. 

If  you  desire  my  sportive  books  to  know, 
Yet  care  not  for  them  money  to  bestow, 
Pompeius  Auctus  (unknown)  from  me  greet, 
In  Mars  Revenger's  temple  him  you  11  meet ; 
Skiird  in  all  law  and  courts :  on  him  I  look. 
Not  as  my  reader,  but  my  very  book. 
By  heart  he  has  so  perfect  ev*ry  line, 
That  not  a  tittle  can  be  lost  that 's  mine. 
So  that  the  author  he  might  claim  to  be, 
Did  he  not  favour  both  my  fame  and  me. 

1  Compare  Ep.  15.  *  Four  in  the  afternoon* 


I 


BOOK  YII.]  EFIORAMB.  32d 

Toil  may  yourself  to  him,  at  ten,  inyite ; 
From  business  he  is  never  free  till  night. 
His  little  supper  vill  admit  of  two. 
He  11  read ;  to  eat,  is  all  you  have  to  do : 
And  when  you  sav,  Enough,  he  *11  still  go  on  ; 
Nay,  though  you  re  tired,  he  will  not  yet  have  done. 

Anon.  1695. 

LII.      TO   POMFEIUB   AXTCTXT8. 

I  am  delighted,  Auctus,  that  you  read  my  effusions  to 
Celer ;  I  mean,  if  Celer  is  also  pleased  with  what  you  read. 
He  has  been  governor  of  my  countrymen  and  the  Celtic 
Iberians,  and  never  was  purer  integrity  seen  in  our  region. 
The  profound  reverence  I  entertain  for  him  fills  me  with 
awe ;  and  I  regard  his  ears  as  those  not  of  an  auditor,  but  of 
a  judge. 

Reading  my  books  to  Celer  pleases  me. 

If  what  thou  read'st  to  him  as  pleasing  be. 

O'er  Spain,  my  native  soil,  he  does  preside  ; 

Such  justice  in  that  world  did  ne'er  reside. 

So  great  a  man  my  rev'rence  does  excite  ; 

Not  to  a  reader,  but  a  judge,  I  write.  Anon,  1695. 

Lni.      TO   XTMBEB. 

You  have  sent  me  as  a  present  for  the  Saturnalia,  Umber, 
everything  which  you  have  received  during  the  past  five  days  ; 
twelve  note-books  of  three  tablets  each,  seven  tooth-picks  ; 
together  with  which  came  a  sponge,  a  table-cloth,  a  wine- 
cup,  a  half-bushel  of  beans,  a  basket  of  Ficenian  olives,  and 
a  black  jar  of  Laletanian  wine.  There  came  also  some  small 
Syrian  figs,  some  candied  plums,  and  a  heavy  pot  of  ^gs 
from  Libya.  They  were  a  present  worth,  I  believe,  scarcely 
thirty  small  coins  altogether;  and  they  were  brought  by 
eight  tall  Syrian  slaves.  How  much  more  convenient  would 
it  have  been  for  one  slave  to  have  brought  me,  as  he  might 
without  trouble,  five  pounds'  weight  of  silver ! 

The  five  days'  presents  which  were  given  to  thee 
In  the  Satumal  feasts  thou  send'st  to  me. 
Twelve  three-foot  tables,  and  seven  tooth-pickers 
A  sponge,  a  napkin,  and  a  cup  with  ears. 
Two  pecks  of  beans,  of  olives  one  small  twig, 
A  bottle  of  coarse  Spanish  wine  to  swig. 
Small  Syrian  figs  with  musty  damsins  came, 
And  a  huge  cask  of  Libyan  figs  o'  th*  same : 


830  kabtial'8 

Thy  ffifU  were  worth  scaroe  fiye  shillings  in  all, 
Wnich  to  me  sail'd  on  thy  eight  Syrians  talL 
With  how  much  ease  might'st  thou  haye  sent,  in  short. 
Me  fiye  pounds  by  thy  TOy,  and  ne*er  sweat  for  't. 

Fletcher. 

LIT.      TO  KASIDISWS. 

Eyery  morning  you  recount  to  me  your  idle  dreams  about 
myself,  such  as  may  moye  and  alarm  my  mind.  All  mj 
wine  of  last  yintage  has  been  exhausted  to  the  dregs,  and 
eyen  that  of  the  present  is  failing,  while  the  wise  woman  is 
exorcising  for  me  the  effects  of  your  nocturnal  visions.  I 
haye  consumed  heaps  of  salted  meal  and  mountains  of  frank- 
incense ;  my  flocks,  by  the  frequent  sacrifices  of  lambs,  have 
altogether  dwindled  away.  JSTot  a  jpigf  i^ot  a  fowl  of  the 
hencoop,  not  an  esg  haye  I  left.  Either  lie  awake,  Nasi- 
dienus,  or  sleep  and  dream  for  yourself. 

There 's  not  a  mom  that  me  thou  dost  not  yex 

With  idle  dreams,  that  may  my  thoughts  perplex : 

Which  while  to  expiate  thou  dost  pretend. 

The  wine  of  two  years'  yintage  to  an  end 

Is  brought ;  salt,  meal,  whole  heaps  of  gums  are  spent 

And  from  my  dwindling  flocks  my  lambs  are  sent : 

A  pig,  a  hen,  an  egg,  I  cannot  keep. 

Watch,  with  a  pox,  or  at  thine  own  charge  sleep. 

Anon.  1665. 

LT.      TO   CHBESTVS. 

Nulli  munera,  Chreste,  si  remittis, 
Nee  nobis  dedens,  remiserisque ; 
Credam  te  satis  esse  liberalem. 
Sed  si  reddis  Apicio,  Lupoque, 
Et  Ghdlo,  Titio^ue,  Ciesioque ; 
Linges  non  mihi  (nam  proba  et  pusilla  est) 
Sed  qufe  de  Solymis  yenit  perustis, 
Damnatam  modo  mentulam  tributos. 

Se  tu  non  rendi  regali  a  yeruno,  o  Cresto,  n^  tampoco  ne  farai  e 
renderai  a  noi ;  ti  credero  essere  bastantemente  liberale.  Ma  se  tu 
ne  rendi  ad  Apicio,  a  Lupo,  a  Gallo,  a  Tixio,  ed  a  Cffisio ;  lambirai 
non  la  mia  (imperocchd  ella  ^  mori^rata  e  modesta)  mentola,  ma 
quelia  che  yenne  dall*  abbruciata  Oiudea  condannata  al  tributo. 

Oraglia. 


aOOK  TU.]  SFIGBAMS,  S31 

LYI.      TO   BA6IBIUS,   DOMITIAN'S   ABOHITECT. 

You  have  embraced  the  stars  and  the  skies  in  your  piou« 
mind,  Babirius ;  such  is  the  wondrous  art  with  which  you 
are  erecting  the  Farrhasian  ^  edifice.  If  Pisa  still  prepare 
to  give  the  Jupiter  of  Phidias  a  temple  worthy  of  him,  she 
should  request  of  our  Jupiter  the  aid  of  jour  skilful  hand. 

Rabirius  modell  tooke  from  heav'n  to  build 
Our  wondrous  pallace,  sure ;  hee  is  so  skiU'd. 
For  Fhidian  Jove  a  worthy  fame  to  reare, 
Pisa  must  begg  him  of  our  Thunderer. 

Old  MS.  Wh  Cent 

LYII.      OK    OABIKIA. 

Gabinia  has  made  Achilles  a  Castor  out  of  a  Pollux ;  he 
was  Pyxagathos,  now  he  will  be  Hippodamus.* 

LTIII.     TO    OALLA. 

Jam  sex,  aut  septem  nupsisti,  G-alla,  ciuBBdis : 

Dum  coma  te  nimium,  pexaque  barba  juvat. 
Deinde  experta  latus,  maoidoque  simillima  loro 

Inguina,  nee  lassa  stare  coacta  manu, 
Deseris  imbelles  thalamos,  moUemque  maritum : 

Bursus  et  in  similes  decidis  usque  toros. 
Qusere  aliquem  Curios  semper  Fabiosque  loquentem, 

Hirsutum,  et  dura  rusticitate  trucem. 
Invenies :  sed  habet  tristis  quoque  turba  cinsBdos : 

Difficile  est,  yero  nubere,  Galla,  viro. 

O  Galla,  tu  ti  sei  gia  maritata  con  sei  o  sette  cinedi,  intanto  che  una 
bella  capigliatura,  ed  una  forbita  barba  troppo  ti  place.  Avendo  poi 
sperimentato  i  fianchi  e  le  yirili  somigUantiBsime  ad  un  cuojo  mace- 
rate, n^  arrigere  soUeticate  a  stanca  mano,  abbandoni  gU  impotent! 
talami,  ed  un  fiacco  marito :  e  di  bel  nuoTO  caschi  per  sin  in  quelli 
stessi  talami  Cerca  un  qualche  rissuto,  che  sempre  parla  del  Cuij 
e  del  Fabj,  ed  uno  inferocito,  par  la  dura  rusticita.  Lo  ritroYerai : 
ma  la  turba  serera  ha  anche  i  suoi  cinedL  £*  difficile,  o  GaUa,  mari- 
tani  con  un  uomo  compiuto.  Qraglia, 

*  A  palace  on  the  Palatine  Mount,  where  Evander  the  Arcadian,  or 
Parrhuian,  settled. 

'  A  jest  in  allusion  to  Homer's  "K&vropa  y  lfrir6BafAov  sai  tr^C  AyaObv 
TloXvitvaa  (II.  iii.  237).  Achillea  was  a  noted  boxer  (ir^C  dyaBov) ; 
Gabinist  by  endowing  him  with  the  fortune  of  a  knight,  may  be  fiicetiousij 
•aid  to  have  made  him  Iwo^aftor  (a  horse-tamer). 


S32  MABTIAL*8 

III.     TO   TITTJS,  ON   C-fiCILlJLNU8. 

Our  friend  Csecilianus,  Titus,  does  not  sup  without  a  wbole 
wild-boar  on  his  table.     A  pretty  table-companion  Csecilianus 

has! 

Without  a  boar  Ceecilian  ne'er  doth  feast ; 

Titus,  Ceecilian  hath  a  pretty  guest.  Fletcher. 

Without  calves*  head  the  alderman  can  t  dine ; 
Well  the  companion  cheers  the  civic  wine. 

Cyrus  Medding,  N.  M.  Mag,  vol.  xxvi.  1829. 

LX.     TO   JUPITEE  CAPITOLUnJS. 

Venerable  sovereign  of  the  Tarpeian  palace,  whom  we  be- 
lieve to  exist  as  Lord  of  the  thunder,  from  the  care  whicb  tbou 
showest  for  the  preservation  of  our  prince,  when  every  one  im- 
portunes thee  with  prayers,  and  implores  thee  to  give  what 
the  gods  alone  can  give,  be  not  angry  with  me,  0  Jupiter, 
as  though  I  were  proud,  because  I  ask  thee  nothing.  It  is 
my  duty  to  supplicate  thee  for  Domitian ;  to  supplicate  Domi- 
tian  for  myself. 

Great  Capitolian  Jove,  thou  god,  to  whom 

Our  Csesar  owes  that  bHss  he  sheds  on  Rome, 

While  prostrate  crowds  thy  daily  bounty  tire. 

And  all  thy  blessings  for  themselves  desire, 

Accuse  me  not  of  pride,  that  I  alone 

Put  up  no  pra/r  that  can  be  call*d  my  own : 

For  Caesar's  wants,  O  Jove,  I  sue  to  uiee ; 

Cssar  himself  can  grant  what's  fit  for  me.     AartM  Hill. 

LXI.     TO   DOMITIAK^. 

The  audacious  shopkeepers  had  appropriated  to  them- 
selves the  whole  city,  and  a  man's  own  threshold  was  not 
his  own.  You,  Germanicus,^  bade  the  narrow  streets  grow 
wide ;  and  what  but  just  before  was  a  pathway  became  a  high- 
way. No  column  is  now'girt  at  the  bottem  with  chained  wine- 
flagons  ;  nor  is  the  PrsBtor  compelled  to  walk  in  the  midst  of 
the  mud.  Nor,  again,  is'  the  barber's  razor  drawn  blindly  in 
the  middle  of  a  crowd,  nor  does  the  smutty  cookshop  project 
over  every  street.  The  barber,  the  vintner,  the  cook,  the 
butcher,  keep  their  own  places.  The  city  is  now  Borne; 
recently  it  was  a  great  shop. 

*  Domitian,  who  liked  that  title.    B.  v.  Ep.  2. 


BOOK  Til.]  XPiesAics.  883 

Presumptuous  traders  did  all  Borne  possess, 
No  bounds  did  set  to  such  their  mad  excess : 
Csesar  the  pestered  streets  did  open  lay, 
Where  only  was  a  path  he  made  a  way ; 
Ground  for  their  huts  or  yessels  none  might  hire, 
To  cause  the  Pnetor  tread  o'er  shoes  i*  th'  mire : 
And  rogues  encouraged  street  arms  to  bear ; 
Cooks,  barbers,  vicfallers,  all  restrained  are : 
Thy  edicts,  Caesar,  their  encroachments  stop ; 
Home's  Home  again ;  't  was  lately  one  great  shop. 

Anon.   1695. 

LXII.      IK   AMILLT7S,   IMFTTBTJM. 

Eeclusis  foribuB  grandes  percidis,  Amille, 
Et  te  deprendi,  cum  facis  ista,  cupis ; 

Ne  quid  lioerti  narrent,  servique  patemi, 
Et  niger  obliqua  garrulitate  cliens. 

Non  pffidicari  se  qui  testatur,  Amille. 
Ulud  Bffipe  facit,  quod  sine  teste  tacit. 

O  Amillo,  tu,  precidi  colle  porte  aperte,  e  brami  esser  sorpreso 
quando  fai  queste  cose ;  non  importandoti  che  i  Uberti,  ed  i  servi  di 
casa  dicano  qualche  cosa,  ed  il  diente  ti  taccia  con  qualche  chiac- 
chiera.  O  Amillo,  colui  che  testifica  non  esser  pedicatp,  fa  sovvente 
cio,  she  fa  senza  testimonio.  QragUuL, 

LXIII.      Oir   8ILIU8  ITALICXrS. 

You,  who  read  the  imperiahable  volumes  of  the  ever-living 
Silius  and  his  verses,  worthy  of  the  Boman  toga,  do  you  think 
that  Pierian  retreats,  and  ivy  chaplets,  like  those  of  Bacchus 
binding  the  hair  of  the  Aonian  Virgins,  alone  gave  pleasure  to 
the  poet  ?  No !  he  did  not  approach  the  mysteries  of  the  lofty 
Tirgil  until  he  had  accompliahed  the  course  pursued  by  the 
great  Cicero.  The  grave  centumviral  court  of  the  judges 
still  remembers  him  with  admiration;  and  many  a  client 
speaks  of  him  with  grateful  lips.  Aifter  ruling  with  the 
twelve  fasces  the  ever- memorable  year  which  was  consecrated 
by  the  liberation  of  the  world,^  he  devoted  his  remaining  days 
to  the  Musos  and  Phcdbus,  and  now,  instead  of  the  foruni, 
cultivates  Helicon. 

You  that  read  Silius'  workes,  whose  great  renowne 
Shall  ever  live,  worthy  the  Latian  gowne, 

1  The  year  in  which  Nero  pcrished« 


834  1CJLBTIAL*8 

Think  you  the  poef  A  was  the  only  prayse 

Pleasea  him,  and  crownes  made  of  the  Muses'  bayes^ 

Hee  to  bee  compleat  orator  attayn'd, 

Before  the  sacred  buskin's  fame  hee  gainM. 

Him  yet  the  grave  centumviri  admire, 

Him  gratefiill  clients  prayse,  him  yett  dec  ire. 

His  consulship  once  done,  that  yeare  which  free 

Did  sett  the  world  from  Nero's  tyrannie, 

From  business  to  the  Muses  he  resorts. 

And  prizes  Helicon  instead  of  courts.     Old  MS.  IQth  CenL 

LXIT.    TO  cnrNAMUS. 

You,  Cinnamus,  who  were  a  barber  well  known  over 
all  the  city,  and  afterwards,  by  the  kindness  of  your  mis- 
tress, made  a  knight,  have  taken  refuge  among  the  cities  of 
Sicily  and  the  regions  of  iBtna,  fleeing  from  the  stem  justice 
of  the  forum.  By  what  art  will  you  now,  useless  log,  sustain 
your  years  ?  How  is  your  imhappy  and  fleeting  tranquillity 
to  employ  itself  ?  You  cannot  be  a  rhetorician,  a  grammarian, 
a  school-master,  a  Cynic,  or  Stoic  philosopher,  nor  can  you 
sell  your  voice  to  the  people  of  Sicily,  or  your  applause  to 
theatres  of  Eome.  All  that  remains  for  you,  Cinnamus,  is 
to  become  a  barber  again. 

Thou  wast  a  barber  through  the  city  known. 

Though  by  thy  mistress  raised  to  the  gown 

Of  Knighthood  ^Cinnamus) ;  when  thou  shalt  fly 

The  juc^;ment  or  the  court  to  SicDy, 

What  art  shall  then  sustain  thy  useless  age  ? 

How  will  thy  fugitive  rest  foot  the  sta^  P 

Thou  canst  not  be  grammarian,  rhetorician, 

Fencer,  nor  C^ic  on  any  condition. 

Nor  yet  a  Stoic,  nor  canst  sell  thy  tongue 

Or  thy  applause  in  the  Sicilian  tnrong : 

What  then  (my  Cinnamus)  doth  yet  remain? 

Why  thou  must  e*en  turn  shaver  once  again.    Fletcher, 

LXV.     TO    GABGILlA.l!fl7S. 

One  suit  carried  through  the  three  courts,^  Gku^ianus, 
is  wearing  you  out,  now  numbering,  as  you  do,  the  colds  of 
twenty  winters  since  its  commencement.  Wretched,  in- 
fatuated man !  does  any  one  continue  at  law  for  twenty  years, 
Gargilianus,  who  has  the  option  of  losing  his  suit  ? 

'  The  old  Roman  court,  that  of  Julius  Caesar,  and  that  of  Augustui. 


BOOK   YII.]  XPIGSAMS.  885 

For  twice  ten  years  you  to  the  hall  resort ; 

And  now  pursue  your  cause  in  the  third  court. 

Would  any  madman  let  a  process  last 

For  twenty  years,  who  sooner  could  be  cast  f     Hay. 

LXYI.     ON   LABIEKUB. 

FabiuB  has  left  Labienus  all  his  property :  Labienus  says, 
notwithstanding,  that  he  deserved  more.^ 

Fabius  left  Labien  heir  to  all  his  store ; 

Yet  Labien  says  that  he  deserved  more.      Fletcher, 

LXYII.     IN   PHILJBKIM   TBIBAD£M. 

Pffidicat  pueroB  tribas  FhilsBnis, 
Et  tentigine  ssevior  mariti 
Undenas  vorat  in  die  puellas. 
Harpasto  quoque  subligata  ludit, 
Et  flavescit  haphe,  gravesque  drauds 
Halteres  fisunli  rotat  lacerto, 
Et  putri  lutulenta  de  palsBstra 
XJncti  verbere  vapulat  magbtri. 
Kec  coenat  prius,  aut  recumbit  ante 
Qum  septem  vomuit  meros  deunces : 
Ad  quos  fas  sibi  tunc  putat  redire, 
Gum  coliphia  sedecim  comedit. 
Post  hsec  omnia ;  cum  libidinatur, 
Non  fellat ;  putat  hoc  parum  virile : 
Sed  plane  medias  vorat  puellas. 
Dt  mentem  tibi  dent  tuam  FhilsBni : 
Cunnum  lingere  qu»  putas  virile. 

La  tribade  Filene  pedica  i  ra^^zi,  e  piu  libidinosa  nella  prurigine 
che  un  marito,  strugge  in  un  giomo  ondici  ragazze.  E  soracciata 
giuoca  anche  alVaipasto,  ed  in^alisce  pel  tatto  deUapolvere,  e  getta 
con  robusto  braocio  palle  di  piombo  pesanti  agli  irsuti,  e  stronnata 
d'unffuento  deUa  putre  palestra,  ^  sferzata  coUa  verga  del  maestro 
che  Ta  ugne.  Ne  prima  oena,  o  si  mette  a  tavola,  che  non  abbia 
-vomitato  sette  sestieri,  al  qual  numero  essa  pensa  poter  far  ritomo 
quando  ha  maneiato  sedici  colifie.  Dopo  tutte  queste  cose ;  quando 
e  presa  dalla  libidine:  non  fella:  tied  dd  per  poco  maschile:  ma 
tutta  s'awenta  al  mezzo  dello  ragazze.  iDei,  o  Filene,  ti  dieno 
un'  inclinazione  a  te  conveniente :  tu  che  pensi  esser  maschile  lingere 
un  c — ^no.  Graglia, 

^  He  says  that  he  is  not  repaid  for  Uie  presents  which  he  made  to  Fa- 
biuji  to  induce  him  to  make  him  his  heir* 


836  MABTIAL^S 

LXVin.    TO  nfSTANTIITS  BTrvTrs. 

Be  cautious,  I  praj  you,  Instantius  BufiiB,  in  commending 
tlie  effusions  of  mj  muse  to  your  father-in-law ;  perhaps  he 
likes  serious  compositions.  But  should  he  welcome  my  sport- 
ive writings,  I  may  then  venture  to  read  them  even  to  Curius 
and  FabriciuB. 

My  book,  to  show  thy  father,  friend,  forbear; 

Perhaps  he  only  hkes  those  serious  are : 

My  wanton  verse,  if  they  with  him  succeed, 

I  dare  to  Curius  and  Fabricius  read.  Anon,  169o. 

LXIX.    TO  THE  POST  OAKIUS,  OK  A.  POBTSAIT   OF  THEOPHILl. 

HIS   BETROTHED. 

This  is  that  Theophila^  Canius,  who  is  betrothed  to  you, 
and  whose  mind  overflows  with  Attic  learning.  The  Athe- 
nian garden  of  the  great  old  man  ^  might  justly  claim  her  for 
its  own,  and  the  Stoic  sect  would  with  equal  pleasure  call 
her  theirs.  Every  work  will  live  that  you  submit  to  her 
judgment  before  publication,  so  far  is  her  taste  above  that 
of  her  sex,  and  of  the  common  herd.  Your  fiftvourite  Pan- 
tsBnis,  however  well  known  to  the  Pierian  choir,  should  not 
claim  too  much  precedence  of  her.  The  amorous  Sappho 
would  have  praised  her  verses ;  Theophila  is  more  chaste  than 
Sappho,  and  Sappho  had  not  more  genius  than  Theophila. 

This,  Canius,  is  that  spouse  of  thine,  from  whose 
Wise  breast  Cecropian  learning  sweetely  flowes : 
Her  Epicurus'  gardens  might  have  bredd, 
Or  Stoick  schooles  for  schoUer  challenged. 
'Twill  live  whatever  her  critick  eares  doth  pass. 
So  little  vulgar,  womanish,  shee  has. 
Let  npt  Pantcenis  too  much  before  her. 
To  th'  Muses  thouffh  well  knowne,  herself  prefer. 
The  amorous  Sappho's  self  her  lines  would  prize ; 
This  chaster  is,  and  that  was  ne'er  more  wise. 

Old  MS,  im  CeMT. 

LXX.      TO   PHILiEKIS. 

Ipsarup  tribadum  tribas  Philasni, 
Kecte,  quam  futuis,  vocas  amicam, 

O  Filene,  tribade  delle  tribadi  stesse,  tu  chiami  con  proprieti 
arnica,  colei  che  tu  immembri.  QrayUa, 

*  Epicurni. 


BOOK  Tn.]  BFIQBAMS.  387 

LXXI.     OK  A.  OEBTAIK  ITAKILT. 

The  wife  is  affected  y^ith  Jicus ;  the  husband  is  affected ; 
the  daughter,  the  bod -in-law,  and  the  CTandson  are  alike  af« 
fected.  !Nor  is  the  steward,  or  the  rarm  bailiff,  free  from 
the  disgusting  ulcer ;  nor  even  the  sturdy  digger  or  the  plough- 
man. When  thus  young  and  old  alike  are  affected  with  tnia 
disease,  it  is  a  marvellous  circumstance  that  not  a  single  plot 
of  their  land  produces  figs.* 

LXXII.     TO   PATJLUS. 

So  may  December  be  pleasing  to  you,  Paulus,  and  so  may 
there  come  to  you  neither  valueless  tablets,  nor  table-cloths 
too  short,  nor  half-pounds  of  incense  light  in  weight :  but 
may  some  influential  client,  or  powerful  friend,  bring  you 
charters  or  goblets  that  belonged  to  his  ancestors,  or  whatever 
delists  and  fascinates  you  most ;  so  may  you  beat  Novius  and 
Pubiius  at  chess,  shutting  up  their  glass  men  in  their  squares  ; 
so  may  the  impartial  judgment  of  the  well-oiled  crowd  of 
athletes  award  you  the  palm  in  the  warm  triangular  game  at 
ball,  and  not  bestow  greater  praise  on  the  left-handed  strokes 
of  Folybus :  as,  if  any  malignant  person  shall  pronounce  verses 
dripping  with  black  venom  to  be  mine,  you  lend  your  voice 
in  my  favour,  and  maintain,  with  all  your  might  and  without 
remission,  ''my  friend  Martial  did  not  write  those.*' 

So,  Paulus,  may  December  please, 

Nor  table-boolu  nor  toilets  tease ; 

Nor  half-a-pound  of  incense  vain 

Thine  approbation  burn  to  gain : 

But  potent  friend,  or  client  school'd, 

Present  the  plates  and  cups  of  gold : 

Or,  when  tJiou  aimest  arcner  shafts. 

So  vanquish  each  adept  at  drafts : 

Of  naked  fives  the  manly  meed 

Be  thine,  so  by  the  judge  decreed ; 

That  not  a  dexterous  left,  that  day, 

Bear  from  thy  right  a  ball  away: 

As  thou,  if  wight  shall  dare  to  call 

The  libel  mine,  embaned  in  gall, 

Shalt,  with  commanding  voice,  declare : 

*'  My  MartiaPs  pen  was  never  there."    BlphimUm, 

*  An  untranslatable  jest,  which  may  be  partly  understood  bv  refeienoe 
to  B.  i.  Ep.  66. 


838  habtial's 


Lxxm.    TO  MAxi^ms. 


You  hare  a  mansion  on  the  Esquiline  hill,  and  a  mansion 
on  the  hill  of  Diana ;  and  another  rears  its  head  in  the  Pa- 
tricians' quarter.*  From  one  of  your  dwellings  you  behold 
the  temple  of  the  widowed  Cybele,^  from  another  that  of 
Vesta;  from  others  you  look  on  the  old  and  the  new 
Capitol.  Tell  me  where  I  may  meet  you ;  tell  me  where- 
abouts I  am  to  look  for  you  :  a  man  who  lives  everywhere, 
Mazimus,  lives  nowhere. 

Thou  hast  a  house  on  the  Aventine  hill, 
Another  where  Diana's  worshipped  still, 
In  the  Patrician  street  more  of  them  stand. 
Hence  thou  beholdst  within  thine  eyes,  command 
The  widdowed  Cybells,  thence  Vesta  with  all, 
There  either  Jove  earth'd  in  the  Capitol. 
Where  shall  I  meet  thee  ?  tell,  where  wilt  appear  ? 
He  dwelb  just  nowhere,  that  dwells  everywhere. 

Fletcher. 

LXXIT.      TO   KEBCUBY;  A   PBAYEB  FOB   CABPUS   AND   170B- 

BANA. 

O  glory  of  Cyllene  and  of  the  skies,  eloquent  minister  of 
Jove,  whose  golden  wand  is  wreathed  with  twisted  snakes,  so 
may  an  opportunity  for  some  fond  intrigue  never  fail  thee, 
whether  the  Paphian  goddess,  or  G-anymede,  be  the  object 
of  thy  affection ;  and  so  may  thy  mother's  Ides  be  adorned 
with  sacred  garlands,  and  thy  old  grandfather  be  pressed  with 
but  a  light  burden,  as  JNTorbana  shall  ever  joyfully  keep  with 
her  husband  Carpus  the  anniversary  of  this  day  on  which 
they  first  came  together  in  wedlock.  He,  as  thy  pious  vo- 
tary, consecrates  ms  ^ifts  to  wisdom ;  he  invokes  thee  with 
incense,  but  is  faithful  at  the  same  time  to  our  Jove.' 

Cyllene's  glory  and  Olympus*  crown, 

Melodious  minister  of  men  and  gods ! 
Whose  golden  wand,  bright  emblem  of  renown. 

With  olooming  dragons  still  connubial  nods. 

^  The  part  allotted  to  the  Patricians  by  Serrius  Tullius,  not  lar  from 
the  EsquiUne  hill. 
^  So  called  from  haying  lost  Atys,  for  whom  she  mourned. 
*  Faithful  to  Domitian,  as  thou  art  to  Jupiter. 


BOOK   YII.]  EFIGBAMS.  839 

So  thee  no  surreptitious  fountain  fail, 
Whether  the  Faphian  or  the  nymph  endear : 

So  verdant  still  thy  parent's  Ides  preyail, 
Nor  e'er  thy  grandsire's  load  become^ severe.  « 

Still,  with  Norbana  Carpus  hail  the  day, 

This  day,  that  ratifiea  the  holy  bands. 
He  wisdom's  rites  her  pious  priest  shall  pay : 

Thine  incense  he,  while  true  to  Jove  he  stands. 

LXXT.     IK  AKUM  DS70BMEM. 

Yis  futui  gratis,  cum  sis  deformis,  anusqiie. 
Bes  perrimcula  est :  vis  dare,  nee  dare  vis. 

Tu  vuoi  esser  immembrata  gratis,  essendo  tu  deforme  e  vecchia. 
£'  una  cosa  fuor  di  modo  ridicola :  vuoi  dare,  e  non  vuoi  dare. 

Graglia, 

LXXYI.     TO  PHILOMUSUS,  A.  BUF700K. 

Though  the  great  hurry  you  off  to  their  banquets,  and  walks 
in  the  porticoes,  and  to  the  theatres ;  and  though  they  are 
delighted,  whenever  you  meet  them,  to  make  you  share  their 
litters,  and  to  bathe  with  you,  do  not  be  too  vain  of  such 
attentions.  You  entertain  them,  PhUomusus ;  you  are  not  an 
object  of  their  regard. 

When  dukes  in  town  ask  thee  to  dine, 
To  rule  their  roast,  and  smack  their  wine, 
Or  take  thee  to  their  country-seat, 
To  make  their  dogs,  and  bless  their  meat, 
Ah !  dream  not  on  preferment  soon : 
'  Thou  'rt  not  their  friend,  but  their  buffoon.        Hoadley* 

All  the  great  men  take  you  away 

To  dinner,  coffee-house,  or  play. 

Nor  happier  are,  than  when  you  chance 

To  hunt  with  them,  or  take  a  dance. 

Yet  do  not  pride  yourself  too  soon : 

You  're  not  a  friend,  but  a  buffoon.  Bay. 

« 

LXIVn.   TO   TTJCCA. 

Tou  importune  me,  Tucca,  to  present  you  with  my  books. 
I  shall  not  do  so ;  for  you  want  to  sell,  not  to  read  them. 

Tucca  most  earnestly  doth  look 

I  should  present  him  with  my  book : 

But  that  1  will  not ;  for  1  smell 

My  book  he  will  not  read,  but  sell.  Fletcher. 

z  2 


340  KABTIAX'S 

Lrrvni.    to  papilus,  a.  man  kiooa.bdlt  akd 

OBTENTATIOTJ8. 

While  upon  your  own  table  is  placed  only  the  tail  of  a  poor 
Saxetan  fish,^  fmd,  when  you  dine .  luxuriouBly,  caboage 
drenched  with  oil ;  you  make  presents  of  sow's  udders,  wUd 
boar,  hare,  mushrooms,  oysters,  mullets.  You  haye  neither 
sense,  Fapilus,  nor  taste. 

For  thyself  if  the  tail  of  a  pilchard  thou  broil, 

And  on  festivals  swill  a  bean-soup  without  oil ; 

Teat,  boar,  hare,  shampinions,  and  oysters,  and  mullet, 

Thou  bestow'st :  my  poor  Pap  has  nor  palate  nor  guUet. 

LXXIX.     TO    8EETEEU8,   ON  DBTSKTSa  KBW  WUHS. 

I  have  just  drunk  some  consular  wine.  You  ask  how  old 
and  how  generous  P  It  was  bottled  in  the  consults  own  year ; 
and  he  who  gave  it  me,  Severus,  was  that  consul  himself. 

Some  consular  wine  late  I  drank : 

You  ask  how  ingenuous  and  old  ? 
The  consul  himself  gave  it  rank : 

My  treater  the  consul,  I  'm  told.  JElphuuton. 

LXXX.     TO   PAUSTIKtJS. 

Inasmuch  as  Borne  now  leaves  in  peace  the  Gtetic  clime* 
and  the  hoarse  clarions  are  hushed,  you  will  be  able,  Fausti- 
nus,  to  send  this  book  to  Marcellinus:  now  he  has  leisure 
for  books  and  for  amusement.  And  if  you  wish  to  enhance 
your  friend's  trifling  present,  let  a  young  slave  carry  my 
verses ;  not  such  a  one  as,  fed  with  the  milk  of  a  Qetic 
heifer,  plays  with  Sarmatian  hoop  upon  frozen  rivers,  but  a 
rosy  youth,  bought  of  a  Mitylenean  dealer,  or  one  from  I#ace- 
dffimon  not  yet  whipped  by  his  mother's  order.  My 
messenger  to  you  will  be  a  slave  from  the  subdued  Danube, 
only  fit  to  tend  sheep  at  Tivoli. 

Now  Roman  peace  becalms  th'  Odrvsian  shore?, 

Where  the  shrill  trumpet's  voice  is  heard  no  more, 

To  MarcelUne  my  lay,  dear  Faustin,  send ; 

An  ear  to  jocund  lays  the  youth  may  lend. 

Yet,  fully  to  ensure  my  muse's  care, 

The  humble  boon  a  modest  stripling  bear : 

>  Some  small  fish  from  Bstica  in  Spain. 


BOOK  Til.]  XPia&AMB.  Ml 

Not  he,  whose  cheek  the  Oetic  heifer  dyes ; 

'Who,  on  the  ice,  his  hoop  Sarmatic  plies ; 

But  one  of  Mitylene's  rosy  breed ; 

Or  Spartan,  by  his  mother  doom*d  to  bleed. 

From  haughty  Liter's  now  obsequious  rocks, 

A  cub  shaQ  crawl  to  tend  thy  Tibur's  flocks.       ElphifuUm, 

LXZXI.      TO   LATJSXJS. 

In  this  whole  book  there  are  thirty  bad  epigrams ;  if  there 
are  as  many  good  ones,  Lausus,  the  book  is  good. 

Thou  thirty  epigrams  dost  note  for  bad : 

Call  my  book  good  if  thirty  good  it  had.  Jwrn.  1695. 

T.TTTTI.     DS   11ENOPHII.O   TEBPA. 

Menophili  penem  tarn  grandis  fibula  yestit, 

Ut  sit  comcedis  omnibus  una  satis. 
Hunc  ego  credideram  (nam  sadpe  lavamur  in  unum) 

SoUicitum  voci  parcere,  Elacce,  suae : 
Dum  ludit  media  populo  spectante  palsstra, 

Delapsa  est  misero  fibula ;  verpus  erat; 

Una  si  gran  fibula  copre  il  membro  di  Menofilo,  che  sola  bastereb- 
be  a  tutti  i  commediantL  lo,  o  Flacco,  aveyo  creduto  (imperocche 
si  siamo  sowente  lavati  assieme]  che  esso  sollecitoayessecuradella 
sua  Toce :  lotta  in  mezzo  la  palestra  a  vista  del  popolo,  la  fibula 
cased  alio  sventurato ;  era  un'  inciso.  QragUa. 

LXXXUI.     OK  LUPEBCTJS. 

Whilst  the  barber  Eutrapelus  is  going  the  round  of  Luper- 
cus's  face,  and  carefully  smoothing  his  cheeks,  another  beard 
springs  up. 

While  that  the  barber  went  to  trim 

And  shave  Lupercus'  chops  and  chin. 

He  was  so  tedious  on  the  face. 

Another  beard  grew  in  the  place.  Fleteker, 

Eutrapelus,  the  barber,  works  so  slow, 

That  while  he  shaves,  the  beard  anew  does  grow. 

A$um,  1696. 

While  good  master  Temple  but  drawls  o'er  your  face, 
Another  beurd  rises,  ancl  steps  in  its  place. 


342  MABTIAL*8 

LXXXIY.     TO  HIS  BOOK. 

While  my  portrait  is  being  taken  for  OseciliusSecundusJana 
the  picture,  painted  by  a  skilful  hand,  seems  to  breathe,  go,  my 
book,  to  the  Getic  Pence  ^  and  the  submissive  Danube  ;  this 
is  his  post,  among  the  conquered  people.  You  will  be  a  little 
gift  to  my  dear  friend,  but  acceptable :  my  countenance  will 
be  more  truly  read  in  my  verse  than  in  the  picture.  Here 
it  will  live,  indestructible  by  accidents  or  lapse  of  years,  when 
the  work  of  Apelles  shall  be  no  more. 

While  my  Ciecilius  to  the  world  would  leave 

My  picture ;  and  the  rare  piece  seems  to  breathe ; 

My  book,  to  Peuce  and  still  Ister  go. 

Held  by  Secuadus  from  the  conquered  foe. 

To  him  a  small,  but  pleasing,  giu  thoult  be, 

And  in  my  verse,  my  perfect  faoe  he  '11  see : 

Which  neither  ehanae  nor  poVr  of  time  can  me, 

Ev'n  when  Apelles'  works  they  shall  deface.     Akon.  1695. 

LXXXT.     TO   SA.BBLIi17S. 

( 

For  sometimes  writing  quatrains  which  are  not  devoid  of 
humour,  Sabellus,  and  for  composing  a  few  distichs  prettily, 
I  commend  you ;  but  I  am  not  astonished  at  you.  It  is  easy 
to  write  a  few  epigrams  prettily ;  but  to  write  a  book  of  them 
is  difficult. 

That  some  tetrasticks  not  amiss  you  write, 

Or  some  few  disticks  prettvly  indite, 

I  like,  but  not  admire.    With  small  paynes  tooke 

An  epigram  is  writt ;  but  not  a  booke.      Old  MS.  I69d. 

LXXITI.     TO    BEXTTJB. 

I  used  to  be  invited  to  your  birth-day  feasts,  before  I  had 
become  your  intimate  friend,  Sextus.  Kow  has  it  come  to 
pass,  I  ask,  how  has  it  so  suddenly  come  to  pass,  that,  after  so 
many  pledges  of  affection  on  my  part,  and  after  the  lapse  of  so 
many  years,  I,  old  friend  as  I  am,  am  not  included  in  your 
invitations.  But  I  know  the  reason ;  I  have  not  sent  you  a 
pound  of  refined  silver,  or  a  fine  toga,  or  a  warm  cloak. 
The  sportula  which  is  made  a  matter  of  traffic,  is  a  sportula 
no  longer.'  You  feed  presents,  Sextus,  and  not  friends.    But 

^  Pliny  the  younger. 

*  An  Uland  at  the  mouth  of  the  Danube.    Pliuy  was  proconsul  of 
Pontus  and  Bithynia. 
'  You  have  given  only  that  you  might  receive. 


BOOK  Til.]  VPIGBAMS.  343 

jou  will  now  tell  me,  '*  I  will  punish  the  slave  omitting  to 
deliver  my  invitations." 

When  hut  a  stranger,  to  thy  hirth-day  feast 
I  ever,  Sextus,  was  a  constant  guest. 
What's&llen  out?  What  did  thy  anger  move. 
After  BO  many  years  and  proofs  of  love, 
That  I,  thy  ancient  friend,  am  passed  hy  ? 
But  I  myself  can  tell  the  reason  whv. 
I  sent  no  plate,  no  gift  to  thee  I  made ; 
For  thou  call'st  that  a  treat,  in  truth 's  a  trade ; 
Profit  thou  seek'st ;  thou  seek'st  not,  Sextus,  friends. 
"•My  man  forgot,"  thou  say'st,  ^  his  stripes  shall  make  amends.** - 

Anon.  1695. 

IiXXXVII.      TO   FLAOOUS,  OX  HIS  OWK  LOYB   FOB  LABTOAS. 

If  my  firiend  Flaccus  delights  in  a  long-eared  lagolopex  ;  ^ 
if  Canius  likes  a  sad-coloured  Ethiopian ;  if  Publius  is  pas- 
sionately fond  of  a  little  puppy ;  if  Cronius  loves  an  ape  re- 
sembling himself;  if  a  mischievous  ichneumon  forms  the 
gratification  of  Marius ;  if  a  talkative  magpie  pleases  you, 
Lausus ;  if  G-laucilla  twines  an  icy  snake  round  her  neck  ; 
if  Telesina  has  bestowed  a  tomb  on  a  nightingale ;  why  should 
not  the  face  of  Labycas,  worthy  of  Cupid  himself,  be  an  object 
of  love  to  him  who  sees  that  things  so  strange  furnish  pleasure 
to  his  betters  ? 

If  Flaccus  in  an  homed  owl  delight, 

And  Canius  in  an  Ethiope,  black  as  night ; 

If  Publius  much  a  little  bitch  does  love. 

And  Cronius  does  an  ape  no  less  approve ; 

If  Marius  a  vile  Indian  mouse  afiects. 

If,  Lausus,  thou  a  pratling  pye  respecfst ; 

Glacilla  wreaths  al)out  her  neck  a  snake. 

Another  for  her  bird  a  tomb  does  make ; 

Why  may  not  I  admire  a  lovely  face. 

When  monsters,  like  to  these,  the  others  grace  P 

Anou.  1695. 

LUXTXU.      TO  LAUSUS   OK  HIS  WOBKS. 

It  is  reported  (if  fame  says  true)  that  the  beautiful  town 
of  Vienna  counts  the  perusal  of  my  works  among  its  pleasures. 
I  am  read  there  by  every  old  man,  every  youth,  and  every 
boy,  and  by  the  chaste  young  matron  in  presence  of  her 

^  Some  bird  of  the  owl  kind,  with  ears  resembling  those  of  a  fox. 


844  Mi.BTIAL*8 

ffrave  husband.  This  triumph  affords  me  more  pleasure  than 
if  mj  verses  were  recited  hj  those  who  drink  the  Nile  at 
its  yeiT  source,  or  than  if  my  own  Tagus  loaded  me  with 
Spanish  ^old,  or  Hybla  and  Hymettus  fed  my  bees.  I  am 
then  reaOy  something,  and  not  deceived  by  the  interested 
smoothness  of  flattery's  tongue.  I  shall  henceforth,  I  think, 
believe  you,  Lausus.^ 

Viemia  fair  delisbts  to  con  my  lays : 

Nor  can  we  douDt  what  honest  rumour  says. 

There  am  I  read  by  ancient,  youth,  and  boy ; 

By  the  chaste  dame,  before  her  jealous  joy. 

This  gives  the  Rhone  and  me  more  rapid  course, 

Than  if  they  quafiTd  who  ^uaff  the  Nihan  source ; 

Than  if  my  Tagus  pour*dhis  golden  bed. 

My  bees  if  Hybla  or  Hymettus  fed. 

Some  little  then  are  we ;  nor  us  deceive 

The  poVrs  of  song :  thee,  Lausus,  I  '11  believe.        Anon. 

LZXZIX.      TO  ▲   CHAPLET   OF   B0SB8. 

Oo,  happy  rose,  and  wreathe  with  a  delicate  chaplet  the 
tresses  otmy  Apollinaris.  Eemember,  also,  to  wreathe  them 
even  after  tbey  are  grown  grey,  but  far  distant  be  that  time ! 
So  may  Venus  ever  love  thee. 

Qo,  happy  rose,  and  claim  thy  share, 

To  wreathe  Apollinaris'  hair. 

Oh !  feel  it  late  the  snowy  shower : 

So  be  thou  still  fair  Venus'  flower.        E^hinston. 

XO.      TO  OBETICUS. 

Matho  exults  that  I  have  produced  a  book  full  of  inequal- 
ities ;  if  this  be  true,  Matho  only  commends  my  verses. 
Books  without  inequalities  are  produced  by  Calvinus  and 
Umber.  A  book  that  is  all  bad,  Greticus,  may  be  all  equality. 

Matho  objects,  my  books  unequal  are ; 
If  he  says  true,  he  praises  ere  aware. 
Calvin  and  Umber  write  an  equal  strain  : 
Naught  is  the  book  that 's  free  from  heights,  and  plain. 

Anon.  1695. 

XCI.      TO   JUVENAL. 

I  send  you,  eloquent  Juvenal,  some  nuts  from  my  little 

*  I  shall  believe  that  there  are  as  many  good  epigrams  in  my  books  u 
bad  ones.    See  £p.  81. 


BOOK  TH.]  XPTGKAKS.  $45 

&rm  as  a  present  for  the  Saturnalia.  The  libertine  god  who 
protects  it,  has  given  the  rest  of  the  fruits  to  amorous 
young  ladies. 

Old  Saturn  presents,  to  the  lord  of  the  lay, 

Some  filberts  to  toss,  and  to  crack  with  his  jokes. 

The  gay  god  of  gardens  gave  all  else  away 
Last  night  in  a  treat  to  the  maids  of  the  oaks^ 

JBlphinston, 

XCII.      TO  BAOCAKiL. 

**  If  you  want  anything,  you  know  it  is  not  necessary  to 
solicit  my  assistance,"  is  what  you  tell  me  two  or  three  times 
every  day.  The  stem  Secundus  calls  upon  me  with  harsh 
voice  to  repay  him.  You  hear.  Baccara,  but  do  not  know 
what  I  want.  My  rent  is  demanded  of  me,  loudly  and 
openly,  in  your  very  presence :  vou  hear.  Baccara,  but  do 
not  know  what  I  want.  I  complain  of  my  worn-out  cloak, 
that  will  not  protect  me  from  the  cold :  you  hear.  Baccara, 
but  do  not  know  what  I  want.  I  will  tell  you  then  what 
I  want ;  it  is  that  you  may  become  dumb  by  a  sudden  stroke 
of  paralysis,  and  so  be  unable  to  talk  to  me  of  what  I  want. 

If  need  thou  hast,  thou  need'st  not  me  intreat, 

Baccar,  these  words  thou  often  dost  repeat 

My  creditor's  ra^e  thou  in  his  look  dost  read  ; 

Thou  seest,  but  knoVst  not,  Baccar,  what  I  need. 

My  rent,  thou  by,  is  call'd  for  in  witii  speed ; 

Thou  h^ur'st,  but  know'st  not,  Baccar,  what  I  need. 

I  shiver  in  a  tatter'd  thread-bare  weed ; 

Thou  seest,  yet  know'st  not,  Baccar,  what  I  need. 

I  need,  that  thou  wert  planet-struck  with  speed, 

No  more  that  thou  may*8t  say.  What  dost  thou  need  P 

Anon.  1695. 

XCUI.      TO   THB   TOWir   OT  KABNIA,   WHSBS   QVIKTUS 

ovinius  WAS  BSBiniKO. 

Namia,  surrounded  by  the  river  Nar  ^  with  its  sulphureous 
waters,  thou  whom  thy  double  heights  render  almost  in- 
accessible, wh^  does  it  delight  thee  so  often  to  take  from 
me,  and  detain  with  wearisome  delay,  my  friend  Quintus  ? 
Why  dost  thou  lessen  the  attractions  of  my  Nomentan  farm, 
which  was  valued  by  me  because  he  was  my  neighbour  there  P 

*  The  river  Nar,  now  Negra. 


346  icabtial's 

Have  pity  on  me  at  length,  Namia,  and  abuse  not  thj  pos- 
session of  Quintus:  so  mayest  thou  enjoy  thy  bridge  for 
ever  ! 

O  Namia,  circled  by  sulphureous  rill, 
That  deiffn'st  access  but  by  thy  double  hiU  j 
Why  call  my  Quintus,  ah !  so  oft  away  ? 
Yet,  need  I  ask  ?  or,  why  prolong  his  stay  f 

Why  sink  the  value  of  Nomentum*B  land, 
Which  once  was  doubled  by  the  social  band  ? 
Release  my  friend,  nor  lengthen  mv  annoy : 
So  may*st  thou  still  thy  peerless  bridge  enjoy. 

lOrV.      OK  PAPILUB. 

What  the  small  onyx  box  contained  was  perfume ;  Fapilus 
smelt  it,  and  it  is  become  a  mass  of  corruption. 

Sweet  ointment  once  was  in  that  onyx-stone : 
You  smelt,  and,  see,  't  is  putrefaction  grown. 

Wright. 

XOT.      TO  LIKUS. 

It  IS  winter,  and  rude  December  is  stiff  with  ice;  yet 
you  dare,  Linus,  to  stop  every  one  who  meets  you,  on  tnis 
side  and  on  that,  with  your  freezing  kiss,  and  to  kiss,  indeed, 
the  whole  of  Eome.  What  could  you  do  more  severe  or 
more  cruel,  if  you  were  assaulted  and  beaten  ?  I  would  not 
have  a  wife  kiss  me  in  such  cold  as  this,  or  the  affectionate  lipa 
of  an  innocent  daughter.  But  you  are  more  polite,  more 
refined,  you,  from  whose  dog-like  nose  depends  a  livid  icicle, 
and  whose  beard  is  as  stiff  as  that  of  a  Cinyphian  he-goat,* 
which  the  Gilician  barber  clips  with  shears.  I  prefer 
meeting  a  hundred  of  the  vilest  characters,  and  I  have  less 
fear  of  a  recently  consecrated  priest  of  Cybele.  If,  therefore, 
Linus,  you  have  any  sense  or  decency,  defer,  I  pray  you,  your 
winter  salutations  till  the  month  of  April. 

*T  is  winter,  and  December's  horrid  cold 
Makes  all  things  stark ;  yet,  Linus,  thou  la/st  hold 
On  all  thou  meetfst ;  none  can  thy  clutches  miss ; 
But  with  thy  frozen  mouth  all  Rome  dost  kiss. 
What  could'st  more  spightful  do,  or  more  severe, 
Had'st  thou  a  blow  o'  th'  face,  or  box  o'  th'  ear  ? 
My  wife,  this  time,  to  kiss  me  does  forbear, 
My  daughter  too,  however  debonaire. 

^  On  the  river  Cinyps  in  Africa. 


BOOK  YII.J  EPIGBAM8.  847 

But  thou  more  trim  and  sweeter  art.    No  doubt, 

Th'  icicles,  hanging  at  thy  dog-like  snout, 

The  congeal'd  snivel  dangling  on  thy  beard, 

Banker  than  th'  oldest  goat  of  all  the  herd. 

The  nastv'st  mouth  i'  th'  town  1  *d  rather  greet, 

Than  witn  thy  flowing  frozen  nostrils  meet. 

If  therefore  thou  hast  either  shame  or  sense. 

Till  April  comes  no  kisses  more  dispense.     Anon,  1695. 

XOVI.      KPITAPH   or   TJBBIOUB. 

Here  I,  the  child  XJrbicus,  to  whom  the  mighty  city  of 
Some  gave  both  birth  and  name,  repose ;  an  object  of 
mourning  to  Bassus.  Six  months  were  wanting  to  complete 
my  third  year,  when  the  stem  goddesses  broke  my  fatal 
thread.  What  did  my  beauty,  my  prattle,  my  tender  years 
avail  meP  Thou  who  readest  the  inscription  before  thee^ 
drop  a  tear  upon  my  tomb.  So  may  he,  whom  thou  shalt 
desire  to  survive  thyself,  be  preserved  from  the  waters  of  Lethe 
till  he  has  reached  an  age  greater  than  that  of  Nestor. 

My  parents'  grief  I  here  lie  in  this  tomb, 

Who  had  my  birth  and  name  from  mighty  Rome : 

Six  months  I  wanted  of  three  years  to  me, 

When  my  life's  thread  was  cut  by  destiny. 

What  grace  shall  a^e,  or  tongue,  or  beauty  have  ? 

Thou  that  read'st  this,  shed  some  tears  on  my  grave. 

So  he  that  thou  wouldst  have  thyself  survive. 

Shall  longer  than  decrepit  Nestor  live.  Fkicher, 

XCVII.      TO  HIS   BOOK. 

If,  my  book,  you  are  well  acquainted  with  Ciesius  Sa- 
binus,  the  glory  of  the  mountainous  TJmbria,  the  fellow- 
townsman  of  my  friend  Aulus  Pudens,  you  will  present  these 
lines  to  him,  even  though  he  be  engaged.  Though  a  thou- 
sand cares  may  besiege  and  press  upon  him,  he  will  still  have 
leisure  for  my  verses;  for  he  loves  me,  and  will  read 
me  next  to  the  noble  compositions  of  Tumus.^  Oh,  what 
renown  is  in  store  for  me !  what  glory !  what  numbers  of  ad- 
mirers !  You  will  be  celebrated  at  feasts,  at  the  bar,  in  the 
temples,  the  streets,  the  porticoes,  the  shops.  You  are  sent 
to  one,  but  you  will  be  read  by  all. 

If,  book,  CsBsius  Sabinus  (the  renown 
Of  hilly  Umbria,  and  of  the  town 

1  A  writer  of  satires.    See  B.  xi.  £p.  11. 


M8  MABTTAL*8 

Of  my  friend  Aulus  Pudens^,  thou  dost  know, 
Howe*er  employ'd,  yet  boldly  to  him  fo ; 
Though  many  urgent  cares  oppress  his  mmd, 
A  vacant  time  to  read  thee,  he  will  find. 
For  me  he  loves ;  and  deigns  my  verse  the  grace, 
Next  Tumus'  noble  works  to  hold  the  place. 
O,  what  great  trophies  are  for  thee  prepared ! 
What  num*rous  friends !  what  glories  to  be  shared  I 
There 's  not  a  mart,  in  which  thou  'It  not  be  found, 
A  feast,  a  street,  but  will  with  thee  resound ; 
The  baths,  the  porticoes,  ev*n  ev'ry  stall : 
To  one  thou  *rt  sent,  but  wilt  be  read  by  alL 

Anon,  1695. 
XOVIII.      TO   CA8T0E. 

lou  buy  everything,  Castor ;  the  consequence  will  be,  that 
you  will  sell  everything. 

You  purchase  everything,  which  makes  it  plain 
That  ever3^thing  you  soon  wiU  sell  again.  Hay, 

If  for  mere  wantonness  you  buy  so  fast, 

For  very  want  you  must  sell  all  at  last.  Banquet, 

Why,  Tom,  you  purchase  everything !  't  is  well : 

Who  can  deny  you  *11  have  the  more  to  sell  ?     Hotfymm. 

loix.    TO  CEispnrxrs.* 

So,  Grispinus,  may  you  always  see  the  Thunderer's  '  fuce, 
looking  serene,  and  so  may  !Bome  love  you  not  less  than  your 
own  Memphis,  as  my  verses  shall  be  read  in  the  Farrhasian 
palace;'  (for  the  sacred  ear  of  CaBsar  usually  deigns  to 
listen  to  them).  Take  courage  to  say  of  me,  as  a  candid 
reader,  "  This  poet  adds  something  to  the  glory  of  thy  age, 
nor  is  he  very  much  inferior  to  Marsus  and  the  learned  Ca* 
tuUus."  That  is  sufficient;  the  rest  I  leave  to  the  god 
himself. 

May'st  thou  the  prince  still  gracious  to  thee  find, 
And  Rome,  no  less  than  Egypt,  ever  kind ; 
If,  when  in  court,  my  verses  thou  dost  hear 

?i'or  sometimes  Caesar  deigns  to  them  an  ear), 
hou  me  afford'st  this  free  and  candid  praise, 
'This  man  *s  a  glor}',  CiBsar,  to  thy  days. 
Yields  not  to  Marsus,  Pedo,  or  Uie  best. 
This  is  enough ;  to  Ceesar  leave  the  rest.      Anon,- 1095. 

<  The  same,  says  Raderus,  that  is  mentioned  by  Juvenal,  Sat  I.  and  IV 
*  Domitian*8.  •  On  the  Palatine  hiU.    See  £p.  5& 


BOOK  Tin.]  meBAUs.  340 


BOOK  VIIL 


TALXBI1T8  MABTIALTS  TO  THB  EMPEBOB  DOMITIAKrs,  0JR8AB 
AUGUSTUS,  OEBMAI7I0US,   BACIGUS,    OBEETING. 

All  my  books,  Sire,  to  which  you  have  ^ven  renown,  that 
is,  life,  are  dedicated  to  you ;  and  will  fo^  that  reason,  I  doubt 
not,  be  read.  This,  however,  which  is  the  eighth  of  my  col- 
lection, has  furnished  more  frequent  opportunities  of  show- 
ing my  devotion  to  you.  I  had  consequently  less  occasion 
to  produce  from  my  own  invention,  for  the  matter  supplied 
the  place  of  thought ;  yet  I  have  occasionally  attempted  to 
produce  variety  by  the  admixture  of  a  little  pleasant^,  that 
every  verse  might  not  inflict  on  your  divine  modesty  praises 
more  likely  to  fatigue  you  than  to  satisfy  me.  And  though 
epigrams,  addressed  even  to  the  gravest  persons  and  to  those 
of  the  highest  rank,  are  usually  written  in  such  a  manner 
that  they  seem  to  assume  a  theatrical  licence  of  speech,  I 
have  nevertheless  not  permitted  these  to  speak  with  any  such 
freedom.  Since,  too,  the  larger  and  better  part  of  the  book 
10  devoted  to  the  majesty  of  your  sacred  name,  it  has  to  re- 
member that  it  ought  not  to  approach  the  temples  of  gods 
without  religious  purification.  That  my  readers  also  may 
know  that  I  consider  myself  boimd  by  this  obligation,  I  have 
determined  to  make  a  declaration  to  that  effect  at  the  com- 
mencement of  the  book  in  a  short  epigram : 

I.      TO  HIS  BOOK. 

My  book,  as  you  are  about  to  enter  the  laurel-wreathed 
palace  of  the  lord  of  the  world,  learn  to  speak  with  modeBt;^, 
and  in  a  reverent  tone.  Betire,  unblushing  Venus;  this 
book  is  not  for  thee.  Come  thou  to  me,  Pallas,  thou  whom 
Cesar  adores. 

To  th'  prince's  laurellM  court,  seeing  thou'rt  to  go, 
Leant,  book,  a  chaste  and  modest  speech  to  know. 
No  place  is  left  for  wanton  Venus  tnere ; 
Pallas,  Cssarean  Pallas,  rule  does  bear.         Asum.  1695. 


850  aiABTIAL'g 

II.      TO   JAirUS. 

JanuB,  the  author  and  parent  of  our  annals,  when  he 
cently  beheld  the  conqueror  of  the  Danube,  thought  it  not 
enough  to  have  several  faces,^  and  wished  that  he  had  more 
eyes ;  then,  speaking  at  once  with  his  different  tongaeSy  he 
promised  the  lord  of  earth  and  divinity  of  the  empire  an  old 
age  four  times  as  long  as  that  of  Nestor.  We  pray  thee,  fiither 
Janus,  that  thou  wouldst  ^ve  the  promised  term  in  addition 
to  thine  own  immortality.^ 

When  Janus,  lord  of  times,  beheld  of  late 
Th'  imperial  victor  in  triumphant  state, 
Thougn  faces  he  had  two,  he  thoueht  Ihem  few, 
And  wish'd  that  yet  more  eyes  he  had  to  view. 
With  both  his  tongues  he  said  unto  our  lord, 
Nestor's  four  ages  1  '11  to  thee  afford. 

O  father  Janus !  thine  own  also  give. 
That  he  not  long,  but  may  for  ever,  live.     Anon,  1695. 

III.      TO    HIS   MUSE. 

"  Five  books  had  been  enough ;  six  or  seven  are  surely  too 
muay :  why.  Muse,  do  you  delight  still  to  sport  on  ?  Be  mod 
est  and  mi^e  an  end.   Fame  can  now  give  me  nothing  mor 
my  book  is  in  every  hand.     And  when  the  stone  sepolc^ 
of  Messala '  shall  ue  ruined  by  time,  and  the  vast  ma 
tomb  of  Licinus  ^  shall  be  reduced  to  dust,  I  shall  sti' 
read,  and  many  a  stranger  will  carry  my  verses  with  hi 
his  ancestral  home."     Thus   had  I  concluded,   wb^^* 
ninth  ^  of  the  sisters,  her  hair  and  dress  streaming  vr    - 
fumes,  made  this  reply:    Canst  thou  then,  ungrs 
aside  thy  pleasant  trifling  ?   Canst  thou  employ  t'  ., 

tell  me,  in  any  better  way  ?    Dost  thou  wish  t'  •     sh 

my  sock  for  the  tragic  buskin,  or  to  thundf^  ^'  .  age 
wars  in  heroic  verse,  that  the  pompous  ped;  •  ■  read 
thee  with  hoarse  voice  to  his  class,  and  that  '  /n-up 

maiden  and  ingenuous  youth  may  detest  t^ «  -  It  sucm 
poems  be  written  by  those  who  are  most  gr9<  "  .  ^  agularly 
severe,  whose  wretched  toilings  the  lamp  *•  i*  i.  --  -  at  mid- 
night.    But  do  thou  season  books  for  the   >'  -    -:  i^  with  racy 

^  Janus  is  generally  represented  with  two  ftn      *   'o-*  ^    omeiimes  with 
four,  answering  to  the  four  seasons.  '  lu.. .     *  iM'y. 

'  The  orator,  Messala  Corvinus.    B.  x.  Ep.  : 
*  A  rich  freed-man  of  Augustus.    Persiuf   -^^     il  'Thalia. 


BOOK  Tin.]  XPI0BAM8.  351 

salt ;  in  thee  let  human  nature  read  and  recognise  its  own 
manners.  Although  thou  mayst  seem  to  be  playing  on  but  a 
slender  reed,  that  reed  will  be  better  heard  than  the  trum- 
pets of  many. 

Five  had  suffic'd ;  six  books  or  seven  do  cloy, 

Why  dost  as  yet  delight,  my  muse,  to  toy  ? 

Give  o'er,  for  shame :  Fame  has  not  more  to  grace 

My  verse,  the  busmess  made  in  ev'ry  place. 

And  when  proud  tombs,  in  which  for  fame  men  trust. 

Overthrown  and  broken  lie  reduc'd  to  dust, 

I  shall  be  read,  strangers  will  make  *t  their  care, 

Unto  their  seVral  soib  my  works  to  bear. 

She  of  the  sacred  nine  (when  I  had  spoke), 
Whose  locks  witii  odours  drop,  thus  silence  broke : 

And  wilt  thou  then  thy  pleasant  verse  forsake  P 
What  better  choice,  uncrateful,  canst  ihou  make  P 
Exchange  thy  mirthful  for  a  tragic  vein ; 
Thunder  harsh  wars  in  an  heroic  strain ; 
Which  st^tting  pedants,  till  they're  hoarse,  may  rant. 
While  the  ripe  youth  detest  to  hear  the  cant : 
Let  the  o'er-sour  and  dull  that  way  delisht, 
Whose  lamps  at  midnight  see  the  wretches  write. 
But  season  thou  ihy  lines  with  sharpest  wit, 
That  all  may  read  thmi  vices  smartly  hit 
Altho'  thou  seem'st  to  play  but  on  a  reed. 
Thy  slender  pipe  the  trumpet  does  exceed.      Atwiu  1695. 

IT.     TO  noiUTiAir. 

What  a  world  of  people,  ye  gods,  is  collected  at  the  Eoman 
altars,  offering  up  prayer  and  vows  for  its  ruler !  These, 
Ghermanicus,  are  not  the  joys  of  men  only ;  it  seems  to  me 
that  the  gods  themselves  are  celebrating  a  festival. 

At  Latian  altars  see  conglob'd  mankind. 
Joint  vows  and  lo's  for  its  lord  to  pay. 

Such  joys  to  man  alone  were  ne'er  assiffn'd : 
The  gods  themselves  do  sacrifice  to-day. 

Elphimton, 

y.      TO  MAOSB. 

You  have  given  so  many  rings  to  young  ladies,  Macer, 
that  you  have  none  left  for  yourself.^ 

1  You  are  deprived  of  your  equestrian  ring  and  dignity,  for  which  yooi 
fortune  has  ceaaed  to  be  sufficient 


352  lfABTIAL'8 

You  giye  so  many  girls  a  ring. 

That  you  yourseu  bave  no  sudi  thing.      Hay. 

TI.      OK  EUCTUS. 

There  is  nothing  more  hateful  than  the  antique  vases  of  old 
Euctus.  I  prefer  cups  made  of  Saguntine  clay.  When  the 
garrulous  old  man  boasts  the  pedigrees  of  his  smoky  silver 
vessels,  he  makes  even  the  wine  seem  musty  with  his  talk. 
*<  These  cups  belonged  to  the  table-  of  Laomedon ;  to  obtain 
which  Apollo  raised  the  walls  of  Troy  by  the  sound  of 
his  lyre.  With  this  goblet  fierce  Bhoecus  rushed  to  battle 
with  the  LapithflB;  you  see  that  the  work  has  suffered  in 
the  struggle.  This  double  vase  is  celebrated  for  having 
belonged  to  the  aged  Nestor ;  the  doves  upon  it  have  been 
worn  bright  by  the  thumb  of  the  hero  of  Fylos.  This  is 
the  tankard  in  which  Achilles  ordered  wine  to  be  pre- 
pared for  his  friends  with  more  than  ordinary  copiousness 
and  strength.  In  this  bowl  the  beauteous  Dido  drank  the 
health  of  Bitias,  at  the  entertainment  given  to  the  Phrygian 
hero."  When  you  have  done  admiring  all  these  trophies  of 
ancient  art,  you  will  have  to  drink  Astyanax  in  the  cups  of 
Priam.* 

In  leathern  jack  to  drink  much  less  I  hate, 

Than  in  Sir  William's  antique  set  of  plate. 

He  tells  the  gasconading  pedigree, 

TiU  the  wine  turns  insipid  too  as  he. 

**  This  tumbler,  in  the  world  the  oldest  toy,** 

Says  he,  "  was  brought  bv  Brute  himself  m>m  Troy. 

That  handled  cup,  and  which  is  larger  hx, 

A  present  to  my  father  fVom  the  Czar : 

See  how  't  is  bruis'd,  and  the  work  broken  off; 

*T  was  when  he  flung  it  at  Prince  Menzikoff  | 

llie  other  with  the  cover,  which  is  less,  | 

Was  once  the  property  of  good  Queen  B^ss : 

In  it  she  pledg  d  duke  d'Alen9on,  then  gave  it 

To  Drake,  my  wife's  great  uncle :  so  we  have  it. 

The  bowl,  the  tankard,  flagon,  and  the  beaker,  { 

Were  my  greatrgrandfather's,  when  he  was  Speaker." 

What  pity 't  is,  uiat  plate  so  old  and  flne 

Bhould  correspond  no  better  with  the  wine.  Ilay. 

^  You  will  hare  to  drink  new  wine  out  of  old  cups. 


BOOK  nil.]  X?ieKAM8.  858 

VIT.      TO  GIKKA. 

Is  this  pleading  causes,  Cinna  ?  Is  this  speaking  eloquently, 
to  saj  nine  words  in  ten  hours  ?  Just  now  you  asked  with  a 
loud  voice  for  four  more  clepsydrsB.^  What  a  long  time  you 
take  to  say  nothing,  Cinna ! 

Cinna,  Is  this  to  plead  ?  and  wisely  say 
Only  nine  words  in  ten  hours  of  the  day  ? 
But  with  a  mighty  yoice  thou  cray'st  for<thee 
The  hour-glass  twice  two  times  reyersed  to  he : 
Cinna,  how  great 's  thy  taciturnity !  Fktcher, 

Tin.      TO  JiLNTJS,   ON  DOMITIAK's   BETUBK   IK  JAKITABT 

Although,  Janus,  thou  givest  birth  to  the  swiftly-rolling 
years,  ana  recallest  with  thy  presence  centuries  lon^  past ; 
and  although  thou  art  the  first  to  be  celebrated  with  pious  in- 
cense, saluted  with  yows,  and  adorned  with  the  auspicious 
purple  and  with  every  honour ;  yet  thou  preferrest  the  glory, 
which  has  just  befallen  our  city,  of  behoJding  its  god  return 
in  thy  own  month. 

Dread  guardian  of  the  infant  year, 

That  opens,  but  in  act  to  fly ; 
Who  bidd'st  us  still  the  last  revere, 

And  keep  it  in  reflexive  eye : 

Though  thee  the  primal  incense  hail. 
Though  thee  invoke  the  early  vow ; 

Glad  purple  fan  thee  with  her  gale. 
To  thee  each  honour  awful  bow :    • 

It  more  bespoke  thy  ffracious  nod, 
As  blessing  more  the  Latian  town, 

To  see  thy  month  bring  back  a  god, 
Who  could  the  wish  of  nations  crown. 

IX.      TO   QUINTUB. 

Hylas,  the  blear-eyed,  lately  offered  to  pay  you  three  quar» 
tern  of  his  debt ;  now  that  he  has  lost  one  eye  he  offers  you 
half  Hasten  to  ti^e  it ;  the  opportunity  for  getting  it  may 
Boon  pasS)  for  if  Hylas  should  become  blind,  he  will  pay  you 
nothing. 

l>nne  ounces  blear-e/d  Hylas  would  have  paid; 
Now  dusk  he  tendm  half  thy  debt  delay'a : 

1  See  B.  vi.  Ep.  85. 
3a 


SM  mabtull'b 

Take  his  next  offer :  gain's  occasion  's  short : 
If  he  proTe  blind,  thou  wilt  have  nothing  fort. 

Fletcher, 
X.      OK  BASSUS. 

BassttS  has  bought  a  cloak  for  ten  thousand  sesterces ;  a 
Tjrrian  one  of  the  very  best  colour.  He  has  made  a  good  Imut- 
gain.  "  Is  it  then,'*  you  ask,  "so  very  cheap  P  "  Yes ;  for  he 
will  not  pay  for  it. 

His  lordship  bought  his  last  gay  birth-day  dress. 
And  gay  it  was,  n>r  fourscore  pound,  or  less. 
Is  he  so  eood  at  buying  cheap  P  you  say — 
Extremely  good :  for  he  does  neyer  pay.  Hojf. 

Gay  Bassus  for  ten  thousand  bought 

A  Tyrian  robe  of  rich  array, 
And  was  a  gainer.    How  P    Be  taught : 

The  pnu&nt  Bassus  did  not  pay. 

Weetmmster  Meview,  Apr.  18dd. 

XI.      TO   BOMITXAK. 

The  Shine  now  knows  that  you  have  airived  in  your 
own  city ;  for  he  too  hears  the  acclamations  of  your  people. 
Even  the  Sarmatian  tribes,  and  the  Danube,  and  the  GetsB. 
have  been  startled  by  the  loudness  of  our  recent  exultations. 
While  the  prolonged  expressions  of  joy  in  the  sacred  circus 
greeted  you,  no  one  perceived  that  the  horses  had  started 
and  run  four  times.  No  ruler,  Cssar,  has  £ome  ever  so 
loved  before,  and  she  could  not  love  you  more,  even  were  she 
to  desire  it. 

That  Ciesar's  come  to  Rome  the  Rhine  does  know, 
So  far,  80  fast»  the  people's  voices  go ; 
Their  iterated  shouts  tne  Scythians  fiiffht, 
All  nations,  whom  their  joy  does  not  delight. 
While  in  the  cirque  their  Salve's  welcome  thee, 
The  races  they  regard  not,  though  they  see. 
No  prince,  thyself,  was  e'er  so  loVd  before ; 
Rome,  if  she  would,  she  could  not  love  thee  more. 

Anon.  1695. 

XII.      TO  PBISCUS. 

Do  you  ask  why  I  am  unveilling  to  marry  a  rich  wife  P  It 
is  because  I  am  unwilling  to  be  taken  to  husband  by  my  wife. 
Hie  mistress  of  the  house  should  be  subordinate  to  her  bus- 


BOOK  Tin.]  XPI0BAM8.  855 

band,  for  in  no  other  way,  Priscus,  will  the  wife  and  husband 
be  on  an  equality. 

Dost  ask  vhy  I'd  not  marry  a  rich  wife  ? 

I  'U  not  be  subject  in  that  double  strife. 

Let  matrdhs  to  their  heads  inferior  be, 

Else  man  and  wife  have  no  equality.  Fkteher, 

"Why  a  rich  bride  I  would  not  choose 

To  lead  home,  do  you  ask  ? 
Why  truly  an  uxorious  noose 

Is  no  such  pleasant  task ! 

Oh,  Edward,  let  the  husband  be 

Superior  to  the  wife. 
As  otherwise  they  *11  disa^ee 

And  live  in  endless  strife.         Rev,  Mr,  ScoU^  1773. 

xni.    TO  OABauiiAinTs. 

I  bought  what  you  called  a  fool  for  twenty  thousand  Bes- 
terces.  Eetum  me  my  money,  GbrgUianus;  he  is  no  fool 
at  all. 

I  bought  him  'cause  you  said  a  fool  he'd  bee : 
Pay  back  my  money ;  hee's  too  wise  for  mee. 

Old  MS.  im  Cknt. 

XIT.      TO   A  FSIEITD. 

GPhal  your  tender  Cilician  fruit  trees  may  not  suffer  from 
frost,  and  that  too  keen  a  blast  may  not  nip  your  young 
plants,  ^lass  frame-works,  opposed  to  the  wintry  south  winds, 
admit  the  sunshine  and  pure  light  of  day  without  any  detri- 
mental admixture.  But  to  me  a  cell  is  assiffned  with  un- 
glazed  windows,  in  which  not  even  Boreas  himself  would 
Bke  to  dwell.  Is  it  thus,  cruel  man,  that  you  would  have 
your  old  friend  live  ?  I  should  be  better  sheltered  as  the  com- 
panion of  your  trees. 

Tour  oranges  and  myrtles,  with  what  cost, 

Tou  guard  against  the  nipping  winds  and  frost ! 

The  absent  sun  the  constant  stoves  repair : 

Windows  admit  his  beams  without  the  air. 

My  garret  too  hath  windows,  but  not  glasses ; 

Where  Boreas  never  stays,  but  often  passes. 

For  shame !  to  let  an  old  acquaintance  freeze  I 

I  had  much  better  live  amongst  your  trees.  Hay, 

2  A  2 


356  KABTIiX'i 


XT.      TO   DOMITIAV. 


While  the  newly-acquired  glory  of  the  Pannonian  campaign 
is  the  universal  theme  of  conversation,  and  while  every  altar 
is  offering  propitious  sacrifices  to  our  Jupiter  on  hi^  return, 
the  people,  the  grateful  knights,  the  senate,  offer  incense ;  and 
largesses  from  you  for  the  third  time  enrich  the  Boman  tribes. 
These  modest  triumphs,  too.  Home  will  celebrate ;  nor  will 
your  laurels  gained  in  peace  be  less  glorious  than  your  former 
triumphs  in  war,  inasmuch  as  you  feel  assured  of  the  sacred 
affection  of  your  people.  It  is  a  prince's  greatest  virtue  to 
know  his  own  subjects. 

While  the  Pannonian  war  new  glory  sends, 

And  ev'ry  altar  coming  Jove  attends ; 

The  people,  knights,  and  fathers,  blend  the  song ; 

And  the  third  boons  enrich  the  Latian  throng. 

Rome  shall  thy  modest  triumphs  mad  express : 

Nor  shall  the  laurel  of  thy  peace  be  less. 

What  joy,  from  piety  combm*d,  must  flow ! 

A  prince  s  honour  is  his  own  to  know.  Elphiruion^ 

XYI.      TO    CIPEBITB. 

You,  Gyperus,  who  were  long  a  baker,  now  plead  causeSy  and 
are  seeking  to  gain  two  hundred  thousand  sesterces.  But  you 
squander  what  you  get,  and  even  go  so  far  as  to  borrow  more. 
You  have  not  quitted  your  former  profession,  Gyperus :  you 
make  both  bread  and  flour. 

Long  you  bak'd,  and  no  one  wonder*d : 

Now  you  plead,  and  ask  two  hundred. 

Still  you  waste,  and  still  you  boirow ; 

That,  Gyperus,  proves  our  sorrow. 

Baker  stul,  though  somewhat  musty, 

Bread  you  make,  and  still  are  dusty.      £lpki$uUm, 

rvn.    TO  sEXTirs. 

.  I  pleaded  your  cause,  Sextus ;  having  agreed  to  do  so  for 
two  thousand  sesterces.  How  is  it  that  you  have  sent  me 
only  a  thousand  ?  *'  You  said  nothing,*'  you  tell  me ;  "  and 
the  cause  was  h/st  through  you."  You  ought  to  give  me  so 
much  the  more,  Sextus,  as  I  had  to  blush  for  you. 

You  said,  t^  guineas  when  your  cause  was  done : 
What  .^  do  you  think  to  fobb  me  off  with  one  P 


V 


BOOK  ym.J  xpiosAMS.  857 

Now  you  pretend  that  I  could  nothing  say. 

The  more  you  owe,  my  blushes  to  repay.         Hay, 

Xyill.      TO   CIBHTIUB. 

If,  ChriniuB,  you  were  to  publish  your  epigrams,  jrou  might 
be  mj  equal,  or  eyen  my  superior,  in  the  estimation  of  the 
reading  public;  but  such  is  the  respect  you  entertain  for 
your  old  friend,  that  his  reputation  is  dearer  to  you  than  your 
own.  Just  so  did  Virgil  abstain  from  the  style  of  the  Cala- 
brian  Horace,  although  he  was  well  able  to  excel  even  the 
odes  of  Pindar,  and  so  too  did  he  resign  to  Yarius  the  praise 
of  the  Koman  buskin,  although  he  could  have  declaimea  with 
more  tragic  power.  Gold,  and  wealth,  and  estates,  many  a 
friend  will  bestow ;  one  who  consents  to  yield  the  palm  in 
genius,  is  rare. 

So  smooth  your  numbers,  Mend,  your  verse  so  sweet, 

So  sharp  the  jest,  and  yet  the  tone  so  neat, 

That  with  her  Martial  Home  would  place  Cirine,  ^ 

Rome  would  prefer  your  sense  and  thought  to  mine. 

Yet  modest  you  decline  the  public  stage, 

To  fix  your  friend  alone  amid  th*  applauding  age. 

So  Maro  did ;  the  mighty  Maro  sings 

In  vast  heroic  notes  of  vast  heroic  things, 

And  leaves  the  ode  to  dance  upon  his  Flaccus'  strings. 

He  8Com*d  to  daunt  the  dear  Horatian  lyre, 

Though  his  brave  genius  flash'd  Pindaric  fire, 

And  at  his  will  could  silence  all  the  lyric  quire. 

So  to  his  Varius  he  resign'd  the  praise 

Of  the  proud  buskin  and  the  tragic  bays, 

When  he  could  thunder  with  a  loftier  vein. 

And  sing  of  gods  and  heroes  in  a  bolder  strain. 

A  handsome  treat,  a  piece  of  gold,  or  so, 
And  compliments,  will  every  friend  bestow : 
Rarely  a  Virgil,  a  Cirine  we  meet. 
Who  lays  his  laurels  at  inferior  feet, 
And  yields  the  tenderest  point  of  honour,  wit. 

Dr,  Waits,  Hora  Lyriem. 

In  epigram  so  happy  is  your  strain. 

You  might  be  read,  and  I  might  write  in  vain : 

But  your  regard  to  friendship  so  sincere, 

Your  own  applause,  than  mine,  you  hold  less  dear. 

So  Maro  left  to  Flaccus  Pindar's  flight, 

Able  himself  to  soar  a  nobler  height : 


858  tf  ASTIAL*i 

And,  wann'd  with  a  superior  tragic  rage, 

To  Variufl  gave  the  honour  of  the  stage. 

Friends  oft  to  friends  in  other  points  submit ; 

Few  yield  the  glory  of  the  field  in  wit.  .Hoy. 

ZIX.      OK   OINKA. 

Cinna  wishes  to  seem  poor,  and  is  poor. 

Cinna  does  always  act  the  poor  man's  part, 

And  is  nott  wortn  a  groat.    What  needes  such  art  P 

Old  MS.  16tA  Cemi. 

Hal  savs  he 's  poor,  in  hopes  you  '11  say  he 's  not ; 
But  take  his  word  for 't ;  Ual 's  not  worth  a  ^oat 

Rev.  M.  Orave$, 

XI.      TO   VABUB. 

Though  you  write  two  hundred  verses  every  day,  Varus, 
you  recite  nothing  in  public.  You  are  unwise,  and  jet  you 
are  wise. 

Each  day  you  make  two  hundred  verses,  sott, 
But  none  recite :  you  're  wise,  and  you  are  nott. 

Old  MS.  leth  Cent. 

You  mak  e  two  hundred  verses  in  a  trice ; 

But  publish  none : — ^The  man  is  mad  and  wise.      Hay. 

XXI.      TO   THE   MOBNIVO   STAB. 

Phosphorus  (Morning  Star),  brin^  back  the  day ;  why  doet 
thou  delay  our  joys  ?  When  Caesar  is  about  to  return.  Phos- 
phorus, bring  back  the  day.  Borne  implores  thee.  Is  it  that 
the  sluggish  wain  of  the  tame  Bootes  is  carrying  thee,  that 
thou  comest  with  axle  so  slow  ?  Thou  shouldst  rather  snatch 
Gyllarus  from  Leda's  twins ;  Castor  himself  would  to-day  lend 
thee  his  horse.  Why  dost  thou  detain  the  impatient  Titan  ? 
Already  Xanthus  and  ^thon  long  for  the  bit,  and  the  benign 
parent  of  Memnon  is  up  and  ready.  Yet  the  lingering  stars 
refuse  to  retreat  before  the  shining  light,  and  the  moon  is 
eager  to  behold  the  Ausonian  ruler.  Come,  Cfesar,  even 
though  it  be  night :  although  the  stars  stand  still,  day  will 
not  be  absent  from  thy  people  when  thou  comest. 

Phosphor,  bring  light ;  why  dost  our  joys  delay  ? 
Ceesar  's  to  come ;  Fhosphor,  bring  on  the  day. 
Rome  begs  it.    Art  drawn  in  Bootes'  team. 
Thou  mov'st  so  slowly  with  a  lazy  beam  ? 


BOOK  Yin.]  XF1GKAM8.  86d 

Castor  will  not  refase  that  thou  should'st  mount 
His  swift-foot  CyUaros  on  this  account. 
Impatient  Titan  why  dost  thou  detain  ? 
Xanthus  and  jEthon  both  desire  the  rein ; 
Aurora  waits ;  yet  lingering  stars  there  be. 
As  if  the  moon  th*  Ausonian  king  would  see ! 
Come,  Ceesar,  though  in  night  let  stars  delay : 
When  thou  art  here,  we  shall  not  want  a  day. 

AwM.  1695. 

Zni.      TO   GALLIOUS. 

Tou  invite  me,  Qtdlicus,  to  partake  of  a  wild  boar ;  you 
place  before  me  a  home-fed  pig.  I  am  a  hybrid,  GaUicus,  if 
you  can  deceive  me. 

Tou  bid  to  a  boar,  and  you  treat  with  a  hog. 
Tou  make  us  both  mongrels,  if  thus  you're  a  dog. 

Elphifutotu 

XXm.      TO   BU8TI0TJS. 

I  seem  to  you  cruel  and  too  much  addicted  to  gluttony, 
when  I  beat  my  cook  for  sending  up  a  bad  dinner.  If  that 
appears  to  you  too  trifling  a  cause,  say  for  what  cause  you 
would  have  a  cook  flogged  r 

On  me  as  steme  and  gluttonous  you  looke, 
'Cause  for  my  supper  spoyl'd  I  beate  my  cooke : 
If  this  fault  you  think  slight,  nor  worth  a  blow, 
For  what  else  should  a  cooke  be  beaten  P    Show. 

Old  MS.  16^  Cent. 

xxrv.  TO  DOMiTuir. 

K  I  chance  in  my  timid  and  slender  book  to  make  any 
request  of  thee,  grant  it,  unless  my  pages  are  too  presum]^ 
tuouB.  Or,  if  thou  dost  not  grant  it,  Cesar,  still  permit  it 
to  be  made ;  Jupiter  is  never  offended  by  incense  and  prayers. 
It  is  not  he  woo  fashions  divine  images  in  gold  or  marble, 
that  makes  them  gods,  but  he  who  offers  supplications  to 
them. 

If  I  in  fear  chance  to  petition  thee. 

If  I  'm  not  impudent,  vouchsafe  it  me. 

If  thou  It  not  grant,  deign  to  be  ask'd  in  love, 

Incense  and  prayers  ne'er  offended  Jove. 

**  He  that  an  image  frames  in  gold  or  stone 

Makes  not  a  god ;  he  that  kneels,  makes  it  one." 

Fletcher. 


800  KABTIAL*B 

XXT.     TO  OPPIAKUB. 

You  have  seen  me  very  ill,  Oppianus,  only  once :  I  shaL 
often  Bee  you  bo.^ 

You  saw  me  ill  one  day,  you  tell, 
Oppian.     I  neyer  see  you  welL        Anon, 

XXYI.    to  domitiaw. 

The  huntsman  on  the  banks  of  the  Ganges,  looking  pale 
as  he  fled  on  his  Hyrcanian  steed,  never  stood  in  fear,  amid 
the  Eastern  fields,  of  so  many  tigers  as  thy  Bome,  0  Grer- 
manicus,  has  lately  beheld.  She  could  not  even  count  the 
objects  of  her  delight.  Your  arena,  Csesar,  has  surpassed 
the  triumphs  of  Bacchus  among  the  Indians,  and  the  wealth 
and  magnificence  of  the  conquering  deity;  for  Bacchus,  when 
he  led  the  Indians  captive  ai'ter  his  chariot,  was  content  with 
a  single  pair  of  tigers. 

On  Ganges'  banks,  who  spoils  the  wood  or  mead* 

And  paly  flies  on  the  Hyrcanian  steed. 

Ne'er  saw,  Germanic,  as  thy  Rome,  such  sights : 

Nor  can  she  number  all  her  new  delights. 

llie  Erythrean  triumphs  yield  to  thine ; 

The  pow'r  terrestrial  and  the  wealth  divine ; 

For,  when  the  car  the  captive  Indians  trod, 

A  brace  of  tigers  drew  the  viotor-god.  JSlphwutatu 

XZYII.   TO   OAUKUB. 

He  who  makes  presents  to  you,  Q-aurus,  rich  and  old  as 
you  are,  says  plainly,  if  you  have  but  sense  and  can  under- 
stand him,  "Die!" 

Gaurus,  he  that  doth  gifts  bestow 

On  thee,  both  rich  and  old, 
If  thou  art  wise  thou  needs  must  know 

He'd  have  thee  dead  and  cold.  Fletcher* 

Who  gives  vou  gifts,  being  rich  and  old,  doth  cr)', 
Oaurufl,  to  tnee  I  give  these  gifts  to  die.  Wr^fht, 

You  *re  rich  and  old ;  to  you  they  presents  send : 
Don't  you  perceive  they  bid  you  die,  my  Mend  P    Say. 

XXTIII.     TO  A  TOGA,   GITBW   HIM  BY   PAETHEN1TJ8. 

Say,  toga,  rich  present  from  my  eloquent  fiiend,  of  what 
flock  wert  thou  the  ornament  and  the  glory  ?    Did  the  grass 

*  See  B.  yU.  Ep.  4.    I  shall  see  you  often  looking  pale. 


BOOK  Tin.]  SPiaSAMB.  861 

of  Apulia  and  Ledsan  Fhalantus  ^  spring  up  for  thee,  where 
GkJsBBUs  irrigates  the  fields  with  waters  from  Calabria  ?  Or 
did  the  Tartessian  Guadalquivir,  the  nourisher  of  the  Iberian 
fold,  wash  thee,  when  on  the  back  of  a  lamb  of  Hesperia  ? 
Or  has  thy  wool  counted  the  mouths  of  the  divided  Timavus,^ 
of  which  the  affectionate  Cjllarus,  now  numbered  with  the 
stars,  once  drank?  Thee  it  neither  befitted  to  be  stained 
with  Amycleean  dye,  nor  was  Miletus  worthy  to  receive  thy 
fleece.  Thou  surpassest  in  whiteness  the  lily,  the  budding 
flower  of  the  privet,  and  the  ivory  which  glistens  on  the  hill 
of  Tivoli.'  The  swan  of  Sparta  and  the  doves  of  Paphos  must 

S'eld  to  thee ;  and  even  the  pearl  fished  from  the  Indian  seas, 
ut  though  this  be  a  present  that  vies  with  new-bom  snows, 
it  is  not  more  pure  than  its  giver  Parthenius.  I  would  not 
prefer  to  it  the  embroidered  stuffs  of  proud  Babylon,  de- 
corated with  the  needle  of  Semiramis ;  1  should  not  admire 
myself  more  if  dressed  in  the  golden  robe  of  Athamas,  could 
Phrixus  give  me  his  ^olian  fleece.^  But  oh  what  laughter 
will  my  worn-out  ragged  cloak  excite,  when  seen  in  company 
with  this  regal  toga ! 

SaVi  grateful  sift  of  mine  ingenious  friend, 
what  happy  nock  shall  to  Uiy  fleece  pretend  ? 
For  thee  did  herb  of  fam'd  Fhalantus  blow, 
Where  glad  Oalesus  bids  his  waters  flow  ? 
Or  did  Tartessian  Bietis  also  lave 
Thy  matchless  woof,  in  his  Hesperian  wave  ? 
Did  thy  wool  number  streamlets  more  than  seveiii 
Of  him  who  slak'd  the  warrior-horse  of  heaven  ? 
Amyds's  bane  ne'er  harrow'd  up  thy  hair : 
Miletus  never  boasted  fleece  so  fair. 
To  thee  the  lily  fades,  the  privet 's  pale ; 
And  all  the  blanching  pow'rs  of  Tibur  fail. 
The  Spartan  swan  the  raphian  doves  deplore, 
The  pearls  their  hue  on  Erythrean  shore. 

*  The  pastures  of  Tarentum,  laid  out  by  Phalanthus  the  Lacedaemoniaa, 
who  was  descended  from  Leda.    See  B.  v.  Ep.  37. 

'  A  rirer  of  the  north  of  Italy,  running  into  the  Adriatic,  at  which 
Cyllams,  Castor's  horse,  drank,  when  he  passed  the  mouth  of  it,  as  it  is 
said,  among  the  Argonauts. 

'  The  ivory  in  the  temple  of  Hercules  is  probably  meant.  Comp. 
B.  iv.  Ep.  62. 

^  The  golden  fleece  of  Phrixus  the  son  of  Athamas  and  grandson  ol  * 
^olns. 


862  lCABTIiLL*B 

But,  though  the  boon  leaye  new-fall'n  uiowb  behind. 

It  is  not  fairer  than  the  donor's  mind. 

A  Babylonish  vest  I  'd  ne'er  pursue, 

A  vest  the  Semiramian  pencil  drew  $ 

Old  Athamas's  gold  I M  proudly  mock, 

Would  Phrixus  give  me  an  ^olian  flock. 

Yet  oh !  what  laughter  will  the  contrast  crown ! 

My  threadbare  cloak  upon  th'  imperia  gown ! 

£lpkinstan, 

XXIX.     Oir   DI8TICH8. 

He  who  writes  distichs,  wishes,  I  suppose,  to  please  bj 
brevity.  But,  tell  me,  of  what  avail  is  their  brevity,  when 
there  is  a  whole  book  full  of  them  ? 

Who  distichs  writes  to  brevity  does  look: 

But  where 's  the  brevity,  if 't  fills  a  book.    Anon,  1095. 

You  hope  in  distichs  brevity  may  please : 

A  book  of  distichs  gives  us  no  great  ease.    Hay. 

XXX.     OK  THE   8PE0TAGLE   OF   SCJEYOUL^   BUSKIKe 

HIS   HAND. 

The  spectacle  which  is  now  presented  to  us  on  Gasar'a 
arena,  was  the  great  glory  of  the  days  of  Brutus.     See  hor 
bravely  the  hand  bears  the  flames.     It  even  enjoys  the 

Eunishment,  and  reigns  in  the  astonished  fire !  Soevola 
imself  appears  as  a  spectator  of  his  own  act,  and  applauds 
the  noble  destruction  of  his  right  hand,  which  seems  to 
luxuriate  in  the  sacrificial  fire ;  and  imless  the  means  of 
sufi*ering  had  been  taken  away  from  it  against  its  will,  the 
left  hand  was  still  more  boldly  preparing  to  meet  the  van- 
quished fiames.  I  am  unwilling,  after  so  glorious  an  action, 
to  inquire  what  he  had  done  before ;  it  is  sufficient  for  me  to 
have  witnessed  the  fate  of  his  hand. 

He  who  cheife  glory  was  of  Brutus'  age, 
Is  now  become  the  sport  of  Cesar's  staj^ : 
See  how  he  grasps  the  flames,  enjovs  his  paynes, 
How  in  th'  astonish'd  fire  his  bold  hand  reignes ! 
His  own  spectator,  unconcem'd,  doth  stand! 
Loves,  ana  e'en  feeds  o'  th'  sacrifice  of 's  hand ! 
So  much  that  (if  not  ravish'd  from 't)  he'd  tyre 
With  his  more  bold  left  hand  the  wearyM  fyre. 

^  A  malefactor  was  compelled  to  act  the  part  of  Scaevola,  as  othtrs  had 
'been  obliged  to  act  those  of  Prometheus,  Dasdalus,  Orpheus,  and  tthers. 
See  Spectac.  Ep.  7,  8,  21 


BOOK  Till.]  XFIGBA1£S.  86ft 

No  matter  "what  tliiB  hand's  forfeit  has  beene, 
Enough  to  me  this  gallant  act  t*  have  seen. 

Old  M8.  \Uh  Cmt. 

XZXI.     TO  DXNTO. 

You  make  a  pretty  confession  about  yourself,  Dento, 
when,  after  taking  a  wife,  you  petition  for  the  rights  of  a 
father  of  three  children.'  But  cease  to  importune  the  em- 
peror, and  return,  though  a  little  behind  time,  to  your  own 
couniary ;  for,  after  so  long  seeking  three  children  far  away 
from  your  deserted  wife,  you  will  find  four  at  home. 

Thou  knoVst  not,  Dento,  what  thou  dost  give  leave 
To  men  pleasantly  of  thee  to  conceive : 
Who  begg'st  that  grace,  as  soon  as  thou  art  wed, 
Which  should  be  giv'n  thee  from  the  marriage-bed. 
But  with  requests  to  tire  the  prince  forbear, 
And  to  thy  long-left  wife  and  nome  repair ; 
Who,  while  at  Kome  thou'rt  suing  on  the  score 
Of  having  three  sons,  will  have  brought  thee  four. 

Arum,  1695. 

XXm.    ON  THS   DOTS   OF  ABETULLA,   WHOSE   BBOTHEB 

WAS  XXILBD  TO   SABDIKIA. 

A  gentle  dove,  gliding  down  through  the  silent  air,  settled 
in  the  yery  lap  of  Aretulla  as  she  was  sitting.  This  might 
have  seemed  the  mere  sport  of  chance,  had  it  not  rested 
there,  although  undetained,  and  refused  to  depart,  even  when 
the  liberty  of  flight  was  granted  it.  If  it  is  permitted  to  the 
affectionate  sister  to  hope  for  better  things,  and  if  prayers 
can  avail  to  move  the  lord  of  the  world,  this  bird  is  perhaps 
come  to  thee  from  the  dwelling  of  the  exile  in  Saroinia,  to 
announce  the  speedy  return  of  thy  brother. 

A  dove  soft  glided  through  the  air. 

On  Aretulla's  bosom  bare. 

This  might  seem  chance,  did  she  not  stay, 

Nor  would  permissive  wing  her  way. 

But»  if  a  pious  sister's  vows 

The  master  of  mankind  allows ; 

This  envoy  of  Sardoan  skies, 

From  the  returning  exile  flies.        ElphvHtoiL 

>  See  B.  ii.  Ep.  91,  92. 


864  KABTLUi^ft 

ZXUII.      TO  PAULUS,  OK  BEOXIYOTG    FBOIC    HDC  A   CUP   OP 

TEBY  THIK  METAL. 

You  send  me,  Faulus,  a  leaf  from  a  Prsetor's  crown,  and 
give  it  the  name  of  a  wine-cup.     Some  toy  of  the  stage  has 
perhaps  recently  been  coyered  with  this  thin  substance,  and 
a  dash  of  pale  saffron-water  washed  it  off.     Or  is  it  rather 
a  piece  of  gilding  scraped  off  (as  I  think  it  may  be)  by  the 
nail  of  a  cunning  servant  from  the  leg  of  your  couch  ?   Why, 
it  is  moved  by  a  gnat  flying  at  a  distance,  and  is  shaken  by 
the  wing  of  the  tiniest  butterfly.    The  flame  of  the  smallest 
lamp  makes  it  flit  about,  and  it  would  be  broken  by  the 
least  quantity  of  wine  poured  into  it.   With  some  such  crust 
as  this  the  date  is  covered,  which  the  ill-dressed  client  carries 
to  his  patron,  with  a  small  piece  of  money,  on  the  first  of 
January.  The  bean  of  Egypt  produces  filaments  less  flexible ; 
and  lilies,  which  fall  before  an  excessive  sun,  are  more  sub- 
stantial.   The  wandering  spider  does  not  disport  upon  a  web 
so  fine,  nor  does  the  hanging  silk-worm  produce  a  work  so 
slight.     The  chalk  lies  thicker  on  the  face  of  old  Fabulla ; 
the  bubble  swells  thicker  on  the  agitated  wave.    The  net 
which  enfolds  a  ^irFs  twisted   hair  is  stronger,  and  the 
Batavian  foam  which  changes  the  colour  of  Boman  locks  is 
thicker.     With  skin  such  as  this  the  chick  in  the  Lediean 
egg  is  clothed : .  such  are  the  patches  which  repose  upon 
the  senator's  forehead.     Why  did  you  send  me  a  wine-cup, 
when  you  might  have  sent  me  a  small  ladle,  or  a  spoon  even? 
But  I  speak  too  grandly ;  when  you  might  have  sent  me  a 
snail-shell ;    or  in  a  word,  when  you  might  have  sent  me 
nothing  at  all,  Paulus  P 

As  thinn  as  March-pa}*ne  flaggs  you  sent  mee,  Paul, 
A  cupp,  which  you  a  gobblett  needs  must  call : 
With  such  thinn  stuff  gilt  pageants  wee  o'erlay, 
Which  saffiron  water  washes  streight  away : 
Such  plate  as  your  light-finger'd  paffe  wiui's  nayles 
Scrapes  from  your  bed-poast  when  his  money  fayles. 
So  thinn  'tis,  that  a  gnatt's  wing  passing  by, 
Shakes  it  at  distance,  or  least  butterfly. 
With  candle*s  smoak  it  takes  a  doubtful  flight, 
Least  drop  of  wine  infu8*d  dissolves  it  quite. 
With  such  are  nutmeggs  ffilt,  that  downes  present 
At  Christmas  to  their  knolords  with  their  rent. 


BOOK  yni.]  spiGBAMs.  865 

Greene  beane-stocks  piii'd  so  thin  a  leafe  can't  runn, 
Nor  lilly*6  leayes  that  fall  with  too  much  sunn. 
From  busie  spider's  loome  no  such  small  thred, 
Or  pendulous  silkworme*8  womb,  is  borrowed. 
The.  troubled  water's  bubble  is  more  thick, 
Or  paint  which  on  Fabulla's  cheek  doth  stick ; 
A  stronger  caule  keeps  in  her  curled  hayre, 
And  thickei  lather  makes  her  tresses  fayre : 
Her  half-moon'd  beauty-spots  are  nott  so  thinn  ; 
Chickins  T  th'  egg  are  cloath*d  with  such  a  skinn. 
Why  then  a  gobiett  ?  when  you  might  have  sent 
A  ladle,  or  as  well  a  spoon  present  ? 
I  speake  too  bigg — might  it  a  thimble  call  ? 
Nay,  when  you  needed  not  have  sent  at  all  ? 

Old  MS,  im  Cent. 

XXXiy.     TO   A   B0A8TEB. 

You  say  that  you  have  a  piece  of  {>late  which  is  an  original 
work  of  Mys.  That  rather  is  an  original,  in  the  making  of 
which  you  had  no  hand. 

Thy  cup  thou  as  a  true  antique  dost  show : 

What  tnou'dst  no  hand  in  making,  may  be  so.    Awm. 

XXXy.     TO   A  BAD   OOrPLB. 

Since  you  are  so  well  matched,  and  so  much  alike  in  your 
liyes,  a  very  bad  wife,  and  a  very  bad  husband,  I  wonder 
that  you  do  not  agree. 

When  as  you  are  so  like  in  life, 
A  wicked  husband,  wicked  wife, 
I  wonder  you  should  live  at  strife. 

Old  MS.  \QUi  Cent. 

Both  man  and  wife  as  bad  as  bad  can  be, 

I  wonder  they  no  better  should  agree.        Say, 

Who  says  that  Giles  and  Joan  at  discord  be  ? 

Th*  observing  neighbours  no  such  mood  can  see. 

Indeed  poor  Giles  repents  he  married  ever ; 

But  ^at  his  Joan  doth  too.  And  Giles  would  never 

By  his  free  will  be  in  Joan's  companv ; 

No  more  would  Joan  he  should.    Giles  riseth  early. 

And  having  got  him  out  of  doors,  is  ^lad : 

The  like  is  Joan.   But  turning  home  is  sad, 

And  so  is  Joan.   Oft-times  when  Giles  doth  find 

Harsh  sights  at  home,  Giles  wisheth  he  were  blind ; 


866  mabtial'b 

All  this  doth  Joan.    Or  that  his  long-yeamM  life 

Were  auite  outr-spun ;  the  like  wish  hath  his  wife. 

The  children  that  he  keeps  Giles  swears  are  none 

Of  his  begetting ;  and  so  swears  his  Joan. 

In  all  affections  she  concurreth  still : 

K  now,  with  man  and  wife,  to  will  and  nill 

The  self-same  things,  a  note  of  concord  be, 

I  know  no  couple  better  can  agree.  Ben  Janton, 

XZXYI.     TO   DOMITIAK,   OK   HIS  FALAOE. 

Smile,  Gffisar,  at  the  miraculous  pyramids  of  Egyptian 
kings ;  let  barbarian  Memphis  now  be  silent  conoemmg  her 
eastern  monuments.  How  insignificant  are  the  labours  of 
^gypt  compared  to  the  Parrhasian  palace!^  The  god  of 
day  looks  upon  nothing  in  the  whole  world  more  sptendid. 
Its  seven  towers  seem  to  rise  together  like  seven  mountains ; 
Ossa  was  less  lofty  surmounted  hj  the  Thessalian  Pelion. 
It  so  penetrates  the  heavens,  that  its  pinnacle,  encircled  by 
the  glittering  stars,  is  undisturbed  by  thunder  from  the 
clouds  below,  and  receives  the  rays  of  PhoBbus  before  the 
nether  world  illumined,  and  before  even  Circe'  beholds  the 
face  of  her  rising  father.  Yet  though  this  Palace,  Augustus, 
whose  summit  touches  the  stars,  rivals  heaven,  it  is  not  so 
great  as  its  lord. 

Smile,  Csesar,  at  the  pyramids'  loud  fame ; 
Memphis  no  more  thy  barb'rous  wonders  name ; 
Th'  Egyptian  works  reach  not  the  smallest  part 
Of  the  Parrhasian  court's  majestic  art : 
No  such  illustrious  piece  the  day  does  show ; 
Nor  Sol  in*s  universal  travels  know. 

Seven  vast  pavilions,  like  seven  mountains,  rise, 
Pelion  on  Ossa  scal'd  not  so  the  skies ; 
Thunder  and  clouds  beneath,  th'  aspiring  top 
Enters  the  heairens,  and  'gainst  the  stars  does  knock ; 
The  sun  salutes  it  with  his  earl/st  ray, 
On  highest  hills  'tis  night,  when  here  'tis  day. 
Thy  palace,  'hove  th'  Olympian  though  renown'd, 
Unto  its  lord  is  not  yet  equal  found.  Anon,  1695. 

ZZXYII.     TO   POLTOHAEMUS,  WHO   AEFECTED   LIBEBALITT. 

When  you  have  given  up  to  Gaietanus  his  bond,  do  you 
imagine  that  you  have  made  him  a  present  of  ten  thousand 
^  See  B.  Tii.  Ep.  &5. 
*  The  promontory  of  Circe,  called  the  Daughter  of  the  Sion. 


BOOK  Yni.]  IBFIQBAKB.  £67 

sesterces  P    "  He  owed  me  that  sum,"  you  say.     Keep  the 
bond,  Polycharmus,  and  lend  Caietanus  two  thousand.' 

Because  to  Catch  his  bond  you  rendered  have. 
Think  you  thereby  a  hundred  pound  you  gave  ? 
He  owed  so  much,  you'll  say — your  bond  ne'll  send, 
So  you  '11  the  t'other  forty  shillings  lend. 

Old  MS.  leth  Cent. 

Tou  gave  Jack  up  his  judgment  and  his  bond : 
Have  you  then  ffiven  Jack  a  hundred  pound  ? 
You  say,  he  ow'd  it :  he  will  both  restore, 
Let  him  but  owe  you  for  a  hundred  more.        Hay. 

zzxym.  TO  iceliob,  ok  his  tbibute  to  thb  memobt 

OE   THB   KOTABY   BLiBSUS. 

He  who  makes  presents  with  persevering  attention  to  one 
who  can  make  a  return  for  his  liberality,  is  perhaps  angling 
for  a  legacy,  or  seeking  some  other  return.  But  if  any  one 
persereres  in  giving  to  the  name  which  alone  remains  after 
death  and  the  tomb,  what  does  he  seek  but  a  mitigation  of 
bis  grief?  Tt  makes  a  difference  whether  a  man  is,  or  only 
wishes  to  seem,  good.  Yoii  are  good,  Melior,  and  Fame  knows 
it,  in  that  you  anxiously  prevent  with  solemn  rites  the  name 
of  the  buried  BIsbsus  from  perishing :  and  what  you  profusely 
give  from  your  munificent  coffers  to  the  observant  and  affec- 
tionate company  of  notaries  to  keep  his  natal  day,  you  bestow 
purely  on  BIsbsus'  memory.  This  honour  will  be  paid  you 
for  many  a  year,  as  long  as  your  life  shall  last,  and  will  con- 
tinue to  be  paid  after  your  death. 

With  zealous  seenung  love  who  gives 
To  one  who  feels  the  good,  and  lives. 
May  lay  a  bavte  retumes  ^engage : 
Butt  whose  devotions  to  the  dead 
Doe  persevere,  what  can  we  say 
Hee  seekes,  but  his  greifes  to  allay  ? 
'Tie  better  bee,  than  seeme,  good :  you 
That  good  report  challenge  as  due, 
Who  with  such  strict  solemnity 
Suffer  nott  the  dead's  name  to  dye ; 
But  doe  with  profuse  bounty  pay 
(To  celebrate  your  boy's  biith-day) 
Large  summs  f  his  fellow  pages,  wha 
By  those  remember  him  and  you : 

^  Compare  B.  iz.  Ep..  102. 


868  VJLBTTAL^S 

So  lasting  tributes  while  you  liye, 
And  after  death,  t*  yourself  you  give. 

Old  MS,  16th  OenL 

Presents  to  living  friends  may  have  an  eye 

To  greater  favours,  or  a  legacy. 

Expenses,  lavished  after  their  decease, 

May  be  perhaps  to  give  our  sorrows  ease. 

Perhaps  'tis  vanity :  'tis  not  the  same. 

To  covet  and  to  merit  a  good  name. 

All  know,  each  yearvou  costly  tribute  pay, 

To  celebrate  great  W  illiam's  natal  day : 

All  know,  immortal  is  his  memory. 

Can  you,  then,  fear  his  memory  may  die  ? 

lUuminations,  liquor  to  the  town, 

Add  not  to  his,  but  may  to  your  renown. 

The  tale  mav  now  among  your  neighbours  spread ; 

But  soon  will  die  away,  when  you  are  dead.        Hay. 

XZXn.     TO   DOMITIAK,   OIT  HIS   PALACB. 

There  was  previously  no  place  that  could  accommodate  the 
feasts  and  ambrosial  entertainments  of  the  Palatine  table. 
Here  thou  canst  duly  quaff  the  sacred  nectar,  Germanicus, 
and  drain  cups  mixed  by  the  hand  of  thy  Ghmymede.  May  it 
be  long,  I  pray,  before  thou  becomest  the  guest  of  the 
Thunderer ;  or,  if  thou,  Jupiter,  art  in  haste  to  sit  at  table  with 
Domitian,  come  hither  thyself! 

For  those  that  eat  the  court's  ambrosial  fare. 

Spacious  enough  the  rooms  not  lately  were. 

Tne  structure  now  adds  to  the  wine  a  grace, 

Which  Ganymedes  pour  forth  in  ev'ry  place. 

Rome  does  implore,  Jove's  guest  thou  late  wou'd'st  be ; 

Or,  if  impatient,  that  he  'd  sup  with  thee.    Anon.  1695. 

XL.     TO   PEIAPUS. 

O  Priapus,  guardian,  not  of  a  garden,  nor  of  a  fruitfiil  vine, 
but  of  this  little  grove,  from  which  you  were  made  and  may 
be  made  again,  I  charge  you,  keep  from  it  all  thieyish  bands, 
and  preserve  the  wood  for  its  master's  fire.  If  this  should  fidl 
short,  you  will  find  that  you  yourself  are  but  wood. 

I  care  not  that  the  task  is  thine 
To  tend  the  garden's  generous  vine. 
But  warn  thee  with  a  guardian's  love— 
Priapus,  watch  my  litue  grove : 


BOOK   Till.]  SPIGBAHB.  869 

The  grove  from  whose  parental  shade 
Thou  wast  and  may  again  be  made. 
Bid  ev'ry  pilf  ring  hand  retire : 
Preserve  tne  trees  for  Martial's  fire. 
Fail  but  my  grove,  thyself  must  bum, 
And,  once  a  log,  'mongst  logs  return. 

£,  B,  Greene,  1774. 

XLI.   TO   rArSTINTIB. 

Athenagoras  says  he  is  sorrj  that  he  has  not  sent  me  the 
presents  which  he  usually  sends  in  the  middle  of  Decem- 
ber. I  shall  see,  Paustinus,  whether  Athenagoras  is  sorry ; 
certainly  Athenagoras  has  made  me  sorry. 

You  're  sorry  you  forgot  to  send,  you  say. 
My  usual  present  upon  New-year's  day. 
IVliether  you  sorry  are,  'tis  time  must  show : 
It  certain  is,  that  you  have  made  me  so.        Hay, 

XLH.     TO  MATHO,   OIT  SSKDINO  HIM  A  SPOBTVLA. 

.  If  a  larger  sportula  has  not  attracted  you  to  those  who  are 
more  favoured  by  fortune,  as  is  usually  the  case,  you  may 
take  a  hundred  baths,  Matho,  from  my  sportula.^ 

If  not,  seduc'd  by  higher  bribe, 

Thou  blessest  now  the  blessed  tribe ; 

My  little  sportule  so  sublimes, 

She  bids  thee  bathe  a  hundred  times.    Elphimt(m, 

XLiii.    oir  FABiirs  A^rn  chbxstilla. 

Pabius  buries  his  wives,  Chrestilla  her  husbands;  each 
sliakes  a  funeral  torch  over  the  nuptial  couch.  Unite  these 
conquerors,  Venus,  and  the  result  will  then  be  that  Libitina 
will  carry  them  both  off  together. 

Five  wives  hath  he  dispatch' d,  she  husbands  five : 

By  both  alike  the  undertakers  thrive. 

Venus  assist !  let  them  join  hands  in  troth ! 

One  common  funeral,  then,  would  serve  them  both.   Hay, 

To  the  Hon,  Thomas  Webb  and  Ladj/  Dorothy  his  vi/e,  near 

Portman  Square, 

While  Tom  and  Dolly  many  mates 
Do  carry  off  ('tis  said) 

^  The  sportula  was  a  hundred  quadnmtes,  and  a  quadrans,  equal  t« 
about  half  a  farthing,  was  the  price  of  an  ordinary  hath. 

2  B 


370  KABTLlL'i 

Each  shakes  by  turns  (so  will  the  Fates) 

The  Fun'ral  torch  in  bed. 
Oh  fie,  ma'am,  Venus,  end  this  rout 

Commit  them  to  the  Fleet, 
And  grant  they  may  be  carried  out. 

Both  buried  with  one  sheet 

Sev»  3£r,  Scott^  1773. 

XLIT.     TO  TITULLU8. 

I  admonish  you,  TituUus,  enjoy  life ;  it  is  already  late  to 
do  so ;  it  is  late,  even  to  begin  under  the  schoolmaster.  But 
you,  miserable  Titullus,  are  not  even  enjoying  life  in  your 
old  age,  but  wear  out  every  threshold  with  morning  calls, 
and  aJl  the  forenoon  are  covered  with  perspiration,  and 
slobbered  with  the  kisses  of  the  whole  city.  You  wander 
through  the  three  forums,^  in  face  of  all  the  equestrians,  the 
temple  of  Mars,  and  the  colossus  of  Augustus ;  you  are  run- 
ning about  everywhere  from  the  third  to  the  fifth  hour.* 
Grasp,  accumulate,  spare,  and  hoard  as  you  will,  you  must 
leave  all  behind  you.  Though  the  splendid  coffer  be  pale' 
with  closely  packed  silver  coins,  though  a  hundred  pages  of 
kalends^  be  filled  with  your  debtors'  names,  yet  your  heir 
Mrill  swear  that  you  have  left  nothing,  and,  whilst  you  are  ly- 
ing upon  your  bier  or  on  the  stones,  while  the  pyre  stuffed 
with  papyrus  is  rising  for  you,  he  will  insolently  patronize 
your  weeping  eunuchs ;  and  your  sorrowing  son,  wnether  you 
like  it  or  not,  will  caress  your  favourite  the  very  first  night 
after  your  funeral. 

'Tis  late :  beffin  to  live,  old  gentleman : 

It  would  be  fate,  if  you  at  school  began. 

You  a  long  race  of  misery  have  run ; 

But  have  not  yet  the  race  of  life  begun. 

Your  every  morning  is  in  labour  spent, 

This  man  to  dun,  or  that  to  compliment. 

With  dirty  stockings  you  to  Hall  resort, 

A  well-known  party  now  in  every  court. 

Throuffh  every  quarter  of  the  town  you  range. 

Guild-nail,  die  Bank,  the  Custom-house,  the  *Change. 

Heap,  scrape,  oppress,  use  every  fraudful  art ; 

Oh !  dismal  thought !  your  wealth  and  you  must  part 

>  See  B.  iu.  Ep.  38. 

>  From  sunrise ;  between  nine  and  eleven  of  our  time. 
'  In  allusion  to  the  colour  of  the  silver. 

**  un  the  Kalends,  or  hrst  day  of  the  month,  interest  was  paid. 


BOOK  YIII.]  IFIGBAMS.  371 

Of  cash  and  mortgages  though  nuge  your  store 
Your  graceless  son  will  wonder  'tis  no  more. 
And  when  the  plumes  shall  o'er  yoiir  coffin  wave^ 
And  Sable*s  venal  train  attend  yottr  grave, 
Chief  mourner  he,  and  heir  to  your  embrace. 
Shall  with  your  whore  that  night  supply  your  place. 

Hay 

XLT.     TO   FLACCTJS,   ON  THE   BSTUBN   OF   PBISCUS 

TEBENTITJB. 

Priscus  Terentius,  my  dear  Flaccus,  is  restored  to  me  from 
the  coast  of  Sicily ;  let  a  milk-white  gem  mark  this  day.  Let 
the  contents  of  this  amphora,  diminished  by  the  lapse  of  a 
hundred  consulships,*  flow  forth,  and  let  it  grow  brighter, 
turbid  as  it  now  is,  strained  through  the  purifying  linen.^ 
"When  will  a  night  so  auspicious  cheer  my  board  ?  "When 
will  it  be  mine  to  be  warmed  with  wine  so  fitly  quaffed  ? 
"When  Cytherean  Cyprus  shall  restore  you,  Flaccus,  to  me, 
I  shall  have  equally  good  reason  for  such  indulgence. 

My  Priscus,  lo !  retum'd  from  Etna's  height ! 
The  gem,  that  marks  this  day,  be  purest  white. 
Flow,  fining  cask,  from  out  the  deep  recess : 
The  hundredth  consul  has  just  made  it  less. 
When  shall  with  such  a  joy  mv  table  shine  ? 
When  feel  the  fervours  of  so  fair  a  wine  ? 
When  Cyprus  thee,  my  Flaccus,  shall  restore. 
Wise  luxury  again  shall  have  her  lore.       ElphintUm. 

ILVI.     TO  CESTrs. 

How  great  is  thy  innocent  simplicity,  how  great  the 
childish  beauty  of  thy  form,  youthful  Cestus,  more  chaste 
than  the  young  Hippolytus !  I)iana  might  covet  thy  society, 
and  Doris  desire  to  bathe  with  thee :  Cybele  would  prefer 
to  have  thee  all  to  herself  instead  of  her  Phrygian  Atys. 
Thou  mightest  have  succeeded  to  the  couch  of  Ganymede,  but 
thou,  cruel  boy,  wouldest  have  given  kisses  only  to  thy  lord 
Happy  the  bride  who  shall  move  the  heart  of  so  tender  &. 
husoand,  and  the  damsel  who  shall  first  make  thee  feel  that 
thou  art  a  man  * 

'  Wine  was  supposed  to  duffer  some  diminution  in  balk  from  being 
Kept  long. 
'It  was  considered  also  to  grow  thick,  and  require  straining. 

2  B  2 


872  haktial's 

How  great  'b  thy  virtue,  and  thy  form  how  rare ! 
Theseus'  chaste  son  cannot  with  thee  compare. 
For  all  the  glory  of  her  virgin  name, 
To  bathe*  with  thee,  Diana,  would  not  shame. 
And  whom  mi^ht  Cybele  alone  enjoy, 
She  would  prefer  before  her  Phrygian  boy. 
Ganymede's  place  didst  thou  to  Jove  supply, 
Juno  thou  would'st  redeem  from  iealousy. 
Happy  's  the  maid  shall  thy  soft  breast  inflame, 
And  give  thee  first  a  man's  and  husband's  name. 

Anon.  1695. 

XLTII.     TO   OmS   WHO   ABSAKGED   HIS   BEABD   Uf  THBEB 

BlfFEBEKT  WATS. 

Part  of  your  face  is  clipped,  part  shaven,  part  has  the  bair 
pulled  out.  Who  would  tnink  that  you  have  but  one  head  ? 

Part  of  thy  hair  is  shorn,  part  shaved  to  thee. 

Part  puU'd :  who  11  think  it  but  one  head  to  be?  Fleteher, 

While  your  cheeks  are  part  shav'd,  scrap'd,  and  part 

pluck'd  away, 
Who  the  devil  can  think  you've  but  one  head,  I  pray  ? 

liev.  Mr  SeoU,  llld. 

XLVni.      OK   THE   STOLEK   CLOAK  OP   OBIBPIKVS. 

Crispinus  does  not  know  to  whom  he  gave  his  Tyrian 
mantle,  when  he  changed  his  dress  at  the  bath,  and  put  on 
his  toga.  Whoever  thou  art  that  hast  it,  restore  to  his 
shoulders,  I  pray  thee,  their  honours ;  it  is  not  Crispinus, 
but  his  cloak,  that  makes  this  request.  It  is  not  for  every 
one  to  wear  garments  steeped  in  purple  dye ;  that  colour  is 
suited  only  to  opulence.  If  booty  and  the  vicious  craving 
after  dishonourable  gain  possess  you,  take  the  toga,  for  that 
will  be  less  likely  to  betray  you. 

When  at  the  bath  Crispinus  did  undress. 
To  whom  he  gave  his  robe  he  cannot  guess. 
Restore  the  spoil,  whoever  has  it,  pray. 
Not  this  Crispinus,  but  the  robe,  does  say. 
A  scarlet  gown  is  not  for  all  men's  wear. 
Who  are  not  noble,  this  rich  dye  forbear. 
If  theft  delights  thee,  a  dishonest  prize. 
Avoid  what  will  betray  thee,  if  thou  'rt  wise. 

Awm.  1695. 


BOOK  ym.]  xpiasAHS.  373 

XLIX.     OK  ASPEB. 

Asper  loves  a  damsel;  she  is  handsome  certAinlj,  but 
he  is  olind.  Evidently  then,  such  being  the  case,  Asper  loves 
better  than  he  sees. 

Blind  Asper  loves  a  lass  that  beauteous  is, 
And,  as  it  seems,  he  loves  more  than  he  sees. 

Fletcher, 
L.     TO    O^SAB. 

Great  as  is  reported  to  have  been  the  feast  at  the  triumph 
over  the  giants,  and  glorious  as  was  to  all  the  gods  that 
night  on  which  the  kind  father  sat  at  table  with  the  inferior 
deities,  and  the  Fauns  were  permitted  to  ask  wine  from 
Jove ;  80  grand  are  the  festivals  that  celebrate  thy  victories, 
O  Gffisar;  and  our  joys  enliven  the  gods  themselves.  All 
the  knights,  the  people,  and  the  senate,  feast  with  you,  and 
Some  partakes  of  ambrosial  repasts  with  her  ruler.  Thou 
promisedst  much;  but  how  much  more  hast  thou  given! 
Only  a  sportula  was  promised,  but  thou  hast  set  before  us  a 
splendid  supper. 

As  was  that  ovant  feast,  nieht  swell'd  with  joy. 
After  that  Jove  the  giants  did  destroy, 
And  vulgar  eods,  together  with  the  great, 
Benignly  at  nis  heavenly  table  treat ; 
And  Fauns  and  Satyrs  were  allow'd  to  call 
Freely  for  nectar  i'  th'  Olympian  halL 

Such  was  that  genial  feast,  triumphant  state» 
When  Caraar  did  nis  laurel  consecrate, 
And  gods,  as  well  as  men,  exhilarate. 
Patricians,  people,  knights,  all  Rome,  did  eat 
With  their  great  lord  of  his  ambrosian  meat ; 
Great  things  thou  promis'd,  greater  didst  bestow ; 
Not  for  a  dole,  but  royal  feast  we  owe.        Anon,  1695. 

LI.     ON  A  WnrE'CXTP  EECEIVBD   FBOM  INSTANTIUS  BT7PU8. 

Whose  workmanship  is  displayed  in  this  cup  ?  Is  it  that 
of  the  skilful  Mys,  or  of  Myron  ?  Is  this  the  handiwork  of 
Mentor,  or  thine,  Polycletus?  No  tarnish  blemishes  its 
brightness,  its  unalloyed  metal  is  proof  against  the  fire 
of  the  assayer.  Pure  amber  radiates  a  less  bright  yeUow 
than  its  metal;  and  the  fineness  of  its  chasing  surpasses 
the  carving  on  snowy  ivory.     For  the  work  is  not  inferior 


374  MABTIAL*8 

to  the  material ;  it  surrounds  tbe  cup,  as  the  moon  surrounds 
the  earth,  when  she  shines  at  the  full  with  all  her  light.  Em- 
hossed  on  it  is  a  goat  adorned  with  the  iEolian  fleece  of  the 
Theban  Phriius ; '  a  goat  on  which  his  sister  would  have  pre- 
ferred to  ride ;  a  goat  which  the  Cinyphian  shearer  would 
not  despoil  of  his  hair,  and  which  Bacchus  himself  would  al- 
low^  to  browse  on  his  vine.  On  the  back  of  the  animal  aits  a 
Cupid  fluttering  his  golden  wings ;  and  a  Palladian  flute  made 
of  the  lotus  seems  to  resound  from  his  delicate  lips.  Thus  did 
the  dolphin,  delighted  with  the  Methymnjean  Arion,  convey 
his  melodious  rider  through  the  tranquil  waves.  Let  this 
splendid  gift  be  filled  for  me  with  nectar  worthy  of  it,  not  by 
the  hand  of  a  common  slave,  but  by  that  of  Cestus.  Cestus, 
ornament  of  my  table,  mix  the  Setine  wine ;  the  lovely  boy 
and  the  goat  that  carries  him  both  seem  to  be  thirsty.  Let 
the  letters  in  the  name  of  Instautius  Bufus  determine  the 
number  of  the  cups  that  I  am  to  drink ;  for  he  is  the  donor 
of  this  noble  present.  If  Telethusa  comes  and  proffers 
me  her  promisecl  entertainment,  I  shall  confine  myself,  Bufus, 
for  the  sake  of  my  mistress,  to  the  third  part  of  the  letters  in 
your  name;^  if  she  delays,  I  shall  indulge  in  seven  cups;  if  she 
disappoints  me  altogether,  I  shall,  to  drown  my  vexation, 
drain  as  many  cups  as  there  are  letters  in  both  your  name 
and  hers. 

Wliat  paynes,  what  skill,  did  this  cupp's  forme  command  ? 

Was't  Myos',  Myron's,  or  bold  Mentor's  hand  ? 

Cleare  and  untarnished  no  pale  cloud  it  bears, 

The  metal  no  fyre's  searching  tryall  feares. 

The  yellow  gold  pure  amber  doth  outvie. 

The  embossed  silver  whitest  ivory. 

The  skill  equalls  the  stuff ;  such  orbes  combines 

As  when  the  moone  in  her  full  lustre  shines. 

There  Phryxus'  ^oat  with  's  golden  fleece  doth  swim 

So  lively,  Helle  d  choose  to  ride  on  him ; 

So  trim,  no  hair  a  barber  needes^  and  thou, 

Bacchus,  wouldst  lett  him  browze  on  thy  vine-bough. 

Cupid,  with  golden  wings,  sitting  on  *s  back, 

With  pipe  in 's  pretty  mouth  doth  musick  make : 


1 

s 


Rufus. 


See  Ep.  28.  «  See  B.  vii.  Ep.  95. 

To  five  cups ;  there  being  fifteen  letters  in  the  two  names  Instantius 


BOOK  nil.]  EPIGBAMS.  375 

"With  harp  and  voice  ao  did  Arion  please 

The  dolphin  bearing  him  through  toylsome  seaji. 

With  richest  nectar,  worthy  such  a  cup, 

Nott  by  a  common  hand,  butt  thine,  nil'd  up, 

Oiye't  mee,  deare  Cestus,  lovely  boy ;  meethinks 

Both  goate  and  Cupid  thirst  for  Setian  drinks. 

To  every  letter  of  his  name  who  gave 

Mee  this  so  precious  bowle,  a  round  weell  have. 

If  Telethusa  come,  I  must  reserve 

Myself  for  those  sweet  joyes ;  then  five  shall  serve : 

If  shee  bee  doubtful,  seVn ;  if  shee  fayle  quite, 

To  drown  my  griefes,  I'll  drink  both  names  outright 

Old  MS.  im  Cent. 

LII.      TO   OJEBICTAKTJS. 

Cffidicianus,  I  lent  my  barber  (a  young  man,  but  skilled  in 
his  art  even  beyond  Nero's  Thalamus,  whose  lot  it  was  to  clip 
the  beards  of  the  Drusi)  to  Bufus,  at  his  request,  to  make  his 
cheeks  smooth  for  once.  But,  at  Bufus's  orders,  he  was  so 
long  occupied  in  going  over  the  same  hairs  again  and  again, 
consulting  the  mirror  that  guided  his  hand,  cleaning  the  skin, 
and  making  a  tedious  second  attack  on  the  locks  previously 
shorn,  that  my  barber  at  last  returned  to  me  witn  his  own 
beard  full  grown. 

A  boy,  of  so  consummate  art, 

When  called  to  play  the  barber*s  part. 

As  had  not  for  a  nval  fear'd 

The  trimmer  of  a  Nero's  beard ; 

To  smug  the  cheek  of  Rufus,  once 

I  lent ;  nor  deem'd  myself  a  dunce. 

While  o'er  and  o'er  each  hair  he  gUdes, 

A  faithful  glass  his  fingers  guides ; 

And  now  he  gives  the  skin  to  glow, 

While  far  and  wide  he  draws  ue  mow ; 

Behold  a  wondrous  thing,  and  new ! 

The  shaver's  down  a  harvest  grew.  Elphiruion, 

LIII.      TO   OATULLA. 

Most  beautiful  of  all  women  that  are  or  have  been,  but 

most  worthless  of  all  that  are  or  have  been,  oh!   how  I 

wish,  Catulla,  that  you  could  become  less  beautiful,  or  more 

chaste. 

So  very  fair !  and  yet  so  very  common  t 

Would  you  were  plainer !  or  a  better  woman !     Hay, 


376  mabtial'b 

liv.    to  domitiak. 

Although  you  make  so  many  liberal  donatioiiB,  and  promise 
even  to  exceed  them,  O  conqueror  of  many  leaders,  as  well  as 
conqueror  of  yourself,  you  are  not  loved  of  the  people,  Caesar. 
for  the  sake  of  your  bounties,  but  your  bounties  are  loved  by 
the  people  for  your  sake. 

Though  thou  gives!  great  boons  oft,  and  wilt  give  more, 

O  kii^^  of  kings,  and  thyself  s  conqueror ! 

The  people  love  thee  not  'cause  they  partake 

Thy  olessings ;  but  thy  blessings  for  thy  sake.       Fletcher, 

LV.      TO   DOMITIAW,   ON  HIS   LICK. 

Loud  as  are  the  roarings  heard  through  the  trackless  regions 
of  Massylia,  when  the  forest  is  filled  with  innumerable  raging 
lions,  and  when  the  pale  shepherd  recalls  his  astonieJied 
bulls  and  terrified  flock  to  his  runic  huts,  so  loud  were  ter- 
rific roarings  lately  heard  in  the  Boman  arena.  Who  would  not 
have  thought  they  proceeded  from  a  whole  herd  P  There  was, 
however,  only  one  lion,  but  one  whose  authority  the  lions  them- 
selves would  have  respected  with  trembling,  and  to  whom 
Numidia,  abounding  in  variegated  marble,  would  have  given 
the  palm.  Oh  what  majesty  sat  upon  his  neck,  what  beauty 
did  the  golden  shade  of  his  arched  neck  display  as  it  bristled! 
How  apt  for  large  hunting  spears  was  his  broad  chest,  and 
what  joy  did  he  feel  in  so  iUustrious  a  death !  Whence,  Libya, 
came  so  noble  an  ornament  to  thy  woods  ?  From  the  car  of 
Cybele?  Or,  rather,  did  thy  brother,  Germanicus,  or  thy 
father  himself,  send  down  the  mighty  animal  from  the  con- 
stellation of  Hercules  ?  ^ 

Like  the  amazing  terrors  which  resound 
In  Libyan  pastures,  and  adjoining  ground, 
When  herds  of  lions  rage  in  forests  nigh, 
And  make  the  fiercest  bulls  and  shepherds  Hy 
Home  to  their  holds,  ready  through  fear  to  die : 
Such  was  the  roaring  late  i*  th'  place  of  game ; 
A  troop  of  lions  seem'd  to  make  the  same ; 
It  was  but  one,  but  one  all  else  did  dread. 
And  paid  subjection  to  his  crowned  head. 
Oh,  what  a  horrid  grace  his  neck  did  show ! 
Down  to  his  feet  his  curled  mane  did  flow : 

*  The  constellation  Leo,  which  was  fabled  to  be  the  Nemean  lion  slain 
by  Hercules. 


BOOK  Yin.]  EFIGBAM8.  877 

His  large-Spread  breast  for  largest  s^ars  did  call ; 
Great  yras  the  fear  and  triumph  at  his  fall. 
Like  glory  Libyan  coasts  ne'er  sent  before, 
Nor  Ida  ever  saw  in  all  her  store : 
Was 't  not  the  same  t*  Alcides  gave  renown, 
And  by  thy  father  from  the  stars  sent  down  P 

Anon.  1695. 
LVI.     TO  rLACCua. 

As  the  age  of  our  ancestors  yields  to  our  own,  and  as  Eome 
has  grown  gjreater  with  her  ruler,  you  wonder  that  genius 
like  that  of  the  divine  Virgil  is  nowhere  found  among  us, 
and  that  no  poet  thunders  of  wars  with  so  powerful  a  clfoion. 
IJet  there  be  Msecenases,  Flaccus,  and  there  will  be  no  want 
of  Virgils ;  even  your  own  farm  may  furnish  you  with  a  Maro. 
Tityrus  had  lost  several  acres  in  the  neighbourhood  of  poor 
Cremona,  and  was  sadly  mourning  over  uie  loss  of  his  sheep. 
The  Tuscan  knight  *  smiled  on  him,  repeUed  harsh  poverty 
from  his  door,  and  bade  it  quickly  take  to  flight.  **  Accept," 
said  he,  **  a  portion  of  my  wealth,  and  be  the  greatest  of  bards ; 
nay,  thou  mayst  even  love  my  Alexis."  That  most  beautiful 
of  youths  used  to  stand  at  his  master's  feasts,  pouring  the 
dark  Falemian  with  hand  white  as  marble,  and  to  present  him 
the  cup  iust  sipped  with  his  rosy  Ups ;  Ups  which  might  have 
attracted  the  admiration  of  Jupiter  himself.  The  plump  Ga- 
latea, and  Thestylis,  with  her  ruddy  cheeks  burnt  by  the  har- 
vest sun,  vanished  from  the  memory  of  the  inspired  bard. 
Forthwith  he  sang  of  Italy,  and  "Arms  and  the  man," — he, 
whose  inexperienced  strain  had  scarcely  sufficed  to  lament  a 
gnat.'  Why  need  I  mention  the  Yarii '  and  Marsi,^  and  other 
poets  who  have  been  enriched,  and  to  enumerate  whom  would 
oe  a  long  task  ?  Shall  I,  then,  be  a  Virgil,  if  you  give  me 
such  gifts  as  Miecenas  gave  him  P  I  shall  not  be  Virgil ;  but 
I  shafi  be  a  Marsus.^ 

Since  never  was  an  age  so  happy  yet ; 
So  great  the  nation  or  the  pnnce  so  great ; 
You  wonder  that  no  Addisons  remain, 
No  bard  to  sing  a  fortunate  campaign. 
Let  but  Mcecenas,  Virgil  will,  revive : 
Ev'n  your  own  villa  may  a  Virgil  give. 

1  MsNsenas.    See  Hor.  Sat.  I.  yL  1.     *  Alluding  to  Virgil's  "  Cnlex." 

*  Varius,  who  assisted  Tucca  in  correcting  the  jfineid. 

*  The  epigrammatist;  B.  ii.  Ep.  71,  98. 

*  I  shall  be  enriched,  like  Marsus  the  Epigrammatist  See  B.  ii.  Ep.  71 


378  mabtial's 

Wlien  TityruB  bewail'd  his  flocks  so  dear ; 

And  to  Cremona  farms,  alas !  too  near ; 

Benevolently  smil'd  the  Tuscan  knight, 

And  put  malignant  poverty  to  flight. 

A  poet  be,  and  take  my  purse,  he  said ; 

Ta&e  what  you  like;  take  ev*n  my  favourite  mail: 

Attendant  at  his  board  the  damsel  stands ; 

And  Alls  his  claret  with  her  liljr  hands ; 

Sips  it  with  rosy  lips,  which  might  inspire 

With  wanton  Uioughts  the  virtue  of  a  friar. 

Fat  Galatea  haunts  his  soul  no  more ; 

Nor  Thestylis,  his  sun-burnt  country  whore. 

He,  who  once  humble  themes  pursued,  then  sung 

<-  Arms  and  the  man  whence  Roman  grandeur  sprung.** 

'Twere  endless  to  recount  each  laurel  d  shade 

Rich  and  immortal  by  such  bounty  made. 

I  '11  Virgil  be,  might  I  like  favours  hope : 

No :  'tis  not  Vir^  I  will  be,  but  Pope.  Hay» 

LVTI.      ON   PIOENS. 

PicenB  had  three  teeth,  which  he  coughed  out  all  together 
one  day,  as  he  was  sitting  at  the  place  destined  for  his  tomb, 
lie  collected  in  his  robe  the  last  fragments  of  his  decayed  jaw, 
and  buried  them  under  a  heap  of  earth.  His  heir  need  not 
collect  his  bones  afler  his  death;  Picens  has  already  per- 
formed that  office  for  himself. 

Old  Picens  had  three  teeth  which  from  him  come 

As  he  sat  coughing  hard  over  his  tomb : 

Which  fragments  ne  took  up  into  his  breast, 

Dropp'd  fr^m  his  mouth :  then  laid  his, bones  to  rest 

Lest  that  his  heir  should  not  them  safely  see 

Interr'd,  he  did  himself  the  curtesy.  Fletcher. 

LViri.      TO   ABTEMIDOBTTS. 

Seeing  that  your  cloak,  Artemidorus,  is  so  thick,  I  might 
justly  call  you  Sagaris.^ 

So  vast  thy  cloake,  it  seemeth  to  contayne 

In  *t  all  the  doakes  that  ever  lin'd  Cloake-Lane. 

Old  MS, 

LIX.      OK  A   ONE-ETED   THIEF. 

Do  you  see  this  fellow,  who  has  but  one  eye,  and  under 
whose  scowling  forehead  yawns  a  blind  cavity  for  the  other  ? 
Do  not  despise  that  head ;  none  was  ever  more  acquisitive ; 

^  In  alloBion  to  the  word  9ag%m\y  a  military  cloak. 


BOOK  yni.]  moBAMs.  379 

nor  were  even  the  fingers  of  Autolycus  more  sticky.  Be 
cautious  how  you  make  him  your  guest,  and  watch  him 
closely,  for  on  such  occasions  he  makes  one  eye  do  the  duty 
of  two.  The  anxious  servants  lose  cups  and  spoons;  and 
many  a  napkin  is  warmed  in  the  secret  folds  of  his  dress.  He 
knows  how  to  catch  a  cloak  as  it  falls  from  the  arm  of  a  neigh- 
bour, and  often  leaves  the  table  doubly  clad.  He  even  feels 
no  remorse  in  robbing  the  slumbering  slave  of  his  lighted 
lamp.  If  be  fails  to  lay  hands  on  anything  belonging  to  others, 
he  will  exercise  his  thievish  propensity  on  his  own  servant,  and 
steal  his  slippers  from  him. 

See  you  that  fellow,  with  a  harden'd  front, 

One  eye  with  patch,  and  one  with  knave  upon  't  ? 

Revere  in  him  the  captain  of  the  band 

Once  ruled  by  Wild ;  more  gluey  is  his  hand. 

At  table  with  him  take  care  what  you  do, 

His  eye  will  be  more  watchful  than  your  two. 

He  11  make  the  servants  hunt  for  spoons ;  and  clap 

His  napkin  in  his  breeches,  not  his  lap. 

Whip  up  a  handkerchief,  that 's  fallen  down. 

Or  sup  another  Joseph  on  his  own. 

His  own  portmanteau  carry  off  unseen. 

And  charge  it  on  the  master  of  the  inn.  Hay, 

LX.      TO    CLAUDIA. 

If  you  had  been  shorter  by  a  foot  and  a  half,  Claudia,  you 
would  have  been  about  the  same  height  as  the  colossus  on  the 
Palatine  mount.^ 

At  the  Coloss  imperial  thou  mieht^t  laugh, 

Claudia,  if  shorter  by  a  foot  ana  half.  Elphinston. 

LXI.      TO   8EVEETJ8,   ON   CHABINU8. 

Charinus  is  pale  and  bursting  with  envy;  he  rages,  weeps, and 

IS  looking  for  a  high  branch  on  which  to  hang  himself;  not, 

as  formerly,  because  I  am  repeated  and  read  by  everybody, 

or  because  I  am  circulated  with  elegant  bosses,  and  anointed 

with  oil  of  cedar,  through  all  the  nations  that  Bome  holds  in 

subjection ;  but  because  I  possess  in  the  suburbs  a  summer 

country-house,  and  ride  on  mules  which  are  not,  as  of  old, 

hired.     What  evil  shall  I  imprecate  on  him,  Severus,  for  his 

envy  P    This  is  my  wish :  tnat  he  may  have  mules  and  a 

eountry-house. 

'  Spectac.  Ep.  2. 


880  mabtial's 

Vipers  ne'er  cease  to  gnaw  Carinas'  breast, 
Axiguish  and  grief  his  quiet  to  molest; 
His  envy  itiges  to  that  nigh  degree, 
To  hang  himself  he  only  wants  a  tree. 
Not  'cause  my  book  's  now  richly  gilt  and  boimd, 
Myself  and  verse  through  all  the  world  renown'd : 
But  I  *ve  a  house  near  Home,  and  on  the  score, 
I  'm  drawn  with  mules,  not  hired,  as  heretofore. 

What  shall  I  wish,  th'  envious  to  repay  ? 
I  wish,  on  him  that  Fortune  also  may 
A  fiarm  bestow  near  town,  and  men  may  tell 
That  mules  he  drives,  and  roots  and  herbs  does  selL 

Anon,  1695. 

LITI.      ON  PICENS. 

Ficens  writes  epigrams  upon  the  back  of  his  paper,  and  tlien 
complains  that  the  god  of  poetry  turns  his  back  upon  him. 

He  turns  the  leaf,  to  eke  th*  inscriptive  lay, 
^d  mourns  the  god  has  tum'd  his  face  away. 

£lpkin8Um. 

LXIII.      OK  AULUS. 

Aulus  loves  Thestylus,  and  yet  he  is  not  less  fond  of  Alexis ; 
perhaps  he  is  also  growing  fond  of  my  Hyacinthus.  Gro,  now, 
and  resolve  me  whether  my  friend  Aulus  loves  poets  them- 
selves^  when  he  loves  what  the  poets  hold  dearest. 

On  Thestylus,  nor  on  Alexis  less ; 

Nay,  on  our  Hyacinth  he  dotes  beyond. 
Who  for  the  bards  can  Aulus*  love  express, 

When  of  their  fav'rites  Aulus  proves  so  fond  ? 

Elphuuttm. 

LXIT.      TO   CLTTUS. 

For  the  purpose  of  asking  and  exacting  presents,  Clytus, 
your  birth-day  fells  eight  times  in  one  year ;  and  you  count,  I 
think,  only  three  or  four  fb^t  days  of  months  that  are  not  an- 
niversaries of  your  coming  into  the  world.  Though  your  face 
is  smoother  than  the  polished  stones  of  the  dry  shore ;  though 
your  hair  is  blacker  wian  the  mulberry  ready  to  fall ;  though 
the  soft  delicacy  of  your  flesh  surpasses  the  feathers  of  the 
dove,  or  a  mass  of  milk  just  curdled ;  and  though  your  breast 
is  as  full  as  that  which  a  virgin  reserves  for  her  husband* 
you  already,  Clytus,  seem  to  me  to  be  an  old  man ;  for  who 
would  believe  that  Priam  and  Nestor  had  as  many  birth-days 
as  you  ?    Have  some  sense  of  moderation,  and  let  there  he 


BOOK  yni.]  EPI&RAM8.  881 

some  limit  to  your  rapacity ;  for  if  you  still  cany  on  your 
joke,  and  if  it  is  not  enough  for  you  to  be  bom  once  a 
year,  I  shall  not,  Clytus,  consider  you  bom  at  all. 

More  gifts  more  clearly  still  to  crave, 

Each  yeere  eight  birth-dayes  you  will  have ; 

And  of  twelve  months  scarce  four,  or  three, 

Wherein  you  were  not  bom  there  bee. 

Though  your  downe  chin  be  smoother  far 

Than  on  dry  beach  wome  pebbles  are ; 

More  black  than  mulberrys  your  hayre ; 

Than  feathers  trembling  in  Uie  ayre 

Your  breasts  more  soft,  than  curds  and  creame 

More  swell'd  and  plump,  or  more  than  them 

To  husband's  beda  greene  virgins  bring, 

You  are  an  old  man  in  your  spring. 

For  who'd  believe  Priam,  or  old 

Nestor,  so  many  birth-dayes  told  P 

For  shame,  at  len&:th  your  ereedy  minde 

Stint;  for  if  still  tneise  tricks  we  finde. 

And  once  a  yeere  suffice  not  you, 

We  'U  think  none  of  yoiir  biith-dayes  true. 

Old  MS.  l^th  Cent 

liXY.      TO  DOIHTIAK,   OK  HIS  TEMPLE   OF  FOBTimS   AlTD 

TBIUMPHAIi  ABCH. 

Here,  where  the  temple  dedicated  to  returning  Fortune 
glistens  resplendent  far  and  wide,  was  formerly  a  spot  of 
ground  of  great  celebrity.  Here  Domitian,  graced  with  the 
dust  of  the  Sarmatian^  war,  halted,  his  countenance  radiating 
with  glory.  Here,  with  locks  wreathed  with  bays,  and  in  white 
garb,  Bome  saluted  her  general  with  voice  and  gesture.  The 
great  merits  of  the  spot  are  attested  by  the  other  monuments 
with  which  it  has  been  honoured;  a  sacred  arch  is  there 
erected  in  memory  of  our  triumphs  over  subdued  nations.  Here 
two  chariots  '  number  many  an  elephant  yoked  to  them ;  the 
prince  himself,  cast  in  gold,  guides  alone  the  mighty  team. 
This  gate,  G^rmanicus,  is  worthy  of  thy  triumphs ;  such  an 
entrance  it  is  fit  the  city  of  Mars  should  possess. 

Where  to  returning  Fortune  now  we  build 
Vast  glittering  temples,  lately  was  that  field 
Where,  lovely  in  the  dust  of  warr,  such  grace, 
Such  lustre  shin'd  firom  Cesar's  ruddy  face ; 

^  See  B.  vii.  Ep.  5. 

*  On  the  triumphal  arch,  in  memoiy  of  two  victories  over  the  DadAn» 


382  mabtia.l'8 

Where  in  yrhite  roabes,  their  heads  with  lawrel  crowii'dy 
Home  welcomed  him  with  hands'  and  yoyoes'  sound. 
There,  for  that  place's  greater  worth  and  glory, 
On  arch  triumphant  stands  that  conquest's  story ; 
Where  Caesar,  all  in  gold,  on  chariotts  rides. 
And  the  huge  elephants  that  draw  them  guides. 
Such  conquests  meritt  such  a  noble  roome, 
And  such  gates  Mars's  city  best  become. 

Old  MS.  leth  CenL 

LXYI.      ON   THS   COirSULSHIP   OF  THE   SON   OP   SILIU8 

ITALICTJ8. 

Give  to  the  emperor,  ye  Muses,  sacred  incense  and  victims 
on  behalf  of  your  favourite  Silius.  See,  the  prince  bids  the 
twelve  fasces  return  to  him  in  the  consulship  of  bis  son,  and 
the  Castalian  abode  of  the  poet  resound  with  the  rod  of  power 
knocking  at  his  door.  O  CsBsar,  chief  and  only  stay  of  the 
empire,  still  one  thing  is  wanting  to  the  wishes  of  the  rejoic- 
ing father, — ^the  happy  purple  and  a  third  consul  in  his  family. 
Although  the  senate  gave  these  sacred  honours  to  Pompey, 
and  Augustus  to  his  son-in-law,^  whose  names  the  pacific  Ja- 
nus thrice  ennobled,^  Silius  prefers  to  count  successive  con- 
sulships in  the  persons  of  his  sons. 

To  Cesar  let  your  incense  rise. 

To  him  your  victims  fall : 
Ye  Nine,  salute  th'  auspicious  skies ; 

And  let  us  carol  all. 

The  twice  six  bundles  bids  the  god 

Upon  the  son  rebound ; 
And,  with  the  welcome  awful  rod, 

The  dome  Castalian  sound. 

Augustus,  thou  supreme  of  things ; 

Their  primal,  single  stay ! 
To  thee  thine  oik'u  Thalia  flings 

Th'  unmeditated  lay. 

While  thou  enjov'st  to  crown  my  joy, 

A  twofold  wish  remains : 
For  bliss  upon  th'  empurpled  boy, 

And  for  a  third  the  reins. 

*  Vipsanius  Agrippa,  the  husband  of  Julia.   Like  Pompey,  he  was  thric« 
consul. 

*  Their  names  were  enrolled  in  the  fasti  kept  in  the  temp:e  of  Janus^ 
wliich  was  closed  in  the  reign  of  Augustus. 


BOOJC  Tin.]  SFIOSAMS.  3S3 

To  Pompey  though  the  Fathers  gave. 

And  Cesar  to  his  son, 
The  honours  of  the  wise  and  brave, 

Which  they  alone  have  won ; 

Though  peaceful  Janus  three  times  threw 

A  fflory  round  each  name; 
My  oilius  would  acquire,  in  two, 

A  higher  threefold  fame.  Elphinston. 

LXVII.      TO   GiBCILIAinTS. 

Your  slave,  Caecilianus,  has  not  yet  announced  to  you  the 
fifth  hour,^  and  yet  you  are  already  come  to  dine  with  me ; 
although,  too,  the  fourth  hour  has  but  just  been  bawled  to 
adjourn  the  bail-courts,'  and  the  wild  beasts'  of  the  Floral 
G-ames  are  still  being  exercised  in  the  arena.  Bun,  Callistus, 
hasten  to  call  the  still  unwashed  attendants ;  let  the  couches 
be  spread ;  sit  down,  Cs&cilianus.  You  ask  for  warm  water ; 
but  the  cold  is  not  yet  brought ;  the  kitchen  is  still  closed, 
and  the  fires  not  yet  lit.  You  should  surely  come  earlier ; 
why  do  you  wait  for  the  fifth  hour  ?  You  have  come  very  late, 
Cadcilianus,  for  breakfast. 

You  as  my  guest  appear,  when  'tis  not  one 

Bv  Paul's,  or  any  otner  clock  in  town. 

The  courts  at  Westminster  are  sitting  still : 

The  Speaker  has  not  read  one  private  biU. 

Make  haste,  good  John,  and  never  mind  your  hair ; 

But  lay  the  cloth ;  and  set  us  each  a  chair. 

Bring  us  the  soup. — There  is  no  water  yet 

\Vhere  is  the  lamb? — It  is  not  on  the  spit. 

You  should  be  earlier,  Sir ;  till  noon  why  wait? 

You  come  to  breakfast  most  extremely  late.  i/ay. 

LXVTII.      TO   ENTELLTJS,    ON   HIS   BEATJTIFTJL    GABDENS. 

He  who  has  seen  the  orchards  of  the  king  of  Corcyra,  will 
prefer  the  garden  of  your  country-house,  Entellus.  That  the 
malicious  frost  may  not  nip  the  purple  clusters,  and  the  "V" 
cold  destroy  the  gifts  of  Bacchus,  the  vintage  lives  protected 
under  transparent  stone;*   carefully  covered,  yet  not  con- 

*  About  our  eleven  in  the  forenoon. 

*  In  which  business  was  conducted  during  the  third  hour :  Exereet  rau 
cos  tertia  causidicos,     B.  iv.  Ep.  8. 

*  Hares,  fawns,  and  other  animals  of  the  kind.     See  B.  i.  Ep.  3. 

*  The  lapU  specularu. 


884  mabtial's 

cealed.  Thus  does  female  beauty  shine  through  silken  folds ; 
thus  are  pebbles  visible  in  the  pellucid  waters.  What  is  not 
nature  willing  to  grant  to  genius  ?  Barren  winter  is  forced 
to  produce  the  fruits  of  autumn. 

He  who  hath  seen  the  wardens  at  Versailles, 
When  he  sees  yours,  wul  think  their  beauty  fails. 
Here,  lest  the  purple  branch  be  scorch'd  by  frost. 
And  Bacchus'  gifts  by  cold  deTourin^  lost, 
Shut  in  the  glass  the  living  vintage  hes, 
Securely  cloath*d,  yet  naked  to  the  eyes. 
Through  finest  lace  so  female  graces  beam ; 
Pebbles  are  coimted  in  the  lucid  stream. 
What  will  not  nature  yield  to  human  skill  ? 
When  sterile  winter  shall  be  autumn  stilL        Hdy, 

LXIX.      TO  YACSBSA. 

You  admire,  Yacerra,  only  the  poets  of  old,  and  praise  only 
those  who  are  dead.  Pardon  me,  I  beseech  you,  Vacerra,  if 
I  think  death  too  high  a  price  to  pay  for  your  praise. 

The  ancients  all  your  veneration  have : 

You  like  no  poet  on  this  side  the  grave. 

Yet,  pray,  excuse  me ;  if  to  please  you,  I 

Can  hardly  think  it  worth  my  while  to  die.     Sojf, 

LXX.      ON  KEBTA.' 

Ctreat  as  is  the  placidity,  equally  great  is  the  eloquence  of 
the  quiet  Nerva ;  but  his  modesty  restrains  his  powers  and 
his  genius.  When  he  miffht  with  large  draughts  have  drained 
the  sacred  fountain  of  the  muses,  he  preferred  to  keep  his 
thirst  within  bounds ;  he  was  content  to  bind  his  inspired 
brow  with  a  modest  chaplet,  and  not  to  crowd  all  sail  for 
fame.  But  whoever  is  acquainted  with  the  verses  of  the 
learned  Nero,  knows  that  Nerva  is  the  TibuUus  of  our  day. 

Of  spirit  gentle,  as  of  genius  strong, 
His  modesty  alone  can  do  him  wrouj^. 
When  all  Permessis  his  one  draft  might  drain, 
He  bids  his  thirst,  however  keen,  refrain. 
Content  with  slender  wreath  to  bind  his  brow, 
He  will  not  to  his  fame  her  sail  allow. 

^  Supposed  to  be  the  Nenra  afterwards  emperor,  whose  poetry  is  notioe^ 
by  Pliny,  Ep.  v.  3.    See  B.  ix.  Ep.  27. 


BOOK  Tin.]  SPIOSAH8.  8S5 

Yet  him  the  sweet  TibuUus  of  our  days 

Each  critic  owns,  who  honours  Nero's  kys.  BtphimUm, 

LXXI.      TO   POBTVMIAinJB. 

Ten  yean  ago,  Fostumianus,  you  sent  me  at  the  time  of 
the  winter  solstice  ^  four  pounds  of  silver.  Next  year,  when 
I  hoped  for  a  hunger  present  (for  presents  ought  either  to 
stana  at  the  same  point  or  to  grow  lar^r),  there  came  two 
pounds,  more  or  less. '  The  third  and  lourth  years  brought 
still  less.  The  fifth  year  produced  a  pound,  it  is  true,  but 
only  a  Septician  pound.^  In  the  sixth  year  it  fell  off  to  a 
small  cup  of  eight  uncisB ;  *  next  year  came  half  a  pound  of 
silver  scrapings  in  a  little  cup.  The  eighth  year  brought 
xne  a  ladle  of  scarcely  two  ounces ;  the  ninth  presented  me 
a  little  spoon,  weighing  less  than  a  needle.  The  tenth  year 
can  have  nothing  less  to  send  me;  return,  therefore,  Poatu* 
mianus,  to  the  four  pounds. 

Four  pounds  of  fine  silver  you  sent, 

To  heighten  the  solstidan  glee. 
The  boon  ten  years  since  ^ve  content, 

And  spoke  you,  Postumian,  to  me. 

Next  year  I  depended  on  more, 

As  bounties  should  never  grow  less : 
And  what  came  to  strengthen  my  store  P 

Just  half  the  four  pounds,  I  profess. 

The  third  and  the  fourth  lessened  still, 

The  fifth  brought  a  pitiful  pound ; 
A  dish  of  eight  ounces  to  fill, 

The  sixth  generosity  crowned. 

And  now  half  a  pound  in  a  cup.; 

A  ladle  then,  less  than  two  ounces : 
A  spoonlet  now  gave  me  to  sup, 

Tnough  light  as  the  feather  that  flounces. 

Nought  has  the  tenth  twelvemonth  to  send : 

To  see  her  endeavour  I  bum. 
Postumian,  my  counsel  attend, 

To  four  honest  pounders  return.         S^hmitan. 

1  At  the  Saiumalia  in  December. 

*  A  pound  of  eight  ounces  and  a  half  instead  of  twelve.    The  derivatioL 
of  the  word  is  uiknown. 

*  The  uDcia  was  the  twelftn  part  of  the  sextarius,  which  was  nearly 
equivalent  to  an  English  pint 

2  c 


886  MA&TI.1L*S 


LXXII.      TO    HIS   BOOK,   ON   FRESEKTIKO  IT   TO   ABCAI7US. 

My  little  book,  though  not  yet  adorned  with  the  purple, 
or  polished  with  the  keen  filing  of  pumice,  you  are  in 
haste  to  follow  Arcanus,  whom  beautiful  Narbo,  the  natiTe 
town  of  the  learned  Yotienus,'  recalls  to  uphold  her  laws 
and  the  annual  magistracy ;  and,  what  should  equally  be  an 
object  of  your  wishes,  that  delightful  spot,  and  the  friendship 
of  Arcanus,  will  at  once  be  yours.  How  I  could  wish  to  be 
my  book! 

Nor  yet  empurpled,  nor  polite. 

From  the  dry  pumice'  grating  bite, 

Thou  hi'st  Arcanus  to  attend ; 

For  whom  bright  Narbo  deigns  to  send, 

T*  enforce  the  iustice  of  the  gods, 

And  prop  the  laws  with  equ&u  rods. 

Hail,  Narbo,  hail !  supremely  blest, 

Of  such  a  progeny  possessed ! 

Arcanus,  born  to  think  and  say, 

Leam'd  Votienus,  for  the  lav. 

Go  then,  my  child ;  thy  wishes  crown, 

In  such  a  friend,  and  such  a  town. 

How  just  a  joy  would  light  my  look. 

Could  I  but  now  become  my  book !    Mphmtion. 

LXXIII.      TO    INSTAJiTTIUS   BUFUS. 

Instantius,  than  whom  no  one  is  reputed  more  sincere  in 
heart,  or  more  eminent  for  unsullied  simplicity,  if  you  wish 
to  give  strength  and  spirit  to  my  muse,  and  desire  of  me 
verses  which  shall  live,  give  me  something  to  love.  Cynthia 
made  sportive  Propertius  a  poet ;  the  fair  Lyeoris  was  the 
genius  of  Gall  us.  The  beautiful  Nemesis  gave  fame  to  the 
wit  of  Tibullus ;  while  Lesbia  inspired  the  feamed  Catullus. 
Neither  the  Felignians,  nor  the  Mantuans,  will  refuse  me  the 
name  of  a  bard,  u  I  meet  with  a  Corinna  or  an  Alexis. 

Instantius,  whose  sincerer  ne*er  was  known. 
The  snow  unsoil'd  of  simpleness  thine  own  I 
Would'st  my  Thalia  crown  with  pleasing  pow'r, 
And  hope  for  lays  that  fear  no  fmal  hour  ? 
Would'st  place  me  ev*ry  blame  or  praise  above  P 
Give  who  shall  light  me  with  the  torch  of  love. 

^  An  emineot  poet 


BOOK  Till.]  BPIGBAX8.  887 

Thee,  ^y  Propertius,  Cynthia  eam'd  a  name ; 

The  fair  Lycoris  prov'd  a  Gallufl*  flame ; 

'Twas  Nemesis  attun*d  TibuUus'  Ivre; 

And  Lesbia  set  Catullus'  soul  on  fire. 

Not  me  shall  the  Pelignian's  self  outshine, 

Or  e'en  the  Mantuan,  with  his  muse  diyine, 

Corinna  be,  or  Amaryllis  mine.  ElphinBtan. 

IiXXrr.      TO  A   BAD   BOCTOB. 

You  are  now  a  gladiator ;  you  were  previously  an  oculist. 
You  used  to  do  as  a  doctor  what  you  now  do  as  a  gladiator. 

A  doctor  lately  was  a  captain  made : 

It  is  a  change  of  title,  not  of  trade.        Hay, 

LXXV.      TO   LTJCANITS,   ON  A   COBPULBNT   GaUL. 

A  Lingonian  Oaul,  fresh  arrived,  returning  late  at  night  to 
his  lodging,  through  the  Covered  and  Plaminian  ways,  struck 
his  toe  vidently  against  some  obstacle,  dislocated  his  ankle, 
and  fell  at  full  length  on  the  pavement.  What  was  the  Gkiul 
to  do,  how  was  he  to  get  up  ?  The  huge  fellow  had  with  him 
but  one  little  slave,  so  thin  that  he  could  scarcely  carry  a 
little  lamp.  Accident  came  to  the  poor  fellow's  assistance. 
Eour  branded  slaves  were  carrying  a  common  corpse,  such 
as  poor  men's  pyres  receive  by  thousanda.  To  them  the  feeble 
attendant,  in  a  humble  tone,  addressed  his  prayer,  entreat- 
ing that  they  would  carry  the  dead  body  of  his  master 
whithersoever  they  pleased.  The  load  was  changed,  and  the 
heavy  burden  crammed  into  the  narrow  shell,  and  raised  on 
their  shoulders.  This  gentleman,  Lucanus,  seems  to  me  one 
out  of  many  of  whom  we  may  justly  say,  "  Mortue  Galle."  * 

Tom  about  one  was  from  the  tavern  come. 

And  with  his  load  through  Fleet-street  reeling  home ; 

Striking  his  toe  against  the  Lord  knows  what, 

Into  the  kennel  he  directly  shot. 

What  must  Tom  do  ?  he  could  not  stir  or  speak : 

One  only  lad  he  had !  and  he  so  weak, 

He  scarce  could  bear  his  cloak ;  and  wanted  might 

To  set  the  fallen  monumoit  upright 

But  Tom's  kind  stars  did  present  help  supply  : 

By  ^hance  an  empty  hearse  was  passing  by: 

'  "  Dead  Gallus."  A  play  on  the  word  Gallus,  which  means  either  a 
Gaul,  or  one  of  the  priea'A  of  Cjrbele,  who,  from  being  emasculate,  might 
be  caJM  dead  men. 

2  c  2 


388  mastial's 

The  lad  screams  out,  *'  Good  gentlemen,  I  pray. 

One  moment  stop,  and  take  a  corpse  avray." 

There's  no  great  ceremony  with  the  dead : 

They  squeeze  him  in,  no  matter,  heels  or  head. 

Thus  Fortune,  in  gay  humour,  did  contrive 

To  make  of  Tom  me  best  dead  man  alive.  Say. 

LXITI.      TO    GALL1CU8. 

"Tell  me,  Marcus,  tell  me  the  trath,  I  pray;  there  is 
nothing  to  which  I  shall  listen  with  greater  pleasure."  Such 
is  your  constant  prayer  and  request  to  me,  GaUicus,  both 
when  you  recite  your  compositions,  and  when  you  are  plead- 
ing the  cause  of  a  client.  It  is  hard  for  me  to  deny  your  re- 
quest :  hear  then  what  is  as  true  as  truth  itself.  1  ou  do  not 
hear  truth  with  pleasure,  GtJlicus. 

Tell  me,  say  you,  and  tell  me  without  fear 

The  truth,  the  thing  I  most  desire  to  hear. 

This  is  your  language,  when  your  works  you  quote : 

And  when  you  plead,  this  is  your  constant  note. 

*Tis  most  inhuman  longer  to  deny 

What  you  so  often  press  so  earnestly. 

To  the  great  truth  of  all  then  lend  an  ear — 

"  You  are  uneasy  when  the  truth  you  hear."       Hay, 

LXXTII.      TO   HIS   FBIENn   LIBER. 

Liber,  dearest  object  of  care  to  all  thy  friends;  Liber, 
worthy  to  live  in  ever -blooming  roses;  if  thou  art  wise, 
let  thy  hair  ever  glisten  with  Assyrian  balsam,  and  let 
garlands  of  flowers  surround  thy  head ;  let  thy  pure  crystal 
cups  be  darkened  with  old  Palernian,  and  thy  soft  couch  be 
warm  with  the  caresses  of  love.  He  who  has  so  lived,  even 
to  a  middle  age,  has  made  life  longer  than  was  bestowed  on 
him. 

Liber,  of  all  thy  friends  thou  sweetest  care, 
Thou  worthy  in  eternal  flow'r  to  fare. 
If  thou  beest  wise,  with  Tyrian  oil  let  shine 
Thy  locks,  and  rosy  garlands  crown  thy  head ; 
Dark  thy  clear  glass  with  old  Falemian  wine» 
And  heat  with  softest  love  thy  softer  bed. 
He  that  but  living  half  his  days  dies  such. 
Makes  his  life  longer  than  't  was  given  him,  much. 

Ben  Jonmm. 
Liber,  thou  joy  of  all  thy  friends. 
Worthy  to  live  in  endless  pleasure ; 


BOOK  Tin.]  xpiasAKS.  889 

While  knaTes  and  fools  pursue  their  ends^ 
Let  mirth  and  freedom  be  thy  treasure. 

Be  still  well  dress'd,  as  now  thou  art, 
Qny,  and  on  charming  objects  thinking ; 

Let  easy  beauty  warm  thy  heart, 
And  fill  thy  bed  when  thou  leay*8t  drinking. 

Delay  no  pressing  appetite, 

And  sometimes  stir  up  lazy  nature ; 
Of  affe  the  envious  censure  slight, 

"Vnnsit  pleasure's  made  of,  *tis  no  matter. 

He  that  lives  so  but  to  his  prime, 

Wisely  doubles  his  short  time.  SedUy. 

LZXmi.      ON    THE    GAMES    OE   STELLA,   IN  HOKOUB  OE   THE 

TEIUMPHS   OE   BOMITIAK. 

Games,  such  as  the  victory  gained  over  the  giants  in  the 
Phlegrsean  plains,  such  as  thy  Indian  triumph,  O  Bacchus, 
would  have  deserved,  Stella  has  exhibited  in  celebration  of 
the  triumph  over  the  Sarmatians ;  and  such  is  his  modesty, 
such  his  affection,  he  thinks  these  too  insignificant.  Hermus, 
turbid  with  gold  cast  up  from  its  depths,  or  Tagus  which 
murmurs  in  the  Hespenan  regions,  would  not  be  sufficient 
for  him.  Every  day  bnngs  its  own  gifts ;  there  is  no  cessation 
to  the  rich  series  of  largesses,  and  many  a  prize  falls  to  the 
lot  of  the  people.  Sometimes  playful  coins  come  down  in 
sudden  showers ;  sometimes  a  liberal  ticket  bestows  on  them 
the  animals  which  they  have  beheld  in  the  arena.  Sometimes 
a  bird  delights  to  fill  your  bosom  unexpectedly,  or,  without 
having  been  exhibited,  obtains  a  master  by  lot,  that  it  may 
not  be  torn  to  pieces.  Why  should  I  enumerate  the  chariots, 
and  the  thirty  prizes  of  victory,  which  are  more  than  even 
both  the  Consuls  generally  give  P  But  all  is  surpassed,  C»- 
sar,  by  the  great  honour,  that  thy  own  triumph  has  thee  for 
a  spectator. 

What  eames  might  make  Phlegnean  triumphs  shine. 

What  India's  pomp  might  wish,  Lyseus,  thine ; 

The  high  enhancer  of  the  northern  day  ^ 

Does,  and  still  thinks  he  nothing  does,  display. 

In  him  how  modesty  and  dutv  strove ! 

'Twas  all  inferior  to  terrestrial  Jove. 

Him  not  suffices  Hnrmus'  sordid  stream, 

Whose  wave,  dlsturVd,  yet  gave  the  gold  to  gleam ; 


390  mabtial'b 

Him  not  ricn  Tagus,  flood  no  less  sublime 

Th*  unrivaird  glory  of  the  western  clime. 

Each  day  profuses  boons ;  nor  fails  the  chain 

Of  wealth,  or  to  the  people  rapine's  rain. 

Now  wanton  coin  descends  in  copious  show'r ; 

Now  the  litfge  token  bids  the  prey  dcYour : 

The  bird  into  the  breast  secure  is  borne, 

And  catches  now  her  lord  lest  she  be  torn. 

Why  tell  the  cars,  or  palms  unnumber'd  show, 

Which  neither  comiul,  or  not  both,  bestow. 

Yet,  all  outdone,  ne'er  thine  outdoing  cloys ; 

Thy  presencci  Caesar,  since  thy  bay  enjoys.     JBlphmdotu 

LXXIX.      TO  TABULLA. 

All  your  female  friends  are  either  old  or  ugly;  nay, 
moie  ugly  than  old  women  usually  are.  These  you  lead 
about  in  your  train,  and  drag  with  you  to  feasts,  porticoes, 
and  theatres.  Thus,  Fabulla,  you  seem  handsome,  thus  you 
seem  young. 

All  thy  companions  aged  beldames  are, 

Or  more  deform'd  than  age  makes  any,  far : 

These  cattle  at  thy  heels  mou  trail'st  always 

To  public  walks,  to  suppers,  and  to  plays. 

'Cause  when  wiUi  such  alone  we  thee  compare, 

Thou  canst  be  said,  Fabulla,  young  or  &ir.     Anon.  1696. 

All  the  companions  of  her  Grace,  I  *m  told. 

Are  either  Tery  plain  or  very  old. 

With  these  she  visits :  these  she  drags  about 

To  play,  to  ball,  assembly,  auctions,  rout. 

With  tnese  she  sups :  with  these  she  takes  the  air. 

Without  such  foils,  is  lady  duchess  fair  P  ^ay. 

LXXX.     TO  DOICITIAK,   OK  HIS   BEYIYAL  01*  PUGILISTIC 

CONTESTS. 

Thou  revivest  among  us,  CsBsar,  the  wonders  of  our  vener- 
able forefathers,  and  sufferest  not  ancient  customs  to  expire, 
for  the  games  of  the  Latian  arena  are  renewed,  and  valour 
contends  with  the  natural  weapon,  the  hand.  Thus,  under 
thy  rule,  the  respect  for  the  ancient  temples  is  preserved, 
and  the  fane  where  Jupiter  was  worshipped  of  old,  is  still 
honoured  bj  thee.  Thus,  while  thou  inventest  new  things, 
thou  restorest  the  old:  and  we  owe  to  thee,  Augustus^  both 
the  present  and  the  past. 


BOOK  Till.]  ZFIGBAM8.  801 

Our  fathers*  deeds,  Gsesar,  thou  dost  re^ve, 

FreserN'e  the  grayest  ages  still  alive ; 

The  antiquated  Latian  games  renew, 

The  fight  with  simple  fists,  thy  sands  do  show ; 

Temples,  though  old,  their  honour  thou  maintain'st, 

The  mean,  for  th'  sake  of  richer,  not  disdain'st 

Thus  while  thou  new  dost  build,  the  old  restore. 

We  owe  thee  for  thy  own,  and  all  before.    Anon,  1695. 

LZZXI.      TO   PJLPIBIAI7U8,   ON   GELLIA. 

Ghellia  swears,  not  by  the  mystic  rites  of  Gybele,  nor  by 
the  bull  that  loved  the  heifer  of  Egypt,  nor  indeed  by  any  of 
our  gods  and  goddesses,  but  by  her  pearls.  These  she  em- 
braces; these  she  covers  with  kisses;  these  she  calls  her 
brothers  and  sisters ;  these  she  loves  more  ardently  than  her 
two  children.  If  she  should  chance  to  lose  these,  she  declares 
she  could  not  live  even  an  hour.  Ah!  how  excellently, 
Fapirianus,  might  the  hand  of  Annsus  Serenus  ^  be  turned 
to  account ! 

What  do  you  think  is  Lady  Betty's  oath  P 

Tis  neither  split  me,  dem  me,  faith,  nor  troth : 

Not  by  heaven's  powers,  or  those  of  her  own  face : 

But  her  dear  drop,  and  dearer  Brussels  lace. 

She  calls  them  her  dear  creatures,  hugs,  and  kisses, 

And  loves  them  better  than  both  little  misses. 

Protests,  if  they  were  ravish'd  from  her  power. 

She  could  not  possibly  survive  that  hour. 

Then  &;rant,  kind  heaven,  when  next  she  sees  the  play, 

Some  hand,  like  Pen/s,  snatch  them  both  away.      Say, 

LXXXII.      TO   DOMITIAN. 

While  the  crowd  presents  to  thee,  Augustus,  its  humble 
supplications,  we  too,  in  offering  to  our  ruler  our  poor  verses, 
know  that  the  divinity  can  find  time  equally  for  public  af- 
fairs and  the  Muses,  and  that  our  garlands  also  please  thee. 
Uphold  thy  poets,  Augustus ;  we  are  thy  pleasing  glory,  thy 
chief  care  and  delight.  It  is  not  the  oak*  alone  that  be- 
comes thee,  nor  the  laurel*  of  Phoebus ;  we  will  wreathe  for 
thee  a  civic  crown  of  ivy. 

*  A  noted  thief,  who  might  steal  her  pearls,  and  cause  her  death,  as  she 
deserves,  for  her  foolish  worship  of  them. 

'  The  crown  of  oak,  given  for  having  preserved  the  lives  of  citizens. 

'  The  laurel  crown  for  victory  in  battle ;  that  of  ivy,  the  distinction  of 
poets,  or  the  patrons  of  poets. 


892  KAETI1X*8 

While  plaintive  mobs,  Augustas,  ask  redrew 

We  to  our  bounteous  lord  our  bliss  confess. 

We  know  thatf  from  intendioff  human-kind« 

He  with  the  muses  can  his  remge  find. 

Accept  thy  Tarious  bards,  their  various  lay ; 

Thy  grace,  thv  glory,  thy  delight  are  they. 

Nor  oak,  nor  laurel,  proves  thy  sole  renown: 

Be  thine,  of  ivy,  too,  a  civic  crown.  E^Muion^ 


BOOK  IX. 


TO  AVITTTB. 

O  POST,  celebrated,  even  against  your  will,  for  your  sub- 
limity of  conception,  and  to  whom  the  tomb  will  one  day 
bring  due  honours,  let  this  brief  inscription  live  beneath  m  j 
bust,  which  you  have  placed  among  those  of  no  obscure  per- 
sons : — **  I  am  he,  second  to  none  in  reputation  for  composing 
trifles,  whom,  reader,  you  do  not  admire,  but  rather,  I  suspect, 
love.  Let  greater  men  devote  their  powers  to  higher  subjects : 
I  am  content  to  talk  of  small  topics,  and  to  come  frequently 
into  your  hands." 

Thouffh  thv  leam*d  breast,  great  poet,  's  to  me  known, 

And  uat  tny  verse  will  raise  me  *Dove  mine  own ; 

Yet  this  short  title  on  my  statue  place. 

Which  'mong  no  common  authors  thou  dost  grace. 

*'  I  'm  he,  in  sportive  verse,  none  is  above. 

Who  none  astonish,  yet  all  readers  love ; 

In  vaster  works  vast  uncouth  thinss  are  said, 

My  glory  is,  that  I  am  often  read.^  Anon,  1695. 

TO  TORANirs. 

Hail^  my  beloved  Toranius,  dear  to  me  as  a  brother.    The 

E receding  epigram,  which  is  not  included  in  the  pages  of  my 
ook,  I  addr^sed  to  the  illustrious  Stertinius,  who  has  re- 
solved to  place  my  bust  in  his  library.  I  thought  it  well  to 
write  to  you  on  the  subject,  that  you  might  not  be  ignor- 
ant who  Avitua  really  is.  Farewell,  and  prepare  to  re- 
ceive me. 


BOOK  n.]  XPIOUAMB.  898 

I.      OK  THB   TEMPLE   Olf  THE   FLATIAK  7AKILT. 

As  long  as  Janus  shall  give  the  years  their  winters,  Domi- 
tiaa^  their  autumns,  and  Augustus  their  summers ;  as  long  as 
the  glorious  day  of  the  Germanic  kalends  ^  shall  recall  the 
mighty  name  of  the  subdued  Ehine ;  as  long  as  the  Tarpeian 
temple  of  the  chief  of  the  gods  shall  stand ;  as  long  as  the 
Soman  matron,  with  suppliant  voice  and  incense,  shall  propiti- 
ate the  sweet  divinity  of  Julia;'  so  long  shall  the  lofty  glory  of 
the  Elavian  f&milj  remain,  enduring  like  the  sun,  and  the 
stars,  and  the  splendour  of  Rome.  Whatever  Domitian's  un- 
conquered  hand  has  erected,  is  imperishable  as  heaven. 

While  summers,  autumns,  iirinters  shall  abide, 

Ixnperial  names  shall  o'er  the  months  preside ; 

While  great  December's  bright  and  glorious  day 

Shall  boast  Domitian  made  the  Khine  obey; 

While  the  Tarpeian  rock  shall  fix'd  remain, 

And  Jove  withm  the  Capitol  shall  reign ; 

While  Roman  matrons  Julia  shall  adore, 

With  frankincense  the  goddess  mild  implore ; 

The  lofty  temple  of  the  Flavian  race 

Shall  flourish  with  divine  immortal  grace ; 

like  sun  and  moon,  e'en  like  Rome's  empire,  stand, 

A  heaven  is  built  by  a  victorious  hand.  Anon,  1695. 

II.     TO  LUPUS. 

Although  you  are  poor  to  your  friends.  Lupus,  you  are 
not  so  to  your  mistress,  and  your  libidinous  desires  cannot 
complain  of  want  of  indulgence.  The  object  of  your  affec- 
tions fiittens  imon  the  most  delicate  cakes,  while  your  guests 
feed  on  black  bread.  Setine  wine,  cooled  in  snow,  is  placed 
before  your  mistress ;  we  drink  the  black  poison  of  Corsica 
out  of  the  cask.  A  small  portion  of  her  favours  you  purchase 
with  your  hereditary  estates :  while  your  neglected  friend  is 
left  to  plough  Ian  OS  not  his  own.  Your  mistress  shines 
resplendent  with  ErythrsBan  pearls ;  your  client,  whilst  you 
are  inunersed  in  pleasure,  is  abandoned  to  his  creditor  and 

*  Domitian  desired  that  the  month  of  October  should  be  renamed 
after  himself;  as  Sextilis  had  been  after  Augustus. 

'  The  first  day  of  the  month  of  September,  on  which  Domitian  pretended 
to  have  subdued  the  Germans. 

*  Daughter  of  Titus,  Domitian's  brother. 


604  liABTIAL'8 

dragged  to  prison.  A  litter,  supported  bj  eight  Syrian  slaves, 
is  provided  for  your  mistress ;  while  your  friend  is  left  to  be 
carried  naked  on  a  common  bier.  It  is  time  for  thee,  Cybele, 
to  mutilate  contemptible  voluptuaries ;  such  are  the  charao- 
tera  that  deserve  the  infection. 

III.      TO   DOKITIAK. 

If  you,  O  CsBsar,  were  to  assume  the  rights  of  a  creditor, 
and  to  demand  payment  for  all  that  you  have  given  to  the 
gods  and  to  heaven,  Atlas,  even  though  a  great  auction  were 
to  take  place  in  Olympus,  and  the  deities  were  compelled  to 
sell  all  they  have,  would  be  bankrupt,  and  the  father  of  the 
gods  would  be  obliged  to  compound  with  you  in  a  very  small 
dividend.  For  what  could  he  pay  you  for  the  temple  on  the 
Capitol  ?  What  for  the  honour  of  the  glorious  Capitoline 
games  f  What  could  the  spotise  of  the  Thunderer  pay  for 
her  two  temples  ?  Of  Minerva  I  say  nothing ;  your  interesU 
are  hers.  But  what  shall  I  say  of  the  temples  to  Hercules 
and  Apollo,  and  the  affectionate  Laoedffimonian  twins  ?^ 
What  of  the  Flavian  temple  which  towers  to  the  Boman  sky? 
You  must  needs  be  patient  and  suspend  your  claims,  for  Jove's 
treasury  does  not  contain  sufficient  to  pay  you. 

If  thou  shouldst  challenge  what  is  due  to  thee 

From  heaven,  and  its  creditor  wouldst  be ; 

If  public  sale  should  be  cried  through  the  spheres, 

And  th'  ffods  sell  all  to  satisfy  arrears, 

Atlas  win  bankrupt  prove,  nor  one  ounce  be 

Reserv'd  for  Jupiter  to  treat  with  thee. 

What  canst  thou  for  the  Capitol  receive  ? 

Or  for  the  honour  of  the  laurel-wreath  ? 

Or  what  will  Juno  give  thee  for  her  shrine  P 

Pallas  I  pass,  she  waits  on  thee  and  thine. 

Alcides,  JPhcdbus,  Pollux  I  slip  by, 

And  Flavians  temple  neighb'nng  on  the  sky. 

CsBsar,  thou  must  forbear,  and  trust  the  heaven : 

Jove*s  chest  has  not  enough  to  make  all  even. 

FUtchar 

If,  Cssar,  thou  shouldst  from  great  Jove  redaim 
All  thou  hast  lent  to  dignify  his  name ; 
Should  a  &ir  auction  rend  Olympus'  hally 
And  the  just  gods  be  forced  to  sell  their  all, 

'  Castor  and  Pollux. 


BOOS  IX.]  EPIOSAMS.  396 

The  bankrupt  Atlas  not  a  twelfth  could  pay 
To  meet  thy  claims  upon  the  reckoning  oay ; 

•        •        •        • 
Do  not  oblige  great  Jove,  then,  to  compound, 
Who  could  not  pay  thee  sixpence  in  the  pound. 

Westminster  Beview,  April,  1853. 

IV.      TO   JB8CHYLU8. 

l^hen  GtkUa  will  grant  you  her  favours  for  two  gold  pieces, 
and  what  you  please  for  as  many  more,  why  is  she  presented 
with  ten  gold  pieces  on  each  of  your  visits,  ^schyhis  ?  She 
does  not  estimate  her  utmost  favours  at  so  high  a  price :  why 
then  do  you  give  her  so  much  P    To  stop  her  mouth  ? 

When  for  two  guilders  Galla  thou  might'st  have. 
And  bring  her  to  do  aught,  if  four  thou  gave, 
Why,  iBschylus,  gaVst  thou  ten  ?  Was  it,  in  sooth. 
To  tie  her  tongue  ?  Or,  rather,  gain  her  mouth  P 

Ananjfmous  old  Transiation, 

T.      TO  PAULA. 

You  wish,  Paula,  to  marry  Friscus ;  I  am  not  surprised ; 
you  are  wise :  Friscus  will  not  marry  you ;  and  he  is  wise. 

Faulla,  thou  wouldst  to  Friscus  wedded  be ; 
Thou  'rt  wise ;  and  hee  's  wise  too ;  hee  won't  wedd  thee. 

Old  MS.  16th  Cent. 
That  vou  would  wed  Sir  John  is  very  wise : 
That  he  do  n't  care  to  wed  is  no  surprise.  Sky, 

Ton  'd  marry  the  marquis,  fair  lady,  they  say ; 

You  're  right;  we  've  suspected  it  long : 
But  his  lor£hip  declines  in  a  complaisant  way, 

And,  faith,  he 's  not  much  in  the  wrong.    iV.  B.  HdOied. 

VI.      TO  DOMITIAJT. 

To  thee,  chaste  prince,  mighty  conqueror  of  the  Bhine, 
and  father  of  the  world,  cities  present  their  thanks :  they 
will  henceforth  have  population ;  it  is  now  no  longer  a  crime 
to  bring  infants  into  the  world.  The  boy  is  no  longer  muti- 
lated by  the  art  of  the  greedy  dealer,  to  mourn  the  loss  of 
his  manly  rights ;  nor  does  the  wretched  mother  give  to  her 

Prostituted  child  the  price  paid  by  a  contemptuous  pander, 
'hat  modesty,  which,  before  youf  reign,  did  not  prevail  even 


396  MJLETIAL*i 

on  the  marriage  couch,  begins,  by  joiir  inflaence,  to  be  felt 
even  in  the  haunts  of  licentiousness.^ 

O  thou,  who  couldst  the  Rhine  restore^ 

Dread  guardian  of  mankind ; 
Meek  modesty,  with  blushing  lore, 

Was  to  thy  care  consigned. 

To  thee  their  everlasting  praise 

Let  town  and  country  pay ; 
Who  fairly  may  their  offspring  raise, 

To  people  and  obey. 

By  avarice  no  more  beguiled, 

ViriUty  shall  mourn : 
Nor  shall  the  prostituted  child 

Be  from  the  mother  torn. 

Shame,  though,  before  thy  blest  deicree. 

The  bridal  bed's  disdain ; 
Now,  sanctified  again  by  thee, 

Ubiquitous  must  reign.  S^MuUm. 

yn.      TO  AFEB. 

I  have  been  desirous  for  five  whole  days,  Afer,  to  greet 
you  on  your  return  from  among  the  people  of  Africa.  "  He 
is  engaged,"  or  *^  he  is  asleep,"  is  the  answer  I  have  received 
on  calling  two  or  three  times.  It  is  enough,  Afer ;  you  do 
not  wish  me  to  say  "  How  do  you  do  ?  "  so  I  *11  say  "  Qood 
bye!" 

Since  your  return  from  Rome,  I  five  days  went 
To  wiui  you  well,  and  pay  my  compliment. 
**  Busy,"  '*  not  up,"  hath  been  my  answer  still : 
Adieu :  you  will  not  let  me  wish  you  welL        Saif. 

Till.      TO  DOKITIAK. 

As  if  it  were  but  a  trifling  crime  for  our  sex  to  bargain 
away  our  male  children  to  public  lust,  the  very  cradle  had 
become  the  prey  of  the  pander,  so  that  the  child,  snatched 
from  its  motner's  bosom,  seemed  to  demand,  by  its  wailing, 
the  disgraceful  pay.  Infants  bom  but  yesterday  suffered 
scandalous  outrage.  The  fisither  of  Italy,  who  but  recently 
brought  help  to  tender  adolescence,  to  prevent  savage 
lust  from  condemning  it  to  a  manhood  of  sterility,  comd 
not  endure  such  horrors.     Before  this,  CaBsar,  you  were 

^  Comp.  B.  vi.  £p.  2,  5 ;  and  Ep.  9  below. 


BOOK  IX.]  EPIGSAMB.  397 

loyed  by  boys,  and  youths,  and  old  men ;  now  infants  also 
love  you. 

As  tho'  the  vilest  wrong  were  rifht  refin'd, 
To  traffic  it  with  prostitute  mao^nd; 
The  cradle  ^rov'd  the  pander's  who  could  buy 
The  finest  victim,  from  the  feeblest  cry. 
Against  poor  innocents  such  arts  conspire 
As  shock  sweet  nature,  and  th'  Ausoman  sire : 
That  sire,  who  to  the  aid  of  youth  had  flown, 
Lest  savage  lust  should  blight  the  hero  grown. 
The  boy,  the  youth,  the  sage  did  love,  applaud : 
Now  smiling  infants  lisp  their  Ciesar's  laud. 

ElphifmUm. 

IX.  TO  BiTHTiricirs. 

fabius  has  bequeathed  you  nothing,  Bithynicus,  although 
you  used  to  present  him  yearly,  if  I  remember  right,  with  six 
thousand  sesterces.  He  has  bequeathed  nothing  more  to  any 
one ;  so  do  not  eomplam,  Bithynicus ;  he  has  at  least  saved 
you  six  thousand  sesterces  a  year. 

Thousands  to  him  each  yeere  thou  saVst,  yet  hee, 
At 's  death,  I  take  't,  save  thee  no  Tegacie : 
Repine  not,  though ;  for  to  none  more  he  gave ; 
By 's  death  those  thousands  yeerely  thou  dost  save. 

Old  MS.  16M  Cent, 
Not  in  his  wiU !  who  from  you  used  to  dear 
A  hundred  pounds  in  presents  every  year ! 
Cease  to  complain ;  you  are  dealt  greatly  by : 
A  hundred  pound  a  year  's  a  legacy.  Hay, 

X.  TO   CAKTHASUS. 

Though  you  willingly  dine  at  other  people's  houses,  Gan- 
tharus,  you  indulge  yourself  there  in  clamour,  and  complaints, 
and  threats.  Lay  aside  this  fierce  humour,  I  advise  you.  A 
man  cannot  be  both  independent  and  a  glutton. 

Since  you  abroad  love  to  fare  plentifully, 
Why  do  you  bawl,  and  domineer,  and  bully  P 
This  crabbed  humour  will  not  do ;  for  he 
Will  seldom  taste  deserts  that  is  so  free.         Hay. 

XI.      OK  EABIKTTS,  THE  FATOVRITE   07  DOKITIAN. 

A  name  bom  among  violets  and  the  roses,  a  name  which 
18  that  of  the  most  pleasant  part  of  the  year ;  ^  a  name  which 

^  The  name  Earinm  is  from  the  Greek  lap,  ''flpring*" 


398  ICABTIAL'B 

savors  of  Hjbla  and  Attic  flowers,  and  which  exhales  a  per- 
fuiAe  like  that  of  the  nest  of  the  superb  phoBniz ;  a  name 
sweeter  than  the  nectar  of  the  gods,  and  which  the  boy,  be- 
loved of  Cybele,  as  well  as  he  who  mixes  the  cups  for  the 
Thunderer,  would  have  preferred  to  his  own ;  a  name  which, 
if  even  breathed  in  the  Imperial  palace,  would  be  responded  to 
by  every  Venus  and  Cupid ;  a  name  so  noble,  soft,  and  deli- 
cate, I  wished  to  utter  in  not  inelegant  verse.  But  you,  ob- 
stinate syllable,^  rebel !  Yet  some  poets  say  Eiarinot ;  butii 
then  they  are  Greek  poets,  to  whom  every  license  is  permit- 
ted, and  with  whom  it  is  lawful  to  pronounce  the  word  Ares' 
long  or  short  just  as  they  please.  We  Bomans,  who  court 
severer  muses,  dare  not  take  such  liberties. 

With  the  roses  and  violets  sprung, 

In  the  season  most  joyously  sung; 

That  sips  Hybla  and  Attical  flowers, 

To  die  rhcenix  fum'd  eyry  that  towers; 

Oh  the  name  than  the  nectar  more  sweet! 

That  to  music^s  own  ear  were  a  treat ; 

That,  whom  Cybele  lov'd,  would  cajole ; 

Or,  who  tempers  the  Thunderer's  bowl. 

In  the  Palatme-hall  if  it  sigh. 

All  the  Loves  and  the  Graces  reply. 

Little  name  noble,  delicate,  soft ! 

Thee  in  smoothest  of  lays  wish  I  oft, 

But  the  train  of  short  vowels  proves  cross : 

Yet  the  bards  can  tune  Eiarinos : 

The  bold  Greeks,  whom  can  nothing  confound^ 

And  Yiho  "X^  'AfMc  can  resound. 

Such  fair  freedoms  our  language  refuses, 

Which  obeys  more  despotical  muses. 

Other  tongues,  wisely  free  as  the  Greek, 

Can  with  equal  variety  speak : 

Nor  the  privilege  need  they  decline. 

Of  Barinus,  or  Earine.  ElphiuMton. 

XII.      OK  THB   SAME. 

If  Autumn  had  given  me  a  name,  I  should  have  been  called 
Oporinus ;  if  the  snivering  constellations  of  winter,  Cheime- 
rinus.    K  named  by  the  summer  months,  I  should  have  been 

*  The  first  syllable,  which  the  Greek  poets  lengthened  by  writing  Eiar- 
inos. 

^  '  Homer  makes  the  a  in  Ares,  "Mars,"  long  and  short  in  the  same  line 
'-Af ec,  *Apf c,  j3poroXofyl,  fiiat^^vt,  rf ixcvivXitra. 


BOOK  IX.]  15PIGRAK8.  899 

called  TheriDUS.    What  is  he,  to  whom  the  spring  has  given 

a  name? 

From  autumn  my  name  would  oirwpivoQ  he, 
Rude  Rolstice  with  xctfi^pcvoc  would  agree ; 
From  fervid  delights  dipwoc  might  I  bring : 
But  who  is  the  stripling  yclept  £rom  the  spring  P 

Mphmtton, 

Xm.      OK  THE   SAKS. 

Tou  have  a  name,  which  designates  the  season  of  the  new- 
born year,  when  the  Cecropian  bees  plunder  the  short-lived 
vernal  flowers ;  a  name,  which  deserves  to  be  written  with 
Cupid's  arrow,  and  which  Cytherea  would  delight  in  tracing 
with  her  needle :  a  name,  worthv  of  being  traced  in  letters  of 
Erythnean  pearls,  or  gems  polished  by  the  fingers  of  the  He- 
liades,^  a  name  which  the  cranes  flying  to  the  skies  might  de- 
scribe with  their  wings,*  and  which  is  fit  only  for  CsBsar's 

palace. 

Thy  name  the  sweetest  season  in  does  bring, 

(Joy  of  the  plundering  bees)  the  flow'ry  spnng ; 

which  to  decypher  Venus  may  delight, 

Or  Cupid,  with  a  plume  from  *s  own  wing,  write ; 

Which  those,  that  amber  chafe,  should  omy  note, 

Or  be  upon,  or  with  a  jewel  wrote ; 

A  name  the  cranes  do  figure  as  they  flv, 

And  boast  to  Jove,  as  they  approach  tne  sky : 

A  name  that  does  with  no  place  else  comport, 

But  where  'tis  fix'd,  only  in  CsDsar's  court       Antm,  1695. 

XIV.      OK  A  FABASITB   FBIIKD. 

Do  you  think  that  this  fellow,  whom  your  dinners  and  hos- 
pitality have  made  your  friend,  is  a  model  of  sincere  attach- 
ment r  He  loves  your  wild  boars,  and  your  mullets,  and  your 
sows'  teats,  and  your  oysters — not  yourself.  If  I  dined  as 
sumptuously,  he  would  be  my  friend. 

Think*st  thou  his  friendBhip  ever  faithful  proves, 

Whom  first  thy  table  purchas'd  ?  no,  he  loves 

Thy  oysters,  mullets,  boars,  sowes'  paps,  not  thee : 

If  I  could  feast  him  so,  he  would  love  me.  May, 

1  See  B.  iv.  Ep.  25;  B.  v,  Ep.  38. 

«  The  cranes  as  they  fly  form  the  letter  V,  Ihe  first  of  die  word  vrr, 
••  spring. 


400  mabtial'b 

Thifl  honest  Mend,  that  you  bo  much  admire, 

No  better  is  than  a  mere  trenchex^squlre. 

He  loTes  not  you ;  but  sabnon,  turkey,  chine : 

Your  friend  a  better  dinner  will  make  mine.         Hajf, 

XT.      ON   CHLOE. 

The  shameless  Chloe  placed  on  the  tomb  of  her  seyen  hus- 
bands the  inscription, ''  The  work  of  Chloe."  How  could  she 
have  expressed  herself  more  plainly  P 

On  her  seven  husbands'  tombs  she  doth  impress 

Th%9  Chloe  did :  what  can  she  more  confess  ?  Wright, 

On  her  seven  husbands*  tombs  ^*  This  Chloe  made  " 
She  writes :  what  could  she  have  more  plainly  said  ? 

OldMS.ieth  Cent 
In  Stepney  church-yard  seven  tombs  in  a  row 

For  the  reader's  soft  sympathy  call ; 
On  each—"  My  dear  husband  lies  buried  below." 
And  Chloe 's  the  widow  to  all. 

Westmiruter  Bedew,  April,  1853* 

XYI.      OK   THE   HAIB   OF   EABIKTJS. 

The  youth,  who  is  dearest  to  the  emperor  of  all  that  com- 
pose his  court,  and  who  has  a  name  that  denotes  the  season 
of  spring,  has  presented  his  mirror,  which  showed  him  how 
beautiful  he  was,  and  his  graceful  locks,  as  sacred  offerings  to 
the  god  of  Pergamus.'  Happy  is  the  land  that  is  honoured 
by  such  a  present !  It  wouid  not  have  preferred  even  the 
locks  of  Ganymede. 

His  lovely  hayre,  and  form's  adviser,  hee, 

g[is  glass,)  Pergamean  god,  devotes  to  thee ! 
ee,  oy  his  lord  in  court  so  highly  priz'd, 
Whose  name  the  sweets  o'  th*  spring  characteriz'd. 
Happy  the  place  that 's  honour'd  with  such  hayre. 
As  will  not  yield  to  Ganymede's  for  fayre. 

Old  MS.  16M  CenL 

XVII.      ON   TUB    SAME,   TO   JBSOULAPIUS. 

Venerable  grandson  of  Latona,  who  mitigates t  with  healing 
herbs  the  rigorous  threads  and  rapid  distaffs  of  the  Fates, 
these  tresses,  which  have  attracted  the  praise  of  the  emperor, 
are  sent  to  thee  by  the  youth,  thy  votiury,  as  his  consecrated 

^  .£sculapiu8,  who  had  a  magnificent  temple  at  Pergamus. 


BOOK  IX.]  BPIGSA1C8.  401 

offerings,  from  the  <Atj  of  Borne.  He  has  sent  with  his 
sacred  hair,  too,  a  shining  mirror,  by  the  aid  of  which  his 
beauteous  tresses  were  arranged.  Do  thou  preserve  his  youth- 
ful  beauty,  that  he  may  prove  not  less  handsome  with  hifc 
hair  short  than  long. 

Thou  that  with  powerfull  drugffs  revenest  fate's 
Decrees,  and  eekest  out  life's  snortest  dates, 
To  thee  this  youth  his  vowed  hayre  doth  send, 
Which,  with  himself,  his  lord  did  soe  commend : 
His  spotless  mirrour  too  does  joyne  with  theise. 
The  faythfiill  judge  of 's  face's  takeingst  dress. 
Preserve  thou  his  youth's  beauty,  that  less  fayre 
He  grow  not  in  his  short,  than  longer,  hayre. 

Oid  MS.  leth  Cent 

xrm.    TO  DOHiTiAir,  petitiokino  pob  a  supply  or 

WATEB. 

I  possess,  and  pray  that  I  may  long  continue  to  possess, 
under  thy  guardianship,  Ciesar,  a  smaU  country  seat ;  I  have 
also  a  modest  dwelling  in  the  city.  But  a  winding  machine 
has  to  draw,  with  laborious  effort,  water  for  my  thirsting 
garden  from  a  small  valley ;  while  my  dry  house  complains 
that  it  is  not  re&eshed  even  by  the  slightest  shower,  although 
the  Marcian  fount '  babbles  dose  by.  The  water,  which  thou 
wilt  grant,  Augustus,  to  my  premises,  will  be  for  me  as  the 
water  of  Castalia  or  as  showers  from  Jupiter. 

A  petty  farm,  and  humble  gods  in  town. 
By  thee,  and  may  they  long,  my  wishes  crown. 
But,  Ciesar,  firom  the  vale,  to  slake  the  grass, 
A  painM  pump  must  win  the  wave  to  pass : 
And  then  the  house  complains  no  fountain  cheers ; 
When,  babbling  by,  the  Marcian  rill  she  hears. 
The  stream  Augustus  on  our  gods  shall  pour. 
Will  prove  Castalian,  or  the  Ihund'rer's  show'r. 

JSlphimton. 

XIX.      TO   SABELLUB. 

You  praise,  in  three  hundred  verses,  Sabellus,  the  baths  of 
Ponticus,  who  gives  such  excellent  dinners.  You  wish  to  dine, 
Sabellus,  not  to  bathe. 

Thou  praysest  in  three  hundred  lines 

Ponticus'  baths,  who  richly  dines ; 

Thy  minde  to  eate,  not  wash,  inclines.     Ma^ 

1  B.  vi.  Ep.  m. 
2b 


v» 


402  mabtial'b 

Your  verses  on  my  lord  mayor's  coach  declare. 

Not  that  you  ride,  but  dine,  with  my  lord  mayor.     JToy. 

XZ.      TO  DOMITLAJNT,   ON   HIS   ERECTION   OF  A  TEMPLE   OIT 
THE   SPOT  WHEBE   HE  WAS   BORN. 

This  piece  of  land,  which  lies  so  open  to  all,  and  is  coyered 
with  marble  and  gold,  witnessed  the  birth  of  the  infant  lord 
of  the  world.  Happy  land,  tha^  resounded  with  the  cries  of 
so  illustrious  an  infant,  and  saw  and  felt  his  little  hands 
spreading  oyer  it !  Here  stood  the  yenerable  mansion,  which 
gave  to  the  earth  that  which  Ehodes,^  and  pious  Crete,  gaye 
to  the  starry  heaven.  The  Curetes  ^  protected  Jupiter  by 
the  rattling  of  their  arms,  such  as  Phrygian  eunucbs  were 
able  to  bear.  But  thee,  CsBsar,  the  sire  of  the  Immortals 
protected,  and  the  thunderbolt  and  sagis  were  thy  spear  and 
buckler. 

On  this  grand  spot,  which  gold  and  marble  crown, 
Smil*d  first  the  mfant-lord  of  her  renown. 
What  joy  was  hers,  to  hear  th*  auspicious  cry, 
And  teach  the  sprawling  hands  to  hail  the  sky. 
Here  stood  the  awfiil  dome,  that  brought  mankind 
What  Rhodes,  what  pious  Crete,  to  heav*n  assigned. 
The  fam'd  Curetes  well  might  clanf  their  arms : 
Half-men  could  guard  a  little  god  nrom  harms. 
But,  Cffisar,  thee  the  sire  of  gooa  concealed : 
The  bolt  and  .^gis  prov'd  thy  spear  and  shield. 

ElphinaioH, 

XXI.      TO  ATTOTUB. 

Artemidorus  possesses  a  favourite  boy,  but  has  sold  his  farm : 
Calliodbrus  received  his  farm  in  exchange  for  the  boy.  Say, 
which  of  the  two  has  done  best,  Auctus  P  Artemidorus  plays 
the  lover ;  Calliodorus  the  ploughman.' 

Artemidore  his  purchased  fair  may  boast: 

But  ev'r^  clod  for  balmy  bliss  he  sold. 
Still-laughmg  lands  have  Calliodore  engrossed: 

Of  bou  the  friends  the  wond'rous  truth  be  told. 

'  Neptune  was  bom  in  Rhodes;  Jupiter  in  Crete. 

'  Priests  of  Cybele ;  originally  from  Phrygia. 

'  Artemidorus,  whose  name  is  from  the  chaste  Artemis,  or  Diana,  is  t 
lover;  CaUiodonis,  whose  name  is  from  »iXXi>c»  "  beauty,*'  is  tuned  t 
mere  ploughman. 


BOOK  IX.]  BPIGSAM8.  403 

Say,  Auctus,  whether  made  superior  choice  ? 

Or  let  the  queens  of  land  and  love  decide. 
For  ploughman  Cal  shall  Venus  give  her  Toice  ? 

Can  am'rous  Art  remain  Diana's  pride  ?        Elphituion. 

XXU.      TO   FABTOB. 

You  think,  perhaps,  Pastor,  that  I  ask  riches  with  the  same 
motive  with  wnich  the  vulgar  and  ignorant  herd  ask  them  ; 
that  the  soil  of  Setia  may  be  tilled  with  my  ploughshares, 
and  our  Tuscan  land  resound  with  the  innumerable  fetters 
of  my  slaves  $  that  I  may  own  a  hundred  tables  of  Maureta- 
iiian  marble  supported  on  pedestals  of  Libyan  ivory,  and  that 
ornaments  of  gold  may  jingle  on  my  couches ;  that  my  lips 
may  press  only  large  cups  of  crystal,  and  that  my  Falemian 
wine  may  darken  the  snow  in  which  it  is  cooled ;  that  Syrian 
slaves,  clad  in  Canusian  wool,  may  perspire  under  the  weight  of 
m^  litter,  while  it  is  surrounded  by  a  crowd  of  &8hionable 
chents ;  that  my  guests,  full  of  wine,  may  envy  me  the  posses- 
sion of  a  cupbearer,  whom  I  would  not  change  even  for  Gany- 
mede; that  I  may  ride  a  prancing  mule  to  bespatter  my  Tyrian 
cloak ;  or  goad  with  my  whip  a  steed  from  Marseilles.  It  is 
not,  I  call  the  gods  and  the  neavens  to  witness,  for  any  such 
objects.  For  what,  then  P  That  I  may  bestow  ^fts,  Faster, 
and  build  houses. 

Perhaps  you  think  more  riches  I  desire, 

From  motives  which  the  vulgar  herd  inspire. 

That  the  bright  plough  share  shine  upon  my  lands  i 

And  that  my  farm  employ  a  hundred  bands. 

My  tables  from  carv'd  frunes  derive  an  air ; 

From  gilt  ones  my  settee  or  elbow-chair. 

That  the  huge  massy  eolden  cup  be  mine ; 

Or  ice  look  crimson  d  by  my  cooling  wine. 

That  two  tall  Irishmen  my  chair  support ; 

Or  at  my  levee  beaux  may  pay  their  court 

Or  when  my  mellow  guest  is  put  to  bed. 

He  may  admire  the  Mauty  of  my  maid. 

In  harness  gay  my  set  of  greys  advance ; 

Or  that  my  pad  at  Foubertfs  learn  to  dance. 

But,  witness  heaven !  and  judge  if  I  8])eak  true ! 

Not  one  of  aU  those  things  have  I  in  view. 

Building  my  passion  is,  and  to  extend 

Alms  to  the  poor,  and  presents  to  a  friend.         Hay. 

2  D  3 


4M  kabtial'b 

xxni.  TO  oiLBirs. 
O  thou,  whose  lot  it  was  to  have  thy  head  decorated  with  the 
golden  virgin  crown,^  say,  Caras,  where  is  now  thy  Palladian 
trophy  ?  *'  Thou  seest  the  countenance  of  our  emperor  re- 
splendent  in  marhle ;  my  crown  went  of  its  own  accord  to 
place  itself  on  those  locks."  The  sacred  oak  *  may  be  jealous 
of  the  Alban  olive,  for  being  the  first  to  surround  that  uncoib 
quered  head. 

O  thou,  whose  head  with  gold^  glory  glow'd, 

Say,  where  my  friend  the  vir^-boon  bestow'd  P 

In  marble  fix'd  th'  imperial  features  view : 

The  crown^  spontaneous,  round  the  honours  flew. 

With  envy  may  the  oak  the  olive  eye, 

That  this  should  now  th'  unvanquish'd  wreath  supply. 

XXIY.      TO  THE   SAMS,   OK  HIS  BUST  OF  DOKITIAF. 

What  sculptor,  imitating  the  lineaments  of  the  imperial 
bust,  has  surpassed  in  Boman  marble  the  ivory  of  Phidias  ? 
This  is  the  face  that  rules  the  world ;  these  are  the  featuree 
of  Jove  in  his  calm  majesty ;  such  is  the  god  when  he  hurls 
his  thunder  in  a  cloudless  sky.  Pallas  has  given  thee,  Cams, 
not  only  her  crown,  but  the  image  of  thy  lord,  which  thou 
hast  thus  honoured. 

What  noble  artist  has  such  glory  won  F 

In  taking  Ceesar's  face,  Phidias  out-done  P 

Whose  polish'd  iv'ry  is  no  way  so  fair, 

As  with  the  Latian  marble  to  compare. 

Such,  with  delight,  we  see  heaVn's  face,  and  wonder 

When,  without  clouds,  serene,  we  hear  it  thunder. 

Pallas  not  only  gave  thee  th'  olive  wreath. 

But  her  own  work,  this  statue,  did  bequeath.   Anon.  1696. 

XXY.      TO   AJEB. 

Whenever  I  glance  at  your  Hyllus  as  he  pouTs  out  my 
wine,  Afer,  you  fix  upon  me  an  eye  full  of  mistrust.  What 
harm  is  there,  I  ask,  in  admiring  a  pretty  attendant  P  We 
gaze  at  the  sun,  the  stars,  the  temples,  the  gods.    Am  I  to 

^  The  crown,  in  the  foxin  of  an  olive  wreath,  presented  by  the  emperor 
to  the  Tictor  in  the  games  of  the  Quinquatria,  celebrated  in  honour  of 
Minerva  on  the  Alban  mount. 

'  The  crown  of  oak-leaves  usually  worn  by  Domitian.  See  B.  viiL 
Ep.  8. 


BOOK  IX.]  XFieSAMB.  405 

turn  away  my  head  and  hide  my  eyes  and  countenance,  aa 
though  a  Gorgon  were  handing  me  the  cups  P  Alcides  was 
eevere ;  yet  he  permitted  Hylas  to  he  looked  at ;  and  Mercury 
is  allowed  to  play  with  Ganymede.  If  you  do  not  wish  your 
&;uests,  Afer,  to  look  at  your  youthful  attendants,  you  should 
invite  only  such  as  Fhineus  and  (Edipus.^ 

As  oft  as  we  thy  Hyllus  do  hehold 

Filling  thy  wine,  thy  hrows  do  seem  to  scold ; 

What  crime  b  %  I  would  know,  to  view  thy  boy  ? 

We  look  upon  the  gods,  the  stars,  the  day. 

Shall  I  flinff  back  as  when  a  Gorgon  lies 

Steep'd  in  me  cup  ?  and  hide  my  face  and  eyes  P 

Ghreat  Hercules  was  fierce  in  cruelty. 

Yet  we  might  see  his  pretty  Hylas  free : 

Nor  would  great  Jove  have  auffht  in  wrath  to  say 

If  Mercury  with  Ganymede  did  play. 

(Afer)  if  then  we  must  not  view  thy  loose 

Soft  ministers  that  serve  thee  in  thy  bouse. 

Invite  such  men  as  Fhineus  to  be 

Thy  guests,  or  (Edipus,  that  ne*er  could  see.      Fletcher. 

XXVI.      TO  HBEVA.' 

He  who  ventures  to  send  verses  to  the  eloquent  Nerva, 
will  present  common  perfumes  to  Cosmus,'  violets  and  privet 
to  the  inhabitant  of  Psostum,  and  Corsican  honey  to  the  bees 
of  Hybla.  Yet  there  is  some  attraction  in  even  a  humble 
muse ;  the  cheap  olive  is  relished  even  when  costly  dainties 
are  on  the  table.  Be  not  surprised,  however,  that,  conscious 
of  the  mediocrity  of  her  poet,  my  Muse  fears  your  judgment. 
Nero  himself  is  said  to  have  dreaded  your  criticism,  when,  in 
his  youth,  he  read  to  you  his  sportive  effusions. 

Who  lines  to  witty  Nerva  dares  present. 

As  well  might  perfumes  to  th'  Exchange  have  sent ; 

To  Psstum  flowrs,  to  th'  country  privet  send, 

Or  Hybla's  hives  with  Corsick  honey  mend : 

Yet  may  a  slender  muse  some  gust  smord ; 

'Mong  choycest  flure  sowre  olives  come  to  th'  board. 

Nor  wond^  that  our  Muse,  beins  conscious 

Of  her  mesne  worth,  should  dread  thy  judgment  thus : 

^  Both  were  blind.  Phineiu  was  a  king  of  Salmydeasus  in  Thrace,  and 
an  augur, 
s  See  B.  yiii.  Ep.  70. 
>  Probably  the  Cosmus  elsewhere  mentioned  as  a  perfumer. 


406  ]CABTIAIi*S 

Nero  himself,  with  's  wanton  straines,  did  feare 
In  youth,  't  is  sayd,  f  approach  thy  critick  eare. 

Old  MS.  lea  Cati. 

XXTII.      TO  CHBESTUS. 

Cum  depilatos,  Chreste,  coleos  portes, 
Et  vulturino  mentulam  parem  colic, 
Et  prostitutia  levius  caput  cuHb, 
Nee  vivat  ullus  in  tuo  pilus  crura, 
Furgeutque  crebrsB  cana  labra  Yolselias ; 
Curios,  Camillos,  Quinctioa,  Numas,  Ancos, 
Et  quidquid  usquatn  legimus  pilosorum 
Loqueris,  sonasque  grandibus  minaz  verbis ; 
Et  cum  theatris,  seculoque  rixaris. 
Occurrit  aliquis  inter  ista  si  draucus, 
Jam  ps&dagogo  liberatus,  et  cujus 
Befibulavit  turgidum  faber  penem : 
Nutu  Yocatum  ducis,  et  pudet  fari, 
Catoniana,  Chreste,  quoa  facis  lingua. 

O  Chresto,  quantunque  porti  i  testicoli  spelati,  ed  una  mentola  si- 
mile al  collo  d'  un  Avotojo,  e  *\  capo  piii  allegerito  di  natiche  pro- 
stituite,  ne  verun  pelo  esista  su  le  tue  coscie,  e  le  mollette  sorrente 
usate  nettino  le  Canute  tue  labra ;  tu  parli  dei  Cuiii,  dei  Camilli,  dei 
Quintii,  dei  Numa,  degli  Anchi,  e  di  quanti  altri  pdosi  che  noi  1^ 
giamo,  e  severo  ti  fai  sentire  con  parole  gonfie ;  e  ti  sdegni  coi  tea- 
tri|  e  coi  tempi.  Se  fra  tanto  ti  capita  qualche  nerboruto  di  eii  li- 
berato  dal  peda^go,  il  di  cui  turgido  membro  abbia  il  fabro  sfibbiato^ 
tu  lo  conduci  chiamato  con  un  segno :  e  mi  yergogno  dire,  O  Chresto, 
cio  che  fai  coUa  tua  lingua  da  C^tone.  OragUa, 

XXYIII.      EPITAPH   OK  LATIKUS. 

I,  that  lie  here,  am  Latinus,  the  pleasing  ornament  of 
the  stage,  the  honour  of  the  games,  the  object  of  your  ap-> 
plause,  and  your  delight ;  who  could  have  fixed  even  Oato 
himself  as  a  spectator,  and  have  relaxed  the  gravity  of  the 
Curii  and  Fabricii.  But  my  life  took  no  colour  m>m  the 
stage,  and  I  was  known  as  an  actor  only  in  my  profession. 
Nor  could  I  have  been  acceptable  to  the  emperor  without 
strict  morality.  He,  like  a  god,  looks  into  the  inmost  re- 
cesses of  the  mind.  Call  me,  if  you  please,  the  slave  of 
laurel-crowned  Phoebus,  provided  Borne  snows  that  I  was  the 
servant  of  her  Jupiter. 


BOOK  IX.]  £PIOBAMS.  407 

The  charming  grace,  the  glor^  of  the  stage, 

Th'  applause,  me  darling  pastime  of  the  age ; 

Latin  lies  here,  whom  Cato  would  have  made 

His  fix*d  spectator,  sourness  have  allayed 

In  rough  Fabricius.    His  strict  life  ne'er  drew 

The  stage's  vice,  its  arts  he  only  knew. 

Dear  to  his  lord,  he  must,  by  virtue,  be. 

His  lord,  whose  eyes  the  inward  mind  do  see. 

Him,  Phoebus'  parasite,  cease,  Rome,  to  name, 

To  be  thy  Jove  s  domestic,  he  did  claim.       Anon,  1695. 

I  'm  that  arch  fellow  Foote,  the  delight  of  his  age. 

The  fame  and  applause  of  the  droll  mimic  stage ; 

"T  is  I  who,  by  muscles  quite  chang'd  and  grimace. 

Could  the  deep  lurking  laugh  of  great  senators  trace. 

And  quite  shorten  the  length  of  Sir  Thomas's  face. 

'T  is  I  who  the  various  powers  have  ^own 

Of  changing  the  face  by  a  secret  unknown : 

The  feign'd  laugh,  ogling  smile,  and  the  wide  vacant  staro. 

That  has  made  the  spectators  all  loudly  declare 

They  never  saw  anything  like  it,  they  sweajr. 

Thus,  during  my  me-time,  my  house  was  still  showing 

That  by  my  sole  art  I  could  keep  the  scenes  going. 

But  what  will  become  of  it  after  I  'm  dead 

The  Lord  knows,  but  fear  't  will  lie  low  as  my  head ! 

I  've  taken  offoihen  till  quite  out  of  breath. 

And  now  I  m  taken  off  oy  tiiat  fell  serjeant,  Death. 

Bev.  Mr.  Scott,  1773. 

XXIX.      BFITAPH   Oir  PHILiBKIS. 

After  having  lived  through  a  period  as  long  as  the  age 
of  Nestor,  are  jou  then  so  suddenly  carried  off,  Fhilssnis,  to 
Phito's  streams  below  ?  You  had  not  yet  counted  the  long 
years  of  the  Cumsan  Sibyl ;  she  was  older  by  three  months. 
Alas !  what  a  tongue  is  silent !  a  tongue  that  not  a  thousand 
eages  full  of  slaves,  nor  the  crowd  of  the  votaries  of  Serapis, 
nor  the  schoolmaster's  curly-headed  troop  hurrying  to  their 
lessons  in  the  morning,  nor  the  bank  resounding  with  flocks 
of  Strymonian  cranes,  could  overpower.  Who  will  hence- 
forth know  how  to  draw  down  tne  moon  with  Thessalian 
circle  P  ^  Who  will  display  such  skill  in  managing  an  amorous 
intrigue  for  money  P  May  the  earth  lie  lightly  on  you,  and 
may  you  be  pressed  with  a  thin  covering  of  sand,  that  the 
dogs  may  not  be  prevented  from  rooting  up  your  bones ! 

'  Tbessaly  was  celebrated  for  magic  arts. 


408  HABTIiX'l 

Philenis,  old  as  Nestor,  must  thou  take 

So  soone  thy  passage  to  th'  infemall  lake  P 

Thou  hadst  not  reached  the  Sibyll's  age ;  her  county 

Alas !  does  thine  yet  full  three  months  surmount. 

Ah !  what  a  tongue 's  now  silenc'd,  which  no  cry 

Of  Isis*  priests,  or  gaole-birds,  could  outvie ; 

Or  in  a  morning  a  full  schoole  of  boyes, 

Or  flock  of  screaming  wylde-geese,  e*er  outnoyse. 

Who  now  shall  charme  the  moone  with  ma^c  whirle  ? 

What  bawd  know  how  to  sell  this  or  that  gurle  ? 

May  gentle  earth,  and  light  dust,  cover  thee, 

Lest  tiiy  bones  unscratch'd  up  by  dogs  should  bee ! 

Old  MS.  16th  Cent. 

XZX.      OK  THE   CONJVaAL  AFFSOTIOK  OF  IQOBIKA. 

Antistius  Busticua  has  perished  on  the  barbarian  frontiers 
of  the  Cappadocians,  land  guilty  of  a  lamentable  crime !  Ni- 
nina  brought  back  in  her  bosom  the  bones  of  her  dear  hus- 
band, and  complained  that  the  way  was  not  sufficiently  long ; ' 
and,  when  she  was  confiding  the  sacred  urn  to  the  tomb,  which 
she  envied,  she  seemed  to  herself  to  lose  her  husband  a  second 
time. 

When  late  his  Grace  at  Naples  did  expire 

(A  place  we  now  may  curse,  and  not  iidmire^, 

The  pious  wife  brought  home  the  dear  remams ; 

And  of  the  joumev  short,  too  short,  complains. 

Envies  the  tomb  tnat  robs  her  of  hiB  urn ; 

A  loss  which  she,  as  widow*d  twice,  doth  mounu      Say, 

XXXI.      ON  THE   vow   OF  VELIITS. 

Yelius,  while  accompanyine;  Csesar  on  his  northern  expe- 
dition, vowed,  for  the  safety  of  his  leader,  to  immolate  a  goose* 
to  Mars.*  The  moon  had  not  fully  completed  eight  revolu- 
tions,' when  the  god  demanded  fulfilment  of  his  vow.  The 
goose  itself  hastened  willingly  to  the  altar,  and  fell  a  humble 
victim  on  the  sacred  hearth.  Do  you  see  those  eight  me- 
dals hanging  from  the  broad  beak  of  the  bird  ?  *  They  were 
recently  hidden  in  its  entrails.^  The  victim  which  offers  pro- 

*  That  she  might  have  had  his  relics  longer  in  her  possession. 
^  The  preserver  of  the  Roman  empire. 

'  The  war  lasted  only  eight  months. 

*  A  silver  image  of  the  goose,  to  the  beak  of  which  eight  medals  vers 
suspended,  indicative  of  the  eight  months  of  the  war. 

*  in  allusion  to  the  taking  of  omens  by  inspecting  the  entrails  of  birds. 


BOOK  IX.1  EPIGRAJC8.  409 

pitioos  Bacrifices  for  thee,  Cssar,  with  silver  instead  of  blood, 
teaches  us  that  we  have  no  longer  need  of  steel  (the  sword). 

In  northern  climes,  amid  sublime  alarms. 

This  bird  a  Yelius  vow'd  for  Csesar's  arms. 

Not  twice  four  times  her  course  did  Luna  stray, 

When  Mars  his  vot'ry  called  his  vow  to  pay. 

The  gander  joyous  peaPd  his  fiin'ral  knell. 

And  on  the  sacred  nre  spontaneous  fell. 

Eight  wondrous  coins  he  dropt  from  out  his  bill : 

These  from  his  bowels  he  did  late  distiL 

Who  now  with  silver,  not  with  blood,  atones ; 

The  happy  xmavail  of  iron  owns.  JEIphimUm, 

TTXTI.      OK  THE   OHOIOS   OP  A  KI8TBESB. 

I  prefer  one  who  is  free  and  easy,  and  who  goes  about  clad 
in  a  loose  robe ;  one,  who  has  just  before  granted  favours  to 
my  young  slave;  one,  whom  a  couple  of  pence  will  buy. 
She  who  wants  a  great  deal  of  money,  and  uses  grand  words, 
I  leave  to  the  fat  and  foolish  Gtmcon. 

XZXin.      TO  PLAOCUB. 

•Audieris  in  quo,  Flacce,  balneo  plausum ; 
Matronis  illic  esse  mentulam  scito. 

Tu,  O  Flacco,  avrai  sentito  in  qualche  bagno  delo  schiamazzi* ; 
lapi  che  coU  v*  ^  '1  cotale  d'  un  drauco.  Qraglia. 

IXXrV.     TO   OJISAB,   OK  THE   TEMPLE   OP  THE  FLAVIAN 

PAMILY. 

Jupiter,  when  he  saw  the  Flavian  temple  rising  under  the 
sky  of  Bome,  laughed  at  the  fabulous  tomb  erected  to  himself 
on  Mount  Ida,  and,  having  drunk  abundantly  of  nectar  at 
table,  exclaimed,  as  he  was  nanding  the  cup  to  his  son  Mars, 
and  addressing  himself  at  the  same  time  to  Apollo  and 
Diana,  with  whom  were  seated  Hercules  and  the  pious  Arcos, 
''  Yon  gave  me  a  monument  in  Crete ;  see  how  much  better  a 
thing  it  is  to  be  the  father  of  Caesar !" 

When  Jove  great  Caesar's  Flavian  temple  ey'd, 
His  &bulou8  Cretan  tombe  he  did  dende. 
And  when  at  table  he  did  freely  supp 
Nectar,  and  gave  to  Mars,  his  sonne,  the  cupp, 
Lookinff  on  PhoBbus,  and  bright  Phosbe,  where 
Faire  Maia's  sonne  and  great  Alcides  were, 
**  Tou  rais'd  me  Cretan  monuments,**  quoth  he. 
How  much  more  Casar*s  father  'tis  to  be ! "        May. 


410  KABTIAL'8 

XXXT.      TO   PHIL0MU6US. 

These  are  the  contrivaiiceBy  Fhilomusus,  by  which  70a 
constantly  trying  to  secure  a  dinner ;  inventing  numbers  of 
fictions,  and  retailing  them  as  true.  You  are  informed  of 
the  counsels  of  Facorus  at  the  court  of  Farthia ;  you  can  tell 
the  exact  numbers  of  the  German  and  Sarmatian  armies.  You 
reveal  the  unopened  despatches  of  the  Dacian  general ;  you 
see  a  laurelled  letter,  announcing  a  victory,  before  its  arrival. 
You  know  how  often  dusky  Syene  has  been  watered  by  Egyp- 
tian floods ;  you  know  how  many  ships  have  sailed  from  the 
shores  of  Africa ;  you  know  for  whose  head  the  Julian  olives 
grow,  and  for  whom  the  Father  of  Heaven^  destines  his 
triumphal  crowns.  A  truce  to  your  arts ;  ^ou  shall  dine  with 
me  to-day,  but  only  on  this  condition,  Fhilomusus,  that  jou 
tell  me  no  news. 

By  these  stale  arts  a  dinner  you  pursue ; 

You  trump  up  any  tale  and  tell  as  true. 

Know  how  the  councils  at  the  Hague  incline ; 

What  troops  in  Italy  and  on  the  Ehine. 

A  letter  from  the  general  produce, 

Before  the  officers  could  nave  the  news. 

Know  to  an  inch  the  rising  of  the  Nile : 

What  ships  are  coming  from  each  sugar  isle : 

What  we  expect  from  this  year's  preparation : 

Who  shall  command  the  forces  of  the  nation. 

Leave  off  these  tricks ;  and  with  me  if  you  choose 

To  dine  to-day,  do  so ;  but  then,  no  news.  Hay, 

ZXXYI.      COITVEBSATIOK  OP   GAimCBDB   AND  JTJPITEB   OK 
EASHrirS   AlfD   OTHEB  FAYOrBITES    OF   DOHITIAN. 

When  the  Fhrygian  youth,  the  well-known  favourite  of 
the  ofher  Jupiter,  had  seen  the  Ausonian  attendant' with  his 
hair  just  shaved  off,  "O  sovereign  ruler,"  said  he,  '*  concede  to 
thy  youth  what  thy  Caesar  has  granted  to  his.  l^e  first  down 
upon  my  chin  is  now  succeeded  by  longer  hairs ;  thy  Juno 
now  laughs  at  me  and  calls  me  a  man."  To  whom  the  Fa* 
ther  of  Heaven  answered, ''  Oh,  sweetest  boy,  not  I,  but  ne- 
cessity, denies  your  request.  Our  Cesar  has  a  thousand  cup- 
bearers like  you  ;  and  his  palace,  large  as  it  is,  scarcely  holds 
the  brilliant  troop.     But  if  your  hair  be  shaved,  and  give 

>  Jupiter  Capitolinus.  *  Earinus.    See  £p.  17  and  18. 


BOOK  IX.]  EPIOSAU0.  411 

jou  a  man's  visage,  what  other  youth  will  be  found  to  mix 
mj  nectar  for  me  ?'* 

When  late  the  Phi^ffian  youth  espied 
Th'  Ausonian,  with  his  locks  laid  down ; 

To  Jupiter  he  humbly  cried, 
On  my  desire,  oh!  do  not  frown. 

What  privilege  thy  Cssar  deign*d, 

To  bid  his  striplinff  fond  enjoy, 
Of  thee,  great  ruJer,  be  obtaiu*d, 

To  bless  thine  ever  grateful  boy. 

The  down,  with  which  my  cheek  is  clad, 

Beneath  my  waving  honours  plays. 
**Thou  now  art  Quite  a  msn,  my  lad," 

To  me  thy  smiling  consort  says. 

To  whom  the  sire :  '*  My  sweetest  boy. 

Thou  seem'st  not  vet  maturely  wise. 
Thou  know*st  I  womd  indulge  thy  joy : 

But  thee  the  thing  itself  denies. 

A  thousand  ministers,  like  thee, 

Adorn  my  dear  Augustus'  hall : 
Her  vast  expanse,  whate'er  it  be, 

Can  hardly  hope  to  hold  ^em  alL 

Should  the  rich  harvest  of  thy  hair 

Upon  thy  looks  implant  the  man ; 
To  miz  my  nectar,  teU  me  where 

I  could  supply  another  Gan  P  "        Elphttutan, 

XXXVII.     TO    QALLA. 

Thouffh,  while  you  yourself,  GaUa,  are  at  home,  you  are 
being  massed  out  in  the  middle  of  the  Suburra,  and  your 
locks  are  prepared  for  you  at  a  distance ;  though  you  lay  aside 
your  teeth  at  night  with  your  silk  garments,  and  lie  stowed 
away  in  a  hundred  boxes ;  though  even  your  face  does  not 
sleep  with  you,  and  you  ogle  me  from  under  eyebrows 
which  are  brought  to  you  in  the  morning ;  though  no  consi- 
deration of  your  faded  charms,  which  belong  to  a  past  gener- 
ation, moves  you ;  though  all  this  is  the  case,  you  offer  me 
six  hundred  sesterces.  But  nature  revolts,  and^  blind  though 
she  be,',  she  sees  very  well  what  you  are. 

When,  thou  at  home  and  absent,  borrowed  hayre 
And  tyres  for  thee  the  shops  doe  still  prepare ; 

^  See  B.  vL  Ep.  23  and  33. 


il2  hab.tial'8 

WheiL  teeth,  as  doaths,  at  sleeping  times  layd  by, 
Thy  face  at  night  doth  never  with  thee  lye ; 
Lock'd  up  in  hundred  boxes ;  whence  i'  m*  mome, 
That  looke  they  bring  thee  out  is  next  day  wome ; 
Yet,  without  rev'rence  to  thy  locks  (as  old 
As  grand-dame's^,  thou  to  Cupide  offer'st  gold ; 
But  Cupid's  deafe ;  and,  ne'er  so  blind,  can  see 
Thou  temptest  not  to  sport,  but  drudgerie. 

Oid  MS.  16th  Cent 

XXXTTEI.     TO   AGATHINirS,   A  JITGaLEB. 

Though,  Agathinos,  you  plaj  dangerous  tricka  with  the 
utmost  nimbleness,  you  still  cannot  contriye  to  let  your 
shield  fall.  It  seems  to  follow  you,  even  against  your 
will,  and,  returning  through  the  thin  air,  seats  itself  either 
on  your  foot,  or  your  back,  or  your  hiur,  or  your  finger. 
However  slippery  the  stage  may  be  with  showers  of  saf- 
fron, and  however  the  violent  south  winds  may  tear  the 
canvass  opposed  to  its  fury,  the  shield,  without  apparent 
guidance,  freely  traverses  your  limbs,  unimpeded  by  either 
wind  or  water.  Even  though  you  wished  to  fail,  whatever 
your  endeavours,  you  could  not ;  and  the  fall  of  your  shield 
would  be  the  greatest  proof  of  your  art. 

Little  nimble  Agathine, 
What  consummate  art  is  thine ! 
Play  thy  jpostures,  one  and  all ; 
Never  will  the  target  fall. 
Thee  she  follows  everywhere : 
Stooping  through  the  easy  air, 
To  thy  hiemd  or  foot  she  flies, 
On  thy  back  or  buttock  lies. 
Slipp'rv  footing  proves  no  dread, 
Though  the  showr  Corycian  shed ; 
Though  the  rapid  southern  gales 
Strive  to  rend  theatric  vails. 
Still  secure,  the  careless  boy 
Flings  from  limb  to  limb  the  toy ; 
And  the  artist  well  may  brave 
All  the  force  of  wind  and  wave. 

Little  dextrous  Agathine, 
To  eschew  should'st  thou  incline, 
Poor  thy  chance,  alone  of  this : 
Who  still  hits,  can  never  miss. 
Thou  must  change  thy  postures  all ; 
Else  the  target  ne'er  will  fall.  E^kmUotu 


BOOK  IX.]  SFieRAMS.  418 

TTTTT.     OK  THE  BIBTH-DAT  07  OJBSOITIA. 

This  is  the  anmyenary  of  the  first  day  on  which  the  Pala- 
tine Thunderer  ^  saw  light,  a  day  on  which  Cybele  might  have 
desired  to  give  birth  to  Jove.  On  this  day,  too,  the  chaste 
Caesonia  was  bom,  the  daughter  of  my  friend  Sufus;  no 
maiden  owes  more  than  she  to  her  mother.  The  husband  re- 
joices in  the  double  good  fortune  which  awaits  his  prayers, 
and  that  it  has  fallen  to  his  lot  to  have  two  reasons  for  lov** 
ing  this  day. 

This  was  our  earthly  Jove's  first  happy  mom, 
Rhea  oft  wish'd  her  Jove  upon  it  bom. 
Which  day  first  light  did  to  Ccesonia  show, 
No  daughter  e'er  t* a  mother  more  did  owe; 
Two  miffhty  joys  the  day  in  Rufiis  moves, 
Which  lor  nis  prince,  and  for  his  wife,  he  loves. 

Anon.  169t^. 

XL.      OK  niODOBirS  AKD  his  WITB   PHILJ5KI8. 

When  Diodoms  left  Pharos  for  Borne,  to  win  the  Tar- 
peian  crowns,'  his  PhilsBnis  made  a  tow  for  his  safe  return, 
that  a  young  girl,  such  as  even  the  chastest  woman  mi^ht 
love,  should  prepare  her  for  his  embraces.  The  ship  beins 
destroyed  by  a  terrible  storm,  Diodoms,  submerged  and 
overwhelmed  in  the  deep,  escaped  by  swimminc;,  through 
the  influence  of  the  vow.  Oh  nusband  too  tardy  and  too 
sluggish !  If  my  mistress  had  made  such  a  vow  for  me  upon 
the  shore,  I  should  have  returned  at  once. 

Against  the  high  Tarpeian  time, 
Wnen  garlands  render  heads  sublime ; 
To  Rome  retumins,  Diodore 
The  canvass  spread  from  Pharos'  shore. 
Philnnis  for  her  lord's  return, 
Fanning  the  flame  that  bid  her  bum, 
VoVd  mat  the«purest  maid  should  meet 
What  Sabine  dames  not  blush  to  greet. 

The  vessel  wreck'd  in  the  profound, 
Poor  Diodore  was  just  not  dxown'd. 
He  swims  through  each  opposing  storai, 
The  vow  all  pious  to  perform. 
Tet  kinder  than  deserv'd  his  fiite : 
"T  was  well  he  came,  nor  came  too  late. 

*  Domitiaii. 

*  In  the  Quinquatrian  games.  See  Ep.  23,  and  B.  iv.  Ep.  54. 


** 


414  MAkTIAL*8 

I,  80  devoted  by  my  doye, 

Would  fly  upon  the  wings  of  love.        JBlphmtiim, 

XLI.      TO    FONTICI7S. 

Pontioe,  quod  nunqaam  futuia,  sed  pellice  l»va 

Uteris,  et  yeneri  servit  arnica  manus : 
Hoc  nihil  esse  putas  ?  scelus  est,  mihi  crede,  sed 
ingens, 

Quantum  yix  animo  ooncipis  ipse  tuo. 
Nempe  semel  futuit,  generaret  Horatius  ut  tres ; 

Mars  semel,  ut  geminos  Ilia  casta  daret. 
Omnia  perdiderat,  si  masturbatus  uterque 

Mandasset  manibus  gaudia  fceda  suis. 
Ipsam  crede  tibi  naturam  dicere  rerum : 

Istud  quod  digitis,  Pontice,  perdis,  homo  est. 

O  Pontico,  il  perche  tu  msd  immembri,  ma  uai  1'  adultera  tiia 
sinistra,  e  1'  arnica  mano  senre  a  Venere:  pensi  tu  che  cio  aia 
niente  ?  £'  una  sceleragine,  credimi,  ma  si  grande  e  tale,  che 
appena  tu  stesso  la  concepisci  nell'  animo  tuo.  In  fatti,  Orario 
immembro  una  yolta  sola  nerche  generasse  tre  figliuoli.  Marte  una 
yolta,  perche  la  casta  Ilia  dasse  i  gemellL  L*  uno  e  V  altro  ayrebbe 
distrutto  ogni  cosa,  se  qual  masturbatore  avesse  abbandonate  i  sozzi 

Siaceri  alle  sue  mani.     Credi,  che  la  natura  stessa  delle  coee  ti 
ice :  do  che,  O  Pontico,  distruggi  ooUe  dita,  d  un  uomo.    (jragUa, 

XLII.   TO  APOLLO,  THAT  STELLA  MAT  HAYB  TEX 

OONSULSHIF. 

So  mayst  thou  ever  be  rich,  Apollo,  in  thy  sea-girt  plains ; 
so  mayst  thou  oyer  haye  delight  in  thy  ancient  swans ;  so 
may  the  learned  sisters  eyer  serye  thee,  and  thy  Delphic 
oracles  neyer  speak  falsely ;  so  may  the  palace  of  Gssar  wor- 
ship and  loye  thee ;  as  the  kind  Domitian  shall  speedilygrant 
ana  accord  to  Stella,  at  my  request,  the  twelye  fasces.  Happy 
then  shall  I  be,  and,  as  thy  debtor  for  the  fulfilment  of  my 
prayer,  will  lead  to  the  rustic  altar  a  young  steer  with  golden 
noms,  as  a  sacrifice  to  thee.  The  yictim  is  already  bom, 
Phoebus;  why  dost  thou  delay? 

So  may  thy  temples,  PhoBbus,  honoured  be  \ 
Prophetic  swans  held  sacred  unto  thee ; 
The  muses  gloiy  to  make  up  thy  train. 
The  Delphic  oracles  proye  neyer  yain ; 


BOOK  IX.]  EPIOSAMB.  416 

The  palace  divine  worship  to  thee  pay, 
As  Csesar  (thou  inspiring  him)  shau  say, 
The  grace  thou  ask  st,  to  Stella  I  will  snow, 
Consular  ensigns  upon  him  bestow. 

Thj  happy  debtor  then,  a  steer  1 11  bring, 
With  gilded  horns,  for  my  glad  offering ; 
This  vow  upon  my  rural  altar  pay ; 
The  victim's  ready,  Phcebus,  wny  dost  stay  ? 

Anon,  1695. 

Xliin.     OK   A  STATUS   OF   HBBOULES,   THAT   HAD   COKB   INTO 

THS   FOSSSS8IOK   OP  TIIOEX. 

This  great  deity,  represented  by  a  small  bronze  image, 
who  mitigates  the  hardness  of  the  rocks  on  which  he  sits 
by  spreading  oyer  them  his  lion's  skin ;  who,  with  upraised 
countenance,  gazes  on  the  heayen  which  he  once  supported ; 
whose  left  hand  is  engaged  with  his  club,  and  his  right  with 
a  cup  of  wine,  is  not  a  new-born  celebrity,  or  a  glory  of  our 
own  sculptor's  art.  You  behold  the  noble  work  of  Lysippus, 
which  he  presented  to  Alexander  the  Great.  This  divinity 
adorned  the  table  of  the  monarch  of  Fella,  so  soon  laid  in  the 
earth  which  he  had  subdued.  By  this  god,  Hannibal,  when 
a  child,  took  his  oath  at  the  Libyan  altar ;  this  god  bade  the 
cruel  Sulla  lay  down  his  kingly  power.  Offended  by  the  proud 
despotism  of  various  courts,  he  now  delights  to  inhabit  a 
private  house;  and,  as  he  was  formerly  the  guest  of  the 
benevolent  Molorchus,  so  he  desires  now  to  be  the  god  of  the 
learood  Vindex. 

On  stone,  with  softer  lyon's  skinn  o'erlayd, 

This  mighty  god«  that  sits  in  brass  pourtray'd, 

fiooking  to  th'  starrs,  8ustayn*d  once  by  his  might, 

Whose  left  hand  his  clubb  warmes,  and  wine  ms  right. 

Is  no  new  piece  of  which  our  gravers  boast ; 

Wee  to  Lysippus  owe  this  paynes  and  cost. 

This  once  the  Macedonian  youth  possess'd. 

Who  soone  the  whole  world  conquered,  soone  deceai'd ; 

Then  Hannibal  to  Libyan  coasts  translated ; 

Who  Sylla*8  steme  commanding  power  abated. 

Brooking  no  longer  swdling  tyrants*  courts, 

T*  a  private  dweuing  hee  at  length  resorts ; 

And,  as  he  once  was  kind  Molorchus'  ^est. 

So  with  leam'd  Vindex  now  this  god  will  rest 

(HdMS.lMOnU. 


416  mabtial's 

xltt.    ov  thb  samb. 

I  lately  asked  Yindex  to  whose  happj  toil  and  workman- 
sbip  his  Hercules  owed  his  existence.  He  smiled,  as  is  his 
wont,  and,  with  a  slight  inclination  of  head,  ^  Pray/'  said  he, 
**  my  dear  poet,  can  jou  not  read  Qreek  ?  The  pedestal  bean 
an  inscription  which  tells  you  the  name.'*  I  read  the  word 
Ljsippus,  I  thought  it  had  been  the  work  of  Phidias. 

When  late  Alcides'  self  I  saw 

A  Vindex*  guest,  I  gaz'd  with  awe ; 

Yet  humbly  of  the  god  inquir'd. 

What  human  art  he  had  inspired. 

To  bid  his  image  stand  confess'd. 

His  godship  scarce  his  smile  suppressed ; 

And,  noddmg  bland,  thus  deign*d  to  speak : 

Poor  bardling,  dost  thou  know  no  Greek  P 

Behold  the  base,  and  learn  to  spell: 

Thence  wonder  and  inquiry  qudl. 

I,  blushing,  there  AYSmnOY  scann'd ; 

But  thought  it  had  been  Phidias'  hand.    E^mtttm, 

XLy.      TO  ILABOBLLIiarS. 

You  are  now  about  to  set  out,  Marcellinus,  as  a  soldier  to 
the  northern  climes,  to  braye  the  sluggish  constellations  ot 
the  Getic  sky :  there  the  Promethean  rocks  and  the  fiibled 
mountains,  to  which  you  must  now  go,  will  be  close  to  your 
eyes !  When  you  haye  beheld  the  rocks,  the  confidants  of  the 
mighty  plaints  of  old  Prometheus,  you  will  say,  **  He  was 
more  enduring  than  they.'*  And  you  may  ad^  ''  He  who 
was  able  to  bear  such  si^erings,  was  well  qualified  to  fashion 
the  race  of  mortals.'* 

Now  thou  bearest  arms  under  the  northern  pole, 

Near  which  the  constellations  slowly  roll ; 

With  thy  approaching  eyes  thou  mayest  behold 

Prometheus'  rock,  the  fabulous  scene  of  old. 

Where  th'  aged  hero  fill'd  both  earth  and  skies 

With  hideous  exclamations  and  loud  cries. 

The  tortures  proying,  which  he  there  sustain'd. 

The  rock  less  hard  to  which  his  limbs  were  chain'd. 

Who  can  men's  hardships  or  hard  hearts  admire, 

When  they,  the  ofispring,  are  of  such  a  sire  P  Anon,  1695. 

XLyi.      Oir   GSLLIUS. 

GhelliuB  is  always  building ;  sometimes  he  is  laying  down 
thresholds,  sometimes  fitti^  keys  to  doors,  and   Duying 


BOOK   IZ.]  XPIGHAMB.  417 

locks ;  sometimes  he  is  changing  or  replacing  windows.  He 
does  anything  to  be  engaged  in  building,  and  all  this  that  he 
jnaj  be  able  to  saj  to  any  friend  who  asks  him  for  a  loan,  *'  I 
am  building." 

56  still  is  building :  patches  up  a  door, 
Iters  a  lock,  or  key ;  and  notning  more : 
Bemoves  a  window ;  puts  it  in  repair : 
So  he  but  build,  no  matter  what  tn  affair ; 
That  he  may  answer,  ask  him  when  you  will 
To  lend  you  money,  "  I  am  building  still.'*         JSay. 

XLVII.      TO   PANNICE. 

Democritos,  Zenonas,  inexplicitosque  Platonas, 

Quidquid  et  hire  litis  squalet  imaginibus. 
Sic  quasi  Pytbagorse  loqueris  successor  et  hseres, 

Pnependet  sane  nee  tibi  barba  minor. 
Sed,  quod  et  hircosis  serum  est,  et  turpe  pilosis. 

In  molli  rigidam  clune  libenter  habes. 
Tu  qui  sectarum  causas  et  pondera  nosti. 

Die  mihi,  percidi,  Pannice,  dogma  quod  est  ? 

Tu  cosi  rammemori  i  Democriti,  i  Zenoni,  e  ^li  inesplicabili  Pla- 
toni,  e  tutto  cio  che  Vd  di  succido  per  le  irsute  immagini,  quasi  sue- 
cessore  ed  erede  di  Pitagora :  ne  minor  barba  ti  pende  dal  mento. 
Ma  do  che  tardi  si  sente  agli  ircosi,  e  turpevolmente  pelosi,  tu 
Tolontieri  lo  comporti  insopportabile  nelle  effeminate  coscie.  Tu  che 
sai  le  origini,  e  gli  argomenti  delle  Sette,  dimmi,  o  Pannico,  esser 
inciso  che  dogma  ^  ?  Qtaglia, 

Thy  words  the  deep  recondite  lore  resound 

Of  Plato,  Zeno,  what 's  severest  found 

'Mong  those  whose  horrid  images  affect 

To  doom  all  Tice,  by  their  austere  aspect; 

Speak  thee  Pythag'ras  successor  and  heir. 

Nor  "bate  thou  him  in  bush  of  beard  a  hair. 

Thou  *st  yet,  what 's  shameful,  and  shou'd  ne'er  be  said, 

A  wanton  mind  to  this  thy  awful  head. 

Say  thou,  who  th'  axioms  of  all  sects  dost  know. 

Whose  dogma  'tis,  the  scars  of  lust  to  show. 

Anon.  1695. 

ILTIII.      TO    GARKIOUS. 

As  you  swore  to  me,  Ghirricus,  by  vour  gods  and  by  your 
head,  that  I  was  to  inherit  the  fourth  of  your  estate,  I  be- 
lieved you,  (for  who  would  willingly  disbelieve  what  he  de- 
sires P)  and  nursed  my  hopes  by  continually  giving  you  pre- 


418  Martial's 

sents ;  among  which  I  sent  you  a  Laurentian  boar  of  extra* 
ordinary  weight ;  one  that  you  might  haye  supposed  to  be 
from.  JStolian  Calydon.  But  you  forthwith  invited  the 
people  and  the  senators ;  and  glutted  Borne  is  not  yet  free 
from  the  taste  of  my  boar.  I  myself  (who  would  believe  it  ?) 
was  not  present  even  as  the  humblest  of  your  guests ;  not  a 
rib,  not  even  the  tail,  was  sent  me.  How  am  I  to  expect  from 
you  a  fourth  part  of  your  estate,  Garricus,  when  not  even  a 
twelfth  part  of  my  own  boar  came  to  me  P 

By  all  that  *s  good  and  sacred  you  do  swear, 

To  make  me  of  a  quarter  part  your  heir. 

I  think,  you  would  not  gratis  go  to  hell ; 

Nor  would  I  starve  a  humour  1  like  well. 

'Mongst  other  things  I  sent  of  bucks  a  brace, 

Fatter  than  any  now  on  Enfield  chace. 

Your  corporation  you  invite  to  dine  j 

And  cramm*d  they  were  with  ven'son  which  was  mine. 

Though  founder  I,  and  not  the  meanest  guest, 

You  save  me  not  one  morsel  with  the  rest. 

A  litUe  ominous  an  empty  plate ! 

Pray,  don't  forget  a  slice  of  your  estate.         Hay, 

XLIX.      ON  A  TOGA   GIVEN   HIM  BY   PABTHENIUS.^ 

This  is  that  toga  much  celebrated  in  my  little  books,  that 
toga  so  well  known  and  loved  by  my  readers.     It  was  a 

i>resent  from  Parthenius ;  a  memorable  present  to  his  poet 
ong  ago ;  in  it,  while  it  was  new,  while  it  shone  brilliantly 
with  glistening  wool,  and  while  it  was  worthy  the  name  of 
its  giver,  I  walked  proudly  conspicuous  as  a  Eoman  knight. 
Now  it  is  grown  old,  and  is  scarce  worth  the  acceptance  of 
shivering  poverty ;  and  you  may  well  call  it  snowy,*  What 
does  not  time  in  the  course  of  years  destroy  P  This  toga  is 
no  longer  Parthenius's ;  it  is  mine. 

This  is  that  coat,  so  often  by  me  sung, 
Upon  whose  praise  the  raptur'd  reader  hung. 
Hjs  lordship's  once ;  a  giu;  for  poet  meet ; 
In  which  I  walked  respected  in  the  street. 
New,  and  with  all  its  glossy  honours  on, 
Worthy  its  donor,  it  mvinely  shone. 
Now  old,  a  hangman  scorns  it  for  his  fees : 
And  if  it  shines  at  all,  it  shines  with  grease. 

1  See  B.  Tiii.  Ep.  28.         '  See  Note  on  B.  iv.  £p.  34. 


BOOK  IX.]  XPIGBAMB.  419 

All  things  by  time,  and  length  of  yean,  dechne : 

Is  this  his  lordship's  coat  ?  for  shame  t  'tis  mine.    Hay. 

L.     TO   GAUBVB. 

You  pretend  to  consider  my  talent  as  small,  Gtaorus,  be- 
cause I  write  poems  which  please  by  being  brief.  I  confess 
that  it  is  so ;  while  you,  who  write  the  grand  wars  of  Priam 
in  twelye  books,  are  doubtless  a  great  man.  Ipaint  the 
favourite  of  Brutus,'  and  Langon,^  to  the  life.  \6\x^  great 
artist,  fashion  a  giant  in  clay. 

Gaurus  approves  my  wit  but  slenderly, 

'Cause  I  write  verse  that  please  for  brevity : 

But  he  in  twenty  volumes  drives  a  trade 

Of  Priam's  wars.    Oh,  he's  a  mighty  blade ! 

We  give  an  elegant  youns;  pigmy  birth, 

He  makes  a  dirty  giant  all  of  earth.  Fletcher. 

I  am  no  genius,  you  affirm :  and  why  P 

Because  my  verses  please  by  brevity. 

But  you,  who  twice  ten  ponderous  volumes  write 

Of  mighty  battles,  are  a  man  of  might. 

Like  Prior's  bust,  my  work  is  neat,  but  small: 

Yours  like  the  dirty  giants  in  Guildhall.  Hay. 

LI.      Oir  THE   BBOTHEBS   LT7CANUS   AND  TULLU8.' 

That  which  you  constantly  asked  of  the  gods,  Lucanus,  has, 
in  spite  of  your  brother's  remonstrances,  fallen  to  your  lot ; 
it  has  been  your  fate  to  die  before  him.  TuUus  envies  you 
the  privilege ;  for  he  desired,  though  the  younger,  to  go  first 
to  the  Stygian  waters.  You  are  now  an  inhabitant  of  the 
Elysian  fields,  and,  dwelling  in  the  charming  grove,  are 
content,  for  the  first  time,  to  oe  separated  from  your  brother ; 
and  if  Castor  in  his  turn  now  comes  from  the  brilliant  stars, 
you,  as  another  Pollux,  exhort  him  not  to  return  to  them. 

To  weary  heaven,  while  gen'rous  brothers  vie, 
Thou,  Lucan,  earlier  hast  obtain'd  to  die. 
Nor  seek'st  imenvied  thou  the  shades  below : 
Tullus,  thy  younger,  glad  would  elder  go. 
Blest  tenant  of  the  bland  Elysian  grove. 
Now  first  would'st  thou  without  thy  brother  rove. 

>  See  B.  3UV.  Ep.  171. 

*  Of  whom  an  elegant  statuette  was  made  by  Lyciscus.    PUn.  H.  N. 
XXXV.  8. 

*  See  B.  I.  Ep.  37. 

2e2 


420  MABTUX^B 

Would  Castor  leave  the  li^ht,  to  pay  thy  loTe, 
A  Pollux  thou  would'st  bid  him  stay  above. 

LII.      TO  QTJIWTU8  OTIDIUS. 

If  you  but  believe  me,  Quintus  Ovidius,  I  love,  as  you  de- 
serve, the  first  of  April,  your  natal  day,  as  much  as  I  love  my 
own  first  of  March.  Ilappy  is  either  mom !  and  may  both 
days  be  marked  by  us  witn  the  whitest  of  stones !  The  one 
gave  me  life,  but  the  other  a  friend.  Yours,  Quintus,  gave 
me  more  than  my  own. 

Believing  hear,  what  you  deserve  to  hear : 

Your  birth-<lay,  as  my  own,  to  me  is  dear. 

Blest  and  distinguished  days !  which  we  should  prixe 

The  first,  the  kindest  bounty  of  the  skies. 

But  yours  gives  most;  for  mine  did  only  lend 

Me  to  the  world ;  yours  gave  to  me  a  friend.        Mcty. 

Lm.      TO   THE   SAMB. 

On  jour  birth-day,  Quintus,  I  wished  to  make  you  a  small 
present :  you  forbade  me ;  you  are  imperious.  1  must  obey 
your  injunction :  let  that  be  done  which  we  both  desire,  and 
which  will  please  us  both.  Do  yon,  Quintus,  make  me  a 
present. 

When  I  would  send  such  trifles  as  I  can, 

You  stop  me  short !  you  arbitrary  man ! 

But  I  submit    Both  may  our  orders  give ; 

And  do  what  both  like  best :  let  me  receive.    Hap, 

Liy.      TO   OABUS. 

If  I  had  thrushes  fattened  on  Ficenian  olives,  or  if  a  Sa- 
bine wood  were  covered  with  my  nets ;  or  if  the  finny  prey 
were  dragged  on  shore  by  my  extended  rod,  or  my  branches, 
thickly  limed,  held  fast  the  fettered  birds ;  I  should  offer  you. 
Cams,  as  an  esteemed  relative,  the  usual  presents,  and  neither 
a  brother  nor  a  grandfather  would  have  the  preference  over 
you.  As  it  is,  my  fields  resound  only  with  paltry  starlings 
and  the  plaints  of  linnets,  and  usher  m  the  spring  veith  the 
voice  of  the  shrill  sparrow.  On  one  side,  the  ploughman  re- 
turns the  salutation  of  the  magpie ;  on  the  other,  the  rapaci- 
ous kite  soars  towards  the  distant  stars.  So  I  send  you  small 
presents  from  my  hencoop ;  and  if  you  accept  such,  you  will 
often  be  my  relative. 


BOOK  IX.]  XPIGBAMd.  421 

If  a  meVd  quail  by  accident  I  had ; 

Or  snipe  or  woodcock  taken  in  my  glade ; 

Could  I  a  trout  now  witli  my  angle  getj 

Or  cover  a  young  partridge  with  my  net ; 

YoU|  cousin,  should  have  it  sooner  than  another, 

As  soon  as  mv  own  father,  or  my  brother. 

But  now  the  fields  with  chattering  magpies  ring ; 

SpaxTows  and  swallows  now  proclaim  me  spring : 

Kow  to  the  cuckow  shepherd  boys  reply : 

The  thieving  kite  now  skims  idonff  the  sky. 

So  that  I  nothing  but  a  fowl  could  send ; 

Which,  if  you  like,  you're  always  welcome,  friend.  Hay* 

LV.      TO  VALBEIU8  PLAOCUS. 

On  the  day  sacred  to  relatives,^  on  which  many  a  fowl  is 
sent  as  a  present,  there  throngs  around  me,  while  I  am  pre- 
paring some  thrushes  for  Stella,  and  some  for  you,  Flaccus, 
an  immense  and  troublesome  crowd,  of  which  each  individual 
thinks  that  he  ought  to  be  the  first  in  my  affections.  My 
desire  was  to  show  my  regard  for  two ;  to  offend  a  nnmber 
is  scarcely  safe ;  while  to  send  presents  to  all  would  be  ex- 
pensive. I  will  secure  their  pardon  in  the  only  way  that 
remains  to  me;  I  will  neither  send  thrushes  to  Stella  nor  to 
you,  Placcus. 

When  Christmas  turkeys  round  in  presents  flew, 

One  I  design'd  for  Ned,  and  one  for  you. 

But  most  unluckily  on  this  occasion, 

Fat  turkeys  make  me  fiiend  to  half  the  nation. 

Two  I  would  fain  oblige ;  and  none  offend : 

But  to  ffive  every  one  there  is  no  end. 

I  then  uetermine,  after  counsel  heard. 

That  Ned  and  you  must  go  without  your  bird.    Hay. 

VTL,      OV  SFXKD0PH0BT7S,  A  FAyOUBITB   OP  DOMITIAIT. 

Spendophorus,  the  armour-bearer  of  our  sovereign  lord,  is 
settmg  out  for  the  cities  of  Libya.  Prepare  weapons,  Cupid, 
to  bestow  on  the  boy ;  the  arrows  with  which  you  strike 
youths  and  tender  maids.  Let  there  be  also,  however,  a 
smooth  spear  in  his  delicate  hand.  Omit  the  coat  of  mail, 
the  sbiela,  and  the  helmet ;  and  that  he  may  enter  the  battle 
in  safety,  let  him  go  uncovered ;  Parthenopaeus '  was  hurt 

*  The  first  of  March. 

*  One  of  the  seven  chie&  against  Thebes.  His  beauty  is  said  to  bare 
been  his  defence. 


tl22  habtial's 

by  no  dart,  no  sword,  no  aarrow,  whilst  he  was  unencumbered 
with  a  head-piece.  Whoever  shall  be  wounded  by  Spendo- 
phorus,  will  die  of  love.  Happjr  is  he  whom  a  death  so  for- 
tunate awaits !  But  return  while  thou  art  still  a  boy,  and 
whOe  thy  face  retains  its  youthful  bloom,  and  let  thy  Borne, 
and  not  Libya,  make  a  man  of  thee. 

To  Libya  goes  Spendophorus  to  warre. 

Cupid,  thy  shafts  for  this  faire  Boy  prepare, 

Those  shafts,  which  youths  and  tencier  virgins  wound ; 

Light  let  thy  speare  in  his  soft  hand  be  found. 

The  breast-plate,  helme,  and  shield  I  leave  to  thee ; 

To  fight  in  safety,  naked  led  him  bee. 

No  arrow,  swor({,  nor  dart  could  hurt  in  warre 

Parthenopseus,  whilst  his  face  was  bare. 

He  whom  this  youth  shall  wound,  will  dye  of  love. 

And  happy  too  so  sweet  a  fate  to  prove. 

Whilst  yet  thy  chin  is  smooth,  fair  boy,  come  home ; 

Grow  not  a  man  in  Affricke,  but  at  home.  May, 

LVII.      OK  HEDTLUS. 

Nil  est  tritius  Hedyli  lacemis, 
Non  ansae  veterum  Corinthiorum, 
Nee  cms  compede  lubricum  decenni, 
Non  ruptsd  recutita  colla  mulse. 
Nee  qusB  Flaminiam  secant  salebrss, 
Nee  qui  littoribus  nitent  lapilli, 
Nee  Tusca  ligo  vinea  politus, 
Nee  pallens  toga  mortui  tribulis, 
Nee  pigri  rota  quassa  mulionis. 
Nee  rasum  cavea  latus  bisontis. 
Nee  dens  jam  senior  ferocis  apri. 
Bes  una  est  tamen,  ipse  non  negabit. 
Cuius  tritior  Hedyli  lacemis. 

Nulla  v*  ^  di  piu  trito  delle  laceme  di  Edilo,  non  i  manichi  dei 
vecchi  vasi  Corinzii,  ne  una  gamba  vacillante  per  i  cepi  decennali, 
non  il  coUo  ricutito  d'una  scorticata  mula,  ne  gl'  ingombri  che 
interumpono  la  Flaminia,  ne  le  pietnizze  che  riluccono  sui  lidi,  ne 
la  zappa  lustrata  nella  Tusca  vigna,'  ne  1  palido  mantello  d'  un 
povero  defunto,  ne  la  spezzata  ruota  del  vecchio  carrettiere,  ne  1 
iianco  d'  un  bisonto  spinto  nella  cava,  ne  1  di  gii  vecchio  dente  d' 
un  feroce  cignale.  Tuttavia  v'  e  una  cosa,  esse  non  la  negheii,  il 
culo  di  Edilo  e  pid  trito  delle  sue  laceme.  Graglia. 

Than  HedyFs  clothes  is  nought  more  bare : 
Not  handles  of  Corinthian  ware : 


BOOK   IX.]  EFIQBAMS.  438 

With  ten  years'  chain  the  shining  shin ; 

Of  batter'd  mule  the  closing  skin  : 

No  rut  of  old  Flaminius'  way ; 

No  pebbles,  on  the  shore  that  play : 

No  polish'd  spade,  the  vineyards  show ; 

No  paly  gown,  that  shrouds  the  low : 

No  sluggish  driver's  shattei'd  wheel ; 

No  shaven  flank,  when  bisons  reel 

Into  th'  insidious  pit,  and  roar : 

No  gleaming  bolt  of  aged  boar. 

Yet  one  thing  *s  much  more  worn  away, 

A  Hedyl's  seu  will  not  gainsay. 

That  wondrous  thing  must  doubtless  pose : 

His  conscience !  triter  than  his  clothes.      Elphinston, 

LVIII.      TO   THE   KYMPH   OF   SABIKUB.^ 

Njmph,  queen  of  the  Sacred  Lake,  to  whom  SabinuB,  with 
pious  munificence,  dedicates  an  enduring  temple;  receive 
with  kindness,  I  pray  thee,  (so  may  mountainous  Umbria  ever 
■worship  thy  source,  and  thy  town  of  Sassina  never  prefer  the 
waters  of  Baise !)  my  anxious  compositions  which  I  offer  thee. 
Thou  wilt  be  to  my  muse  the  fountain  of  Pegasus.  Whoever 
presents  his  poems  to  the  temple  of  the  Nymphs,  indicates 
of  himself  what  should  be  done  with  them. 

Qneen  of  the  lake,  whose  temples  soar  the  skies, 

lliat  my  Sabinus'  bounty  gave  to  rise ! 

So  may  high  Umbria  in  thy  fountain  lave, 

Nor  Sassina  prefer  the  Baian  wave : 

Receive  the  anxious  boon  my  muses  bring, 

And  duly  prove  their  Pegasean  spring. 

Who  lays,  ye  nymphs,  his  labours  in  your  fanes, 

Just  intimates  the  merit  of  his  strains.  Elphiruion. 

LIX.      ON   MAHUBBA. 

Mamurra,  after  having  walked  long  and  anxiously  in  the 
squares,  where  golden  Home  ostentatiously  displays  her  riches, 
viewed  the  tender  young  slaves,  and  devourea  tnem  with  his 
eyes ;  not  those  exposed  in  the  open  shops,  but  those  which 
are  kept  for  the  select  in  private  apartments,  and  are  not  seen 
by  the  people,  or  such  as  I  am.  Satiated  with  this  inspection, 
he  uncovers  tbe  tables  square  and  round ;  and  asks  to  see 
some  rich  ivory  ornaments  which  were  displayed  on  the  upper 
shelves.    Then,  having  four  times  measured  a  dinner-couch 

1  See  B.  vii.  Ep.  97. 


424  KABTIAX'S 

for  six,  wrought  with  tortoise-shell,  he  sorrowfoUj  regretted 
that  it  was  not  large  enough  for  his  citron  table.  He  con- 
suited  his  nose  whether  tlie  bronzes  had  the  true  Corinthian 
aroma,  and  criticised  the  statues  of  Polyclitus !  Next,  com- 
plaining that  some  crystal  vases  had  been  spoiled  by  an  ad- 
mixture of  glass,  he  marked  and  set  aside  ten  myrrhine  cups. 
He  weighed  ancient  bowls,  and  inquired  for  goblets  that 
had  been  ennobled  by  the  hand  of  Mentor.  He  counted 
emeralds  set  in  chased  gold,  and  examined  the  largest  pearl 
ear-pendants.  He  sought  on  every  counter  for  real  eardo- 
nyxes,  and  cheapened  some  large  jaspers.  At  last,  when 
forced  by  fatigue  to  retire  at  the  eleventh  hour,  he  bought 
two  cups  for  one  small  coin,  and  carried  them  home  himsdf. 

Mamurra  many  hours  does  va^^rant  tell 
r  th'  shops,  where  Rome  her  richest  ware  does  selL 
BeholfW  hit  boys,  devours  them  with  his  eyes, 
Not  those  of  common  note,  one  first  espies ; 
But  which  in  inner  rooms  they  closely  mew, 
Remov'd  from  mine,  and  from  the  people's  view. 
Glutted  with  these,  choice  tables  he  uncases. 
Others  of  ivory,  set  high,  displaces. 
Rich  tortoise  beds  he  measures  four  times  o'er, 
Sighs,  they  fit  not,  and  leaves  them  on  that  score. 
Consults  the  statues  of  Corinthian  brass 
By  the  scent;  and  not  without  blame  lets  pass 
Thy  pieces,  Polyclet.    He  next  complains 
Of  crystals  mix*d  with  glass,  and  them  disdains. 
Marks  porcelain  cups,  sets  ten  of  them  apart : 
Weighs  antique  plate  (of  Mentor's  noble  art 
If  any  be) ;  counts,  i*  th*  enamell'd  gold. 
The  eems  that  stand.    Rich  pendants  does  behold : 
For  Uie  sardonyx  makes  a  search  most  nice. 
And  of  the  biggest  Jaspers  beats  the  price. 
Tir'd  now  at  last,  after  eleven  hours'  stay. 
Two  farthing  pots  he  bought,  and  himself  bore  away. 

Anon,  1695. 

Vainlove  the  live-long  day  strolls  up  and  down. 
To  view  the  choicest  rarities  in  town. 
Ravidi'd  admires  a  Ganymede's  soft  mien ; 
Not  such  as  is  at  common  auctions  seen  ; 
But  an  old  painting,  capital,  and  rare ; 
Shown  to  the  curious,  and  preserv'd  with  care. 
Then  takes  an  inlaid  table  from  its  case : 
Searches  a  china  jar,  or  marble  vase. 


BOGS   IX.]  XPIGBAM8.  425 

A  Turkey  carpet  measures  ten  times  o*er ; 

And  grieves  it  Lb  too  little  for  his  floor. 

Of  right  janan  then  judges  by  his  nose : 

In  statues  aares  Sir  Andrew's  taste  expose : 

Finds  the  French  ware  too  much  to  glass  allied ; 

The  Dresden  therefore  marks,  and  sets  aside. 

Baskets  of  filligrane  he  then  takes  up ; 

By  Kent  ennobled  weighs  a  golden  cup. 

Numbers  the  jewels  that  a  rine  may  bear ; 

And  wants  a  nendant  for  a  lady's  ear ; 

Looks  till  he  oiamonds  of  true  water  meets, 

And  cheapens  them,  though  half  as  big  as  Pitf  s. 

At  length  fatigued,  the  hour  of  dinner  come. 

He  buys  and  bears  two  glass  decanters  home.       Hay. 

LX.      OK  A  CBOWK  O?  B0SE8    SENT  TO   02BIU8   8ABINUB. 

Whether  thou  wast  produced  in  the  fields  of  Faratum  or 
of  Tivoliy  or  whether  the  plains  of  Tusculum  were  decked 
with  thy  flowers ;  whether  a  bailiffs  wife  culled  thee  in  a 
Pnenestine  garden,  or  whether  thou  wast  recently  the  glory 
of  a  Campanian  villa,  that  thou  mayst  seem  more  beauteous 
to  my  friend  Sabinus,  let  him  think  that  thou  comest  from 
my  Nomentan  grounds. 

Did  Peestum's  gales,  or  Tibur's,  bid  thee  blow  ? 

Or  Tusculum  elicit  all  thy  glow  P 

Thee  in  Prseneste's  bed  has  hoyden  slain  P 

Or  wast  the  glory  of  Campania^s  plain  P 

Yet  fairer  to  my  Sabine  that  thou  seem,  , 

Thee  child  of  my  own  tendance  may  he  deem. 

JElphmttan, 

LXI.      Oir  A  FLAinS-TBEE  AT   COBDOTA,   PLANTED  BT 

JT7LIU8   CJESAB. 

In  the  regions  about  the  Tartessus,  where  the  rich  lands 
of  Cordova  are  watered  by  placid  Betis,  where  the  yellow 
flocks  shine  with  the  gold  of  the  river,  and  living  metal  decks 
the  fleece  of  Hesperian  sheep,  stands  a  well-known  mansion, 
and  in  the  midst  of  its  courts,  overshadowing  the  whole  of 
the  surrounding  buildings,  rises  the  plane-tree  of  Caesar,  with 
its  thick  foliage,  which  was  planted  by  the  auspicious  right  hand 
of  that  invincible  guest,  and  tended  by  it  while  yet  a  sapling. 
This  tree  seems  to  acknowledge  by  its  vigour  its  parent  and 
lord ;  so  richly  does  it  flourish,  and  lift  its  branches  towards 
the  stars.    Often,  under  this  tree,  have  the  playfiil  Fauns 


426  JiCABTDLL'B 

sported  with  their  midnight  music,  and  the  pipe  has  startled 
tne  quiet  homestead ;  often  has  the  woodland  Dryad,  while 
iljing  from  the  nocturnal  marauder  Pan  across  the  solitary 
fields,  sought  sheltei:  beneath  it ;  and  often  have  the  house- 
hold gods  retained  the  odour  of  the  Bacchanalian  banquets, 
which  by  their  libations  have  developed  its  luxuriance.  The 
turf  has  been  strewed  and  vermilioned  with  the  chaplets 
of  yesterday,  and  no  man  could  distinguish  the  roses  that  had 
belonged  to  his  own.  O  tree,  favourite  of  the  gods,  tree  of 
the  great  Csesar,  fear  not  the  axe  nor  the  impious  fire.  Thou 
mayst  hope  for  the  glory  of  an  ever- verdant  foliage ;  thou 
wast  not  planted  by  Pompeian  hands. 

A  well-known  house  doth  in  that  country  stand 

Where  Bsetis  waters  Corduba's  rich  land, 

"Where  wools  their  native  mettaFs  colour  keepe, 

And  growing  ffoldfoile  gilds  the  Spanish  sheepe. 

In  midst  of  th  house,  her  gods  ore-skadowing. 

Does  CsBsar^s  plaine-tree  prosperously  spring, 

Planted  bv  that  victorious  guest,  from  whose 

Imperial!  hand  the  tender  twigg  arose ;  # 

Which  now  it  seems  her  lord  and  founder  knowes, 

She  spreads  so  fast  her  sky-aspiring  bowes. 

Under  that  shade  the  msticke  Dr^'ades 

And  wanton  Fauns  themselves  with  sporting  please ; 

And  oft,  as  she  by  night  from  Pan  doth  fly, 

This  silent  house  doth  Syrinx  terrific. 

There  oil  hath  Bacchus  kept  his  revelling, 

"When  wine  has  made  the  tree  more  richly  sp*.»^. 

There  roses  grow  t*  adome  the  drinking  crowne ; 

And  none  can  say  those  roses  are  his  owne. 

Great  Csesar's  tree,  to  all  the  gods  most  deare, 

No  sacrilegious  fire,  nor  hatchets  feare; 

Still  mayst  thou  hope  honoured  with  leaves  to  bee ; 

'IVas  no  Pompeian  hand  that  planted  thee.  May, 

LXII.      ON   PHIL^NIS. 

If  Philaenis  wears  all  day  and  night  garments  dyed  with 
Tyrian  purple,  it  is  not  that  she  is  extravagant  or  proud ;  it 
is  the  odour  that  pleases  her,'  not  the  colour. 

That  Tyrian  tinge,  both  night  and  day, 

Philfcnis  in  her  trappings  uses ; 
Nor  pomp,  nor  pride,  oespeaks  th'  array : 

The  odour,  not  the  hue,  she  chooses.         Etpkinsto». 

^  To  disguise  the  odour  of  her  own  person.    Compare  B.  vii.  Ep.  67, 
and  B.  iv.  Ep.  4. 


BOOK  IX.]  SFIOEAMS.  427 

LXIII.      TO   FH<EBUS. 

All  the  licentious  men  about  town  invite  you  to  their 
tables,  Phoebus.  He  who  gets  his  living  under  such  circum- 
Btances,  is  not,  I  consider,  respectable  company.' 

LXIY.      Oir  A   STATUE   OF  DOMITIAK   IK  THS   GHABAOTEB 

OF   HEBCULES. 

C»sar,  having  deigned  to  assume  the  form  of  the  mighty 
Hercules,  adds  a  new  temple  to  the  Latian  way,  at  the  spot 
where  the  traveller,  who  visits  the  grove  of  Diana,  reads 
the  inscription  on  the  eighth  milestone  from  the  Queen  of 
Cities.  Formerly,  O  Bomans,  you  used  to  worship  Hercules, 
as  the  supenor,  with  prayers  and  abundant  blood  of  victims ; 
now  Hercules,  as  the  inferior,  worships  Domitian.  "We  address 
our  more  important  prayers,  some  for  wealth,  others  for  hon- 
ours, to  Domitian,  wno,  unsolicitous  about  inferior  requests, 
leaves  the  fulfilment  of  these  to  Hercules. 

Into  august  Alcides*  form 

Augustus  deigned  to  descend : 
Sublimer  strengths  than  his  to  storm. 

And  temples  to  the  Latian  lend. 

Where,  while  the  wand'rer*8  weary  feet 
Explore  fair  Trivia^s  woodland  scene, 

Marble  the  eighth  he  joys  to  meet. 
Sequestered  from  the  city-queen. 

With  copious  blood,  and  pious  vows, 

Alcides  whilom  was  address'd : 
But  lo !  his  greater  he  allows ; 

And  bends,  obsequious,  with  the  rest. 

To  one  for  wealth  this  suppliant  sues, 

For  honour  that  submiss  applies ; 
While  fearless,  with  inferior  views, 

They  plague  the  hero  of  the  skies.       Elphinsttm. 

LIV.      TO   HEBCTILES,   OK  THE   SAME    STATUE. 

O  Hercules,  whom  the  Latian  Jupiter  must  now  recognise, 
since  thou  hast  assumed  the  glorious  features  of  the  divine 
Csesar,  if  thou  hadst  borne  those  lineaments  and  that  air  when 
the  wild  beasts  yielded  to  thy  prowess,  nations  would  not  have 
beheld  thee  a  slave  to  the  Argive  tyrant,  and  submitting  to 

'  Ad  csnam  invitant  omnes  te,  Phoebe,  cinsdi : 

Mentala  quern  pascit,  non,  pato,  purus  homo  est 


428  MABTlAIi's 

his  cruel  rule;  but  tbou  wouldst  have  issued  orders  to  Eorp- 
theus,  and  the  deceiver  Lichas  would  not  have  brought  thee 
the  perfidious  gift  of  Nessus.  Saved  from  the  torment  of  the 
funeral  pyre  upon  mount  (Eta,  thou  would  have  ascended  to 
the  heaven  of  thy  father  above,  free  &om  all  care,  that  heaven 
to  which  thy  labours  entitled  thee.  Nor  wouldst  thou  have 
twirled  the  Lydian  spindles  of  a  proud  mistress,  or  have 
looked  upon  Styx  and  the  dog  of  Tartarus.  Now  Juno  is 
favourable  to  thee,  now  thy  Hebe  indeed  loves  thee ;  now,  if 
the  nymph  that  carried  off  thy  Hylas  were  to  see  thy  majestie 
appearance,  she  would  send  him  back  to  thee. 

Thee  must  the  Latian  Thund'rer  gladly  own. 

Where  Cssar's  godlike  lineaments  are  known. 

Had  then  thy  euise  and  aspect  been  the  same, 

When  thy  hands  rendered  savage  monsters  tame. 

Mankind  had  ne'er  with  due  disdain  beheld 

The  tyrant  honoui'd,  and  the  hero  quelPd ; 

Or  in  ArgoUc  thraldom  seen  the  brave ; 

But  seen  Eurystheus  prove  Alcides'  slave. 

Nor  had  sly  Lichas  made  thy  blood  to  boil. 

With  the  <&re  present  of  the  Centaur's  spoH. 

Free  from  the  tasks  of  poVr,  or  goads  of  guile. 

Free  frt>m  the  torments  of  th*  CEtean  pUe, 

Thou  hadst  secufely  climb*d  thy  sire*s  domain. 

Nor  storm'd  its  summits  by  the  strength  of  pain. 

From  hands  heroic  none  had  dancing  seen 

The  Lydian  spindles  of  the  haughty  queen. 

Ne'er  hadst  thou  visited  th6  shades  below, 

Nor  the  Tartarean  dog  couldst  ever  know. 

Now  Juno  smiles ;  fair  Hebe  now  adores ; 

And  Amphydacia  Hylas'  self  restores.  JElphmdoiL 

LXVI.      TO   FABULLUS. 

When  you  have  a  wife,  handsome,  chaste,  and  young,  Fa- 
bullus,  whv  should  you  supplicate  for  the  rights  of  a  fiitber 
of  three  cnildren  ?  ^  That  which  you  ask  of  our  ruler  and 
deity,  you  will  obtain  &om  yourself,  if  you  deserve  the  name 
of  a  man. 

You've  a  wife,  blest  Fabullus,  fair,  modest,  and  young ; 

And  the  honour  of  tripartite  progeny  ask ! 
What  you  crave  of  our  lord,  with  so  touching  a  tongue, 

Is  your  own  to  bestow :  'tis  a  natural  task.       JSlphinston, 

^  See  B.  ii.  Ep.  91,  92. 


BOOK  IX.]  IBIGBAMS.  429 

LIVII.      TO  iEaOHTLVS. 

LaBciyam  tota  possedi  nocte  puellam, 

Cujus  nequitias  vincere  nemo  potest. 
Eessus  mille  modis  illud  puerile  poposci : 

Ante  preces  totas,  primaque  verba  dedit. 
Improbius  quiddam  ridensqae  rubensque  rogavi : 

rollicita  est  nulla  luxuriosa  mora. 
Sed  mihi  purafuit;  tibi  non  erit,  ^schjle:  si  vis, 

Accipe  et  boc  munus  conditione  mala. 

Poflsedei  per  tutta  la  notte  una  lasciva  ra^;axza,  le  di  cui  malizie 
nessuna  puo  sorpassare.  Sazio  in  mille  maniere,  dimandai  quel  non 
so  che  aUa  fanciullesca :  me  lo  accordo  avanti  d*  esseme  pregata,  ed 
aUe  prime  ricchieste.  Fra  '1  riso  e  la  vergogna  dimandai  qualche 
cosa  d*  assai  nefando :  me  lo  promise  senza  ui  menoma  interessata 
dilazione.  Ma  ftl  da  me  lasciata  pura ;  non  lo  sara  da  te,  o  Eschilo : 
se  Yuoi  questo  dono,  prendilo,  ma  a  caro  prezzo.  Oraglia, 

IJLVill.      Tp  THE   1LA.8TBB  OF  A  K0I8Y   SCHOOL  IS  HIS 

ITEIOHBOTIBHOOD. 

Wbat  rigbt  bave  you  to  disturb  me,  abominable  scbool- 
master,  object  abborred  alike  by  boys  and  girls  P  Before  the 
crested  cocks  bave  broken  silence,  you  begin  to  roar  out  your 
savage  scoldings  and  blows.  Not  with  louder  noise  does  the 
metal  resound  on  the  struck  anvil,  when  the  workman  is 
fitting  a  lawyer  on  his  horse ;  ^  nor  is  the  noise  so  great  in 
the  lar^e  amphitheatre,  when  the  conquering  gladiator  is  ap- 
plaudea  by  his  partisans.  We,  your  neighbours,  do  not  ask 
you  to  allow  ns  to  sleep  for  the  whole  night,  for  it  is  but  a 
small  matter  to  be  occasionally  awakened;  but  to  be  kept 
awake  all  night  is  a  heavy  affliction.  Dismiss  your  scholars, 
brawler,  and  take  as  much  for  keeping  quiet  as  you  receive 
for  maUng  a  noise. 

Despiteful  pedant,  why  dost  me  pursue, 
Thou  hated  head  by  tjl  the  younger  crew  ? 
Before  the  cock  proclaims  the  day  is  near. 
Thy  direful  threats  and  lashes  stun  mine  ear ; 
The  anvil  ring.  ..ot  out  a  shriller  sound, 
When  massy  nammers  the  hot  irons  pound ; 
Statues  of  brass  with  lesser  din  are  made, 
Than  thou  dost  carry  on  the  grammar  trade ; 
Shouts  in  the  race  and  theatre  are  less, 
When  factions  for  their  parties  zeal  express. 

^  A  sneer  at  tke  equestrian  statues  of  lawyers.    See  Juv.  rii.  138. 


4d0  habtial'b 

Whole  niehts,  I  ask  not,  in  repose  to  keep ; 

To  wake  ^  not  grieirouB,  but  'tis,  ne'er  to  sleep. 

Wilt  leave  thy  school,  thy  bawling  lectures  cease  ? 

Thy  gain  shall  greater  be  to  hold  thy  peace.    AfUm.  1695. 

LXIX.      TO   POLYGHABMUS. 

Cum  fdtuis,  Polycharme,  soles  in  fine  cacare. 
Cum  psedicaris,  quid,  Polycharme  facis : 

Quando  immembri,  o  Policarmo,  suoli  dopo  sgravarti.  Quando 
sei  sodomizato,  che  fai,  o  Policarmo  ? 

LXI.      TO    CiECILIANTTS. 

"0  times!  O  manners!"  was  of  old  the  cry  of  Cicero,  when 
Catiline  was  contriving  his  impious  plot ;  when  father-in-law 
and  son-in-law  were  engaging  in  fierce  war,  and  the  sad  soil 
of  Italy  was  soaked  with  civil  bloodshed.  But  why  do  you, 
Cscilianus,  now  exclaim  "  O  times !  O  manners  ?  "  What  is 
it  that  displeases  you  ?  We  have  no  cruel  leaders,  no  mad- 
dening warfare,  but  may  enjoy  settled  peace  and  happiness. 
It  is  not  oiiT  morals,  CsBcilianus,  that  disgrace  the  age  of  which 
you  complain,  but  your  own. 

Oh !  the  degenerate  age !  great  Tully  cried. 

When  Catihne  design^l  his  parricide : 

When  kindred  chiefs  joined  battle  on  the  plain, 

Which  moum'd  in  tears  of  blood  the  subject  slain. 

Oh !  the  degenerate  age !  you  loudly  chatter : 

What  is  the  matter,  Sir,  what  is  the  matter  P 

No  civil  discord  now :  no  tyrant's  power : 

Peaceful  and  blissful  passes  every  nour. 

If  you  esteem  the  age  so  wicked  grown, 

Blame  not  our  morals  for  it,  but  your  own.  JBTay. 

"  O  times !  O  manners ! "  Tully  cried  of  old. 

When  Catiline  in  impious  plots  grew  bold ; 

When  in  full  arms  the  son  and  father  stood, 

And  the  sad  earth  reek'd  red  with  civil  blood : 

Why  now,  why  now,  "  O  times !  O  manners ! "  cry  P 

What  is  it  now  that  shocks  thy  purity  ? 

No  sword  now  maddens,  and  no  chiefs  destroy, 

But  all  is  peace,  security,  and  joy. 

These  times,  these  manners,  tnat  so  vile  are  grown, 

Prythee,  Cecilian,  are  they  not  thy  own  ?  JEUon, 

LXXI.      ON  A   LlOir  AND  A  BAM. 

It  is  astonishing  with  what  attachment  this  lion,  the  glorv 
of  the  Massy lian  mountains*  and  this  husband  of  the  neeeV 


BOOK  IX.]  XPIGRAMS.  431 

flock,  are  united.  Behold  with  your  own  eyes ;  they  dwell 
in  one  stall,  and  take  their  social  meals  in  company.  Nor 
do  they  delight  to  feed  on  the  brood  of  forests,  or  the  tender 
grass ;  but  a  small  lamb  satisfies  their  joint  appetites.  What 
were  the  merits  of  the  terror  of  Nemea,^  or  the  betrayer  of 
Helle,^  that  they  should  shine  among  brilliant  constellations 
in  the  high  heaven  ?  If  cattle  and  wild  beasts  are  worthy  of 
a  place  in  the  heavens,  this  ram  and  this  lion  deserve  to 
become  stars. 

LZXII.      TO   LIBEB,  A.  PUGILIST. 

O  Liber,  whose  brows  are  adorned  with  the  Spartan  crown, 
and  whose  Boman  hand  strikes  blows  worthy  of  G-reece,  when 
you  send  me  a  diQner,  why  does  the  wicker  basket,  in  which 
it  is  conveyed,  contain  no  wine-flask  as  an  accompaniment  ? 
If  you  mean  to  make  presents  worthy  of  your  name,'  you 
are  aware,  I  suppose,  wnat  you  ought  to  have  sent  me. 

O  thou,  whose  forehead  boasts  Amycls's  band, 
Who  deal'st  the  G^recian  blows  with  Latian  hand ! 
My  nooning  why  didst  bid  the  wicker  bear, 
Nor  with  the  wattles  bid  the  flask  repair  P 
Worthy  thy  name  hadst  thou  the  boons  bestow'd, 
My  Liber  knows  what  on  his  friend  had  flowM. 

Siphtfuton. 

IiXXIII.      TO  A.  OOBBLEB,  VTHO   HAD   OBTAUTED   A  LEOACT 

BY   PBAUn. 

You,  whose  business  it  once  was  to  stretch  old  skins  with 
your  teeth,  and  to  bite  old  soles  of  shoes  besmeared  with 
mud,  now  enjoy  the  lands  of  your  deluded  patron  at  PrsBueste, 
where  you  are  not  worthy  to  occupy  even  a  stall.  Intox- 
icated with  strong  Falemian  wine,  too,  you  dash  in  pieces  the 
crystal  cups,  and  plunge  yourself  in  debauchery  with  your 
patron's  favourite.  As  for  me,  my  foolish  parents  taught  me 
letters.  What  did  I  want  with  grammarians  and  rhetorici- 
ans ?  Break  up,  my  muse,  your  flowing  pen,  and  tear  up  your 
books,  if  a  shoe  can  secure  such  enjoyments  to  a  cobbler. 

*  The  Nemeftn  lion  slain  by  Hercules ;  afterwards  the  constellation  of 
Leo. 

*  The  ram  with  the  golden  fleece,  that  was  to  carry  Helle  across  the 
Hellespont,  and  allowed  her  to  drop  into  the  water,  afterwards  the  constel* 
lation  Aries. 

'  Liber  being  a  name  of  Bacchus. 


482  MABTIAX'fl 

Who  with  your  teeth  the  stretching  leather  drew. 

To  patch  a  hole  in  an  old  dirty  shoe ; 

To  you  your  cheated  lord's  possessions  fall, 

In  which  you  scarce  deserve  to  have  a  stall. 

In  amorous  fits  succeeding  to  his  lasses ; 

And  in  your  drunken  frolics  breaking  classes. 

My  learning  only  proves  my  father  fool : 

Wny  would  he  send  me  to  a  grammar  school  ? 

Ah  f  cease,  my  muse !  your  works  consign  to  fire ! 

If  an  Old  shoe  may  serve  to  raise  us  higher.  Haiy^ 

LXZIT.      OK  THS   FOBTRAIT   OF   OAMOimS. 

This  picture  preserves  the  likeness  of  Camonus  as  a  child ; 
it  is  only  his  early  features,  when  he  was  an  infant,  that  re- 
main to  us.  The  affectionate  father  has  kept  no  likeness  of 
his  countenance  in  the  bloom  of  manhood,  dreading  to  look 
on  so  fine  a  face  deprived  of  animation. 

Here,  as  in  happy  infancy  he  smiled, 

Behold  Camonus — painted  as  a  child ; 

For  on  his  face  as  seen  in  manhood's  days, 

His  sorrowing  father  would  not  dare  to  gase.  W.  S.  B. 

LXXT.      OK  THE  WOODEK   BA.TH   OP   TUCCA, 

Tucca  has  not  constructed  his  bath  of  hard  flint,  or  of 
quarry  stone,  or  of  baked  bricks,  with  which  Semiramis  en- 
circled great  Babylon,  but  of  the  spoils  of  the  forest  and 
masses  of  pine  planks,  so  that  he  may  sail  in  his  bath.  The 
same  magnificent  personage  has  built  splendid  warm  baths  of 
every  kind  of  marble ;  that  which  Carystos  produces ;  that 
which  Phrygian  Synnas,^  and  African  Numidia,  sends  us ;  and 
that  which  the  Eurotas  has  washed  with  its  verdant  stream. 
But  there  is  no  wood  in  it ;  put  your  wooden  bath,  therefore, 
Tucca,  beneath  your  warm  baths. 

No  stubborn  flint,  by  cement  bound. 
Or  that  the  queen  could  rear  around 

Her  haughty  town,  made  Tucca's  bath : 
But  murder'd  groves,  and  mortis'd  pines, 
Exalted  Tucca's  grand  designs ; 

That  he  might  swim  in  cooling  lath. 

A  hot  bath  next  he  built,  sublime, 
Of  marble  hewn  in  every  clime, 
Carystos,  Synnas,  Nomas  send : 

^  A  town  of  Phrygia. 


) 


BOOK   IX.]  /     7.P10BA]fS.  433 

KJT  that  the  green  Eurotas  laves. 
But  wood  was  wanting  to  the  waves : 
Then  to  the  hot  the  cold-bath  lend.      jElphin»ton» 

LIXVI.      OK  THE   POETEAIT   OF   CAMONUS. 

The  features  you  here  see  are  those  of  my  Camonus ; 
sucli  was  his  face  and  figure  in  early  youth.  That  counten- 
ance had  grown  more  manly  in  the  course  of  twenty  years; 
a  beard  seemed  delighted  to  shade  his  cheeks ;  and,  once  clip- 
ped, had  scattered  its  ruddy  hair  from  the  points  of  the  scis- 
sors. One  of  the  three  sisters  looked  with  malice  on  such 
beauty,  and  cut  the  thread  of  his  life  before  it  was  fully  spun. 
An  urn  conveyed  his  ashes  to  his  father  from  a  far  distant 
pyre ;  but  that  the  picture  may  not  alone  speak  of  the  youth, 
there  shall  be  a  more  impressive  description  in  my  page. 

This  whiclvyou  see  is  my  Camonus'  face ; 

Such  his  young  looks,  such  his  first  beauty  was. 

His  countenance  grew  stronger  twice  ten  years. 

Till  a  beard  cream'd  his  cheeks  with  downy  hairs. 

The  ofier*d  purple  once  his  shoulders  spread, 

But  one  of  the  three  sisters  wish'd  him  dead, 

And  thence  his  hastened  thread  of  life  did  cut, 

"Which  to  his  father,  in  a  sad  urn  put, 

Came  from  his  absent  pile :  but  lest  alone 

This  picture  should  present  his  beauty  gone. 

His  image  yet  more  sweetly  drawn  shaU  be 

In  never-dying  papers  writ  by  me.  Fletcher. 

LIXVII.      ON  THE   FEAST   OF   PEISCU3. 

The  eloquent  page  of  Priscus  considers  "  what  is  the  best 
kind  of  feast?"  and  offers  many  suggestions  with  grace,  many 
with  force,  and  all  with  learning.  Do  you  ask  me,  what 
is  the  best  kind  of  feast  P  That  at  which  no  flute-player  is 
present.* 

Priscus  with  art  in  many  leaves  disputes, 
What  requisites  a  sumptuous  feast  best  suits  ; 
Many  sublime  and  witty  things  he  brings,  ^ 
All  n-om  a  leam*d  and  noble  art  which  springs. 
What  makes  a  feast,  shall  I  in  one  line  say  ? 
Absence  of  scurrilous  jests  and  tiddlers'  pby. 

Anon,  1695. 

'  One  that  does  not  require  the  attractions  of  music,  but  Is  sufficiently 
iccommended  by  the  dishes  and  the  conversation. 

2  p 


\ 


431  MABTIAL*fl 

IiXXVIII.      TO   PIOEKTINirS. 

After  the  deaths  of  seven  husbands,  Qalla  has  espoused  jou, 
Picentinus.   Galla,  I  suppose^wishes  to  follow  her  husbaiids. 

Your  spouse,  who  husbands  dear  hath  buried  seven. 
Stands  a  bad  chance  to  make  the  number  even.  Hiay^ 

LXXIX.      TO  D0MITIA.N. 

• 

Before  thy  reign,  Borne  hated  the  crowd  attendant  on  the 
emperors,  and  the  haughtiness  of  the  court ;  but  now,  sucli  is 
our  love,  Augustus,  for  all  that  belongs  to  thee,  that  every  one 
makes  the  care  of  his  own  family  of  but  secondary  consider- 
ation ;  so  sweet  are  the  tempers  of  thy  courtiers,  so  consi- 
derate are  they  towards  us,  so  much  of  quiet  good-feeling  do 
they  display,  and  so  much  modesty  is  there  in  their  bearing. 
Indeed,  no  servant  of  Gsssar  (such  is  the  influence  of  a  power- 
ful court)  wears  his  own  character — but  that  of  his  master. 

Ctesar,  our  former  princes'  courtly  state, 

And  throngs  of  hauffhty  servants,  Rome  did  hate  | 

But  of  your  house  all  now  so  tender  are. 

That  each  man's  own  is  but  his  second  care : 

Such  gentle  mindes,  such  reverence  of  you, 

Such  quietness,  such  modesty,  all  shew, 

As  proves  (which  is  the  nature  of  great  courts) 

Each  to  his  prince's  guise  his  own  comports. 

Old  MS.  16^  C^Ht. 

LIXX.      ON   GELLIUS. 

The  poor  and  hungry  GFellius  married  a  woman  old  and 
rich.     He  eats  and  enjoys  himself. 

An  old  rich  wife  starvM  Gellius,  bare  and  poor, 
Did  wed :  so  she  cramm'd  him  and  he  cramm'd  her. 

FleU^ker. 

LIIXI.      TO   AUIiUS. 

My  readers  and  hearers,  Aulus,  approve  of  my  composi- 
tions ;  but  a  certain  critic  says  that  tiiey  are  not  uiultless.  I 
am  not  much  concerned  at  his  censure ;  for  I  should  wish  the 
dishes  on  my  table  to  please  guests  rather  than  cooks. 

The  readers  and  the  hearers  like  my  books, 
And  yet,  some  writers  cannot  them  digest ; 
But  what  care  I  ?  for  when  I  make  a  feast^ 
I  would  my  guests  should  praise  it,  not  the  cooks. 


BOOK  IX.]  BPI0BAM8.  485 

My  works  the  reader  and  the  hearer  praise* 

lliey*re  not  exact,  a  brother  poet  says : 

I  heed  not  him ;  for  when  I  sive  a  feasty 

Am  I  to  please  the  cook,  or  please  the  guest  P     Hay. 

LXXXII.      TO  KTTKITA.. 

An  astrologer  declared,  Munna,  that  you  would  soon  come 
to  an  end ;  and  I  believe  he  spoke  the  truth.  For,  through 
fear  of  leaving  anything  behind  you,  you  have  squanderad 
your  inheritance  in  luxuries ;  your  two  millions  have  dwindled 
away  in  less  than  a  year.  Tell  me,  Munna,  is  not  this  com- 
ing soon  to  an  end  ? 

True  spoke  the  conjurer,  when  he  foretold 

Your  end,  before  that  twice  six  moons  had  roUM. 

You  took  the  hint ;  spent  your  estate  with  care, 

For  fear  of  being  bubbled  by  your  heir. 

Twice  ten  years'  income  spent  at  once ;  'tis  clear. 

Live  e'er  so  long,  you  cannot  live  this  year.  Hay. 

LXXXin.      TO  nOMITIAK,   ON  HIS    EXOLUSIOK  OP  THE 
KKIGHTS   FROM   THB   STAGE. 

Among  the  numberless  wonders  of  your  arena,  Cfesar,  which 
surpasses  the  splendid  shows  of  the  old  emperors,  our  eyes 
confess  that  they  owe  you  much,  but  our  ears  more ;  inasmuch 
as  those  who  used  to  recite  upon  the  stage  are  now  only 
spectators. 

Among  the  many  wonders  of  the  stage, 

With  which  thou  hast  adom'd  the  present  age 

'Bove  former  princes,  CoBsar,  as  we  owe 

Much  for  the  cost  and  gallantry  of  show, 

Nothing  does  yet  advance  thy  glory  more. 

Than  that  the  nobles  now,  however  poor. 

Spectators  sit,  that  players  were  before.      Anon,  1695. 

LXXXIT.      TO   NOEBANTJS. 

When  your  affectionate  fidelity,  Norbanus,  was  standing  in 
defence  of  Cnsar  against  the  raging  of  sacrilegious  fury,  I, 
the  well-known  cultivator  of  your  friendship,  was  amusing 
myself  with  the  composition  of  these  verses,  in  tne  calm  security 
of  Pierian  retreats.  The  Bhffitian  spoke  of  me  to  you  on  the 
borders  of  Yindelicia,  nor  was  the  Northern  Bear  ignorant  of 
my  name.  Oh  how  often,  not  renouncing  your  old  friend, 
did  you  exclaim,  "  It  is  my  poet,  my  own  I ''    All  mj  compo- 

2  r  2 


436  m^btial's 

sitioDS,  which  for  six  whole  years  your  reader  has  recited  to 
you,  their  author  will  now  present  to  you  in  a  body. 

While  thee^  to  quell  the  sacrilegious  rage, 
Fair  loyalty  would  for  thy  lord  engage ; 
*     Safe  wanton'd  in  the  sweet  Pierian  shade, 
Who  Norban's  friendship  held  his  primal  aid. 
My  death  to  Vindelician  shores  had  flown ; 
Nor  was  my  name  to  northern  climes  unknown. 
Thine  ancient  friend  thou  never  didst  deny : 
My  bard !  my  bard !  became  the  tender  cry. 
My  code  complete  in  parts  the  reader  lent : 
The  six-years'  produce  has  the  author  sent.     £lphinti(m^ 

LXXXT.      TO  ATILirS,   ON  PAULU8  FEIOXnTG   BICKKE8S. 

If  our  friend  Paulus  is  ever  out  of  health,  Atilius,  it  is  not 
himself,  but  his  quests,  that  he  deprives  of  a  dinner.  You 
suffer,  Paulus,  with  a  sudden  and  fictitious  ailment ;  but  my 
■portula  has  given  up  the  ghost. 

Our  Paul,  whene'er  his  languor  reigns. 

Still,  in  his  friends,  himself  will  treat : 
A  head-ache  when  Atilius  feigns, 

My  sportula  extends  her  feet.  Elpkington. 

LXZXVI.      TO   6ILII7S  ITALIGVS,   ON  TH£   DEATH  OF  HIS 

SON   SEVERUS. 

While  Silius,  whose  powers  have  been  displayed  in  more 
than  one  department  of  Eoman  literature,^  was  lamenting  the 
premature  death  of  his  friend  Severus,  I  expressed  my  sym- 
pathy with  him  to  the  Pierian  choir  and  to  Phoebus:  '^I 
too,**  said  Apollo,  '*  wept  for  my  Linus ; "  and,  looking  round 
at  Calliope,  who  stood  next  to  her  brother,  he  added :  "  You 
also  have  your  own  sorrow.^  Behold  the  Tarpeian  and  the 
Palatine  Thunderer ;  Lachesis  has  audaciously  presumed  to 
wound  both  Jupiters.'"  When  you  see  the  divinities  exposed 
to  the  harsh  rule  of  destiny,  you  may  acquit  the  gods  of  in- 
justice. 

Thee,  Silius,  not  one  way  renown*d. 

Thy  rapt  Severe  in  sorrow  drown'd ; 

Each  muse,  nay  Phoebus,  moum*d  with  me : 

I  wept  my  Linus  too,  said  he. 

'  Silius  Italicus,  orator  and  poet.    See  also  B.  lii.  Ep.  62. 
'  In  the  loss  of  her  son  Orpheus. 

*  By  causing  the  deaths  of  Sarpedon,  and  of  Oomitiaa's  infant  son.  See 
B>  vi*  Bp.  3. 


BOOK  IX.]  XPI6BAMS.  437 

Calliope  then  caught  his  eye  : 

"  Sweet  Bister,  thou  hast  had  thy  sigh. 

Palatine  and  Tarpeian  Jove ; 

'Gainst  both  bold  Lachesis  has  strove/' 

If  fate  with  us  can  be  at  odds, 

No  more  let  envy  load  the  gods.  Elphifuton. 

LXXXVII.      TO   LUFEBCTTS. 

After  I  have  taken  seven  cups  of  Opimian  wine,  and  am 
stretched  at  fall  length,  and  beginning  to  stammer  from  the 
effects  of  my  heavy  potations,  you  bring  me  some  sort  of 
papers,  and  say,  ''I  have  just  made  Nasta  free — he  is  a 
slave  that  I  inherited  from  my  father ; — please  to  give  me 
your  signature."  The  business  may  be  better  done  to-mor- 
row, Lupercus ;  at  present  my  signet  is  wanted  for  the  bottle.^ 

"When  I  am  half  seas  o*er,  and  cannot  read, 

My  lawyer  brin^  me  a  long  parchment  deed : 

Tells  me  I  promised,  when  me  term  began, 

To  seal  a  leaf  to  Tim,  my  father's  man. 

It  wiU  be  better  by  to-morrow*s  light : 

I'll  touch  no  wax,  but  that  on  corks,  to-night.       Hay. 

Lxxxym.    TO  extfub. 

While  you  were  trying  to  catch  me,  Bufus,  you  used  to 
send  me  presents ;  since  you  have  caught  me,  you  have  given 
me  nothing.  To  keep  me  when  caught,  send  presents  to  me 
now  as  you  did  before,  lest  the  boar,  being  badly  fed,  escape 
from  his  cage. 

While  thou  didst  seek  my  love,  thou  sent'st  me  some 
Presents,  but  now  thou  hast  it,  no  gifts  come. 
That  thou  maVst  hold  me,  Rufus,  still  be  firee, 
Lest  th'  ill-fed  boar  break  from  his  frank  and  flee. 

Fletcher. 

LXXXTX.      TO    STELLA. 

By  too  severe  a  decree,  Stella,  you  compel  your  guest  to 
write  verses  at  table.  Under  such  a  decree  I  may  certainly 
write  verses,  but  bad  ones. 

Thy  fi;uest  must  verses  give ;  a  piteous  task ! 
But  mou  art  good,  and  dost  not  good  ones  ask. 

ElphinttoH, 

1  The  Romans  put  seals  on  their  wine-vessels,  as  a  security  against  their 
slaves. 


438  mabtial'b 

xc.    to  tlaccus,  besedina  ts  ctpbv8. 

So,  reclining  upon  the  flowery  meads,  where  rolling 
pebhles  sparkle  in  the  brook,  its  winding  banks  glowing  on 
t^.verj  side,  may  you  break  the  ice  into  the  goblet  of  dark 
wine,  far  removed  from  all  cares,  and  your  brow  wreathed 
with  chaplets  of  roses ;  so  may  you  enjoy  alone  the  caresses 
of  a  &yourite,  and  the  pleasures  of  a  chaste  love,  as  you 
keep  on  your  guard,  I  warn  and  pray  you,  Flaccus,  against 
the  climate  of  Cyprus,  too  well  known  for  its  excessiye  heat, 
when  the  threshing-floor  receiyes  the  crackling  haryest,  and 
the  mane  of  the  tawny  lion  glows  in  its  fierceness.  And  do 
thou,  goddess  of  Faphos,  send  back  the  youth,  send  him  back 
unharmed,  to  my  prayers.  So  may  the  kalends  of  March  be 
ever  consecrated  to  thee,  and  may  many  a  slice  of  cake,  with 
incense,  and  wine,  and  offerings,  be  laid  upon  thy  &it  altars. 

So  stretched  on  the  flowery  erasn, 
Where  o'er  the  moved  pebbles  pass 
Pure  streames,  with  waves  curling  about, 
Farr  thence  all  troubled  thoughts  cast  out: 
With  coole  ice  may  your  cupps  abound. 
Your  browes  with  rosy  garlands  crown*d ; 
So  may  your  mistress,  and  your  boy. 
To  you  be  kind,  to  others  coy. 
As  you  of  your  own  health  tike  care, 
In  Cyprus*s  too  sultry  avre. 
When  the  ripe  come  is  layd  i'  th'  floors, 
And  Leo's  scorching  rage  boyles  o*er. 
So,  Venus,  may  much  wine  and  spice, 
On  altars  pure  in  sacrifice. 
On  Man's  calends  ofier'd  bee, 
With  many  a  piece  of  cake,  to  thee ! 

Old  MS.  im  CatL 

XCI.      TO   DOMITIAK. 

If  two  messengers  were  to  invite  me  to  dine  in  diflTerent 
heavens,  the  one  in  that  of  Gsesar,  the  other  in  that  of  Ju- 
piter, I  should,  even  if  the  stars  were  nearer,  and  the  palace 
at  the  greater  distance,  return  this  answer:  "Seek  some 
other  who  would  prefer  to  be  the  guest  of  the  Thunderer ; 
my  own  Jupiter  detains  me  upon  earth." 

If  that  a  diverse  invitation  came 

At  once  in  Jove's  and  in  great  Cesar's  name, 


BOOK  IX.]  XPIGBAMS.  439 

Though  that  the  stars  were  near,  Rome  more  remote,  ' 

The  gods  in  answer  should  have  this  my  Yote, 

"  Go,  seek  another  that  Jove's  guest  would  be, 

My  Jupiter  on  earth  hath  fetter'd  me."  Fletcher, 

XCII.      TO   CONBTLUS. 

Of  the  troubles  of  a  roaster,  and  the  pleasures  of  a  slave, 
Condjlus,  you  are  ignorant,  when  you  lament  that  you  have 
been  a  slave  so  long.  A  common  rug  gives  you  sleep  free 
from  all  anxiety;  Caius  lies  awake  all  night  on  his  bed  of  down. 
Caius,  from  the  first  dawn  of  day,  salutes  vrith  trembling  a 
number  of  patrons;  you,  Condylus,  salute  not  even  your 
master.  "  Caius,  pay  what  you  owe  me,"  cries  Phoebus 
on  the  one  side,  ana  Cinnamus  on  the  other ;  no  one  makes 
Buch  a  demand  on  you,  Condylus.  Do  you  fear  the  torturer  ? 
Caius  is  a  martyr  to  the  gout  in  his  hands  and  feet,  and  would 
rather  suffer  a  thousand  floggings  than  endure  its  pains.  You 
indulge  neither  gluttonous  nor  licentious  propensities,  is 
not  this  preferable  to  being  three  times  a  Caius  ? 

More  ease  than  masters*  servants'  lives  afford : 

Think  on  that,  Tom ;  nor  wish  to  be  your  lord. 

On  a  coarse  rug  you  most  securely  snore : 

Deep  sunk  in  down  he  counts  each  sleepless  hour ; 

Anxious  betimes  to  every  statesman  low 

He  bows ;  much  lower  than  to  him  you  bow. 

Behold  him  with  a  dun  at  either  ear, 

"  Pay,  pay,**  the  word ;  a  word  you  never  hear. 

Fear  vou  a  cudgel  ?  view  his  gouty  state ; 

Whicn  he  would  change  for  many  a  broken  pate. 

You  know  no  morning  qualm,  no  costly  whore : 

Think  then,  though  not  a  lord,  that  you  are  more.  •    Hdy^ 

,  XOIII.      TO   CALOCISSnS,   HIS   SLATE. 

Why,  my  slave,  do  you  delay  to  pour  in  the  immortal 
Falemian  ?  Fill  double  measures  from  the  oldest  cask.  Now 
tell  me,  Calocissus,  to  which  of  all  the  gods  shall  I  bid  you 
fill  six  cups?  It  shall  be  CsBsar.  Let  ten  wreaths  of 
roses  be  fitted  to  my  locks,  to  honour  the  name  ^  of  him  who 
raised  the  noble  monument  to  his  sacred  family.^  Next  give 
me  twice  five  kisses,  the  number  which  denotes  the  name'  our 
divinity  acquired  from  the  Sarmatian  countries. 

^  Domitianus,  a  word  of  ten  letters. 
'  Thei  Flavian  temple.    See  Ep.  24  and  34.  '  Germanicus. 


4dO  habtial's 

Crown  the  deathless  Falemian,  my  boy ; 

Draw  the  quincunx  from  out  the  old  cask. 
Of  the  gods  who  shall  heighten  the  joy  ? 

Tis  Syr  Csesar  five  bumpers  I  ask. 

Let  the  garland  ten  times  bind  the  hair, 

To  the  hero  that  planted  the  fane : 
Twice  five  goblets  replete  will  declare 

The  kind  god  from  th'  Odrysian  domain.   Slphingtam, 

XCIT.      OK  HIPPOCBATES. 

Hippocrates  has  given  me  a  cup  medicated  with  worm- 
wood, and  now  has  the  presumption  to  ask  of  me  honied 
wine  in  return.  I  do  not  suppose  that  even  Glaucus  was  so 
stupid,  who  gave  his  golden  armour  to  Diomede  for  armour 
of  brass.  Can  any  one  expect  a  sweet  gift  in  return  for  a 
bitter  one  P  Let  him  have  it,  but  on  condition  that  he  drink 
it  in  hellebore.' 

What  blest  assurance  \  when  my  doctor  thought 

To  get  my  claret,  for  his  wormwood  draught. 

Glaucus  of  old  was  not  a  greater  ass, 

Who  gave  his  golden  arms  for  arms  of  brass. 

But  I  will  send  it ;  if  he  will  agree 

To  drink  it  from  the  bottle  sent  to  me.  i7<iy. 

XCY.      ON  A.THEKA.O0BA.S. 

Athenagoras  was  once  Alphius ;  now,  since  he  has  taken  a 
wife,  he  has  begun  to  call  himself  Olphius.  Do  you  believe, 
Calli stratus,  that  his  real  name  is  Athenagoras  ?  May  I  die 
if  I  know  who  Athenagoras  is !  ^  But  suppose,  Gallistratua, 
I  call  him  by  his  real  name ;  if  I  call  him  otherwise,  it  is  not 
I  who  am  in  fault,  but  your  friend  Athenagoras  himself. 

Bob's  name  was  Booby,  now  'tis  Bou^k)u — ^bec: 

His  wife  would  not  plain  Booby  be,  not  she. 

If  we  doubt  which  is  right,  and  which  is  wrong, 

I  shall  not  know  if  Bob  is  Bob,  ere  long. 

I  think  that  Booby  is  his  real  name : 

If  I  mistake,  is  Bob  or  I  to  blame  ?  Jioy. 

XCVI.      OV  HEBODES. 

The  doctor  Herodes  had  filched  a  cup  belonpfing  to  bis  pa- 
tients. Being  detected,  he  exclaimea,  "Fool!  what  need 
have  you  of  drink  ?" 

'  The  presumed  specific  lor  maanesd. 
'  That  is,  what  is  his  true  name. 


SOOK  IX.]  SFieBAMg.  441 

The  doctor  from  his  patient  steels  his  cupp, 

But,  caught  i*  th*  foct,  says, ''  Drinke !  no,  not  a  supp ! 

Old  MS.  16th  Cetiiwy. 

A  quack,  who  stole  his  patient's  cup,  did  cry, 
Caught  in  the  fact,  **  What !  would  you  drink,  and  die  ?  " 

jQTay. 

ICVII.      TO   JULIUS. 

A  eerCain  person,  my  dearest  Julius,  is  bursting  with 
envy  because  Kome  reaas  me ;  he  is  bursting,  I  say,  with 
envy.  He  is  bursting  with  envy,  too,  bursting  with  envy,  be- 
cause in  every  assembly  I  am  pointed  out  by  the  finger  of 
admiration.  He  is  bursting  with  envy,  bursting  with  envy, 
because  both  Cssars '  accorded  me  the  rights  of  a  father  of 
three  children.  He  is  bursting  with  envy,  bursting  with 
envy,  because  I  have  an  agreeable  suburban  villa  and  a  small 
house  in  town.  He  is  bursting  with  envy,  bursting  with  envy, 
because  I  am  dear  to  my  friends,  and  because  I  am  their  fre- 
quent guest.  He  is  bursting  with  envy,  because  I  am  loved 
and  praised.    Whoever  is  bursting  with  envy,  let  him  burst. 

Bursting  with  envy  is  a  wretch  unknown. 

Because  ray  works  have  taken  with  the  town. 

With  envy  bursting,  that  the  admiring  throng 

Point  to  uieir  poet  as  they  pass  along. 

With  envy  bursting,  that  by  royal  grace, 

Under  my  sovereign  I  enjoy  a  place. 

"With  envy  bursting,  at  my  house  in  town, 

And  at  my  little  box  on  Bansted  Down. 

Bursting  with  envy,  that  I  am  caress'd 

By  all  my  friends,  to  all  a  welcome  guest. 

From  love,  and  from  esteem,  if  envy  springs, 

May  he  e'en  fret  his  guts  to  fiddle-stxings !        Haff, 

lOTIII.      TO   QUIKTUS  OVIDIUS. 

The  produce  of  the  vineyards  has  not  failed  everywhere, 
Ovidius.  The  heavy  rains  have  been  productive.  Corauus 
mads  up  a  hundred  jars  by  means  of  the  water. 

Pray,  don't  imagine,  without  reason. 

The  vintage  is  ^  lost  this  season : 

The  heavy  rains,  which  fell,  produce 

A  hundred  pipes  for  Dashwell's  use.        ^Tay. 

^  Titus  and  Domitisn. 


142  ka.btial'8 

xcix.    to  atticrs,  ok  mabcvs  antoniits,  to  whom  hl( 

8ekds  his  book. 

Marcus  Antonms  loves  my  muse,  Atticus,  if  liis  compli- 
mentary letter  but  speaks  the  truth, — Marcus,  who  is  the 
undeniable  glory  of  Palladian  Toulouse,  and  whom  repose, 
the  child  of  peace,  has  nurtured.  You,  my  book,  who  can  bear 
the  toil  of  a  long  journey,  go  to  him,  as  a  pledge  of  love  from 
his  absent  friend.  You  would  be  worthless,  I  admit,  if  a 
dealer  were  to  send  you :  but  your  coming  from  the 
author  will  give  value  to  the  present.  It  makes  a  great  dif* 
ference,  believe  me,  whether  a  draught  be  taken  from  the 
fountain-head,  or  from  the  stagnant  waters  of  a  sluggish  pool. 

My  book,  a  better  traveller,  1  send. 

To  show  my  honour  for  an  absent  friend. 

The  value  urom  a  bookseller  were  small ; 

The  author's  present  is  the  all  in  all. 

Much  better  tastes  the  water,  which  you  take 

From  a  spring-head,  than  from  a  standing  lake.     Hay, 

0.      TO   BASSUS. 

You  invite  me  to  a  supper,  Bassus,  worth  three  denarii,'  and 
expect  me  to  dance  attendance  in  your  antechamber  in  the 
morning  clad  in  my  toga ;  and  afterwards  to  keep  close  to 
your  side,  or  walk  before  your  chair,  while  I  attend  you  in 
your  visits  to  ten  or  a  dozen  widows.  My  toga  is  threadbare, 
shabby,  and  even  ragged ;  yet  I  could  not  buy  one  as  good, 
Bassus,  for  three  denarii. 

For  drachmas  three  thou  offer^d'st  to  expend, 

Thou  requir'st  gown'd  I  earlv  thee  attend, 

Make  up  thy  train,  and  trot  before  thy  chair. 

When  tnou  old  ladies  court*st  to  be  their  heir. 

My  gown  is  threadbare,  mean,  I  not  deny, 

Yet  such  I  cannot  for  three  drachmas  buy.    Anon*  1695. 

01.      FLATTEBT   OF   DOMITIAN. 

O  Appian  way,  which  CfiBsar  consecrates  under  the  form  of 
Hercules,^  and  renders  the  most  celebrated  of  Italian  roads,  if 
thou  desirest  to  learn  the  deeds  of  the  ancient  Hercules,  listen 
to  me.    He  subdued  the  Libyan  giant ;  he  carried  off  the 

* .  The  price  of  the  sportula. 

'  See  Rp.  65.    Domitian  erected  on  the  Appian  Way  a  temple  to  Her- 
cules, iu  which  he  himself  was  to  be  worshipped* 


BOOK  IX.]  SPI0BAM8.  448 

golden  apples;  he  disarmed  the  Amazonian  queen  of  her 
sh'ield,  though  secured  by  a  Scythian  girdle ;  by  feat  of  arms 
he  added  the  lion's  skin  to  that  of  the  Arcadian  boar ;  he 
delivered  the  forest  from  the  brazen-footed  stag  and  the  lakes 
of  Arcadia  from  the  Stymphalian  birds ;  he  brought  from  the 
waters  of  Styx  the  in^mal  dog  Cerberus ;  he  prevented  the 
fruitful  Hydra  from  renewing  its  heads  after  tney  had  been 
cut  off;  he  plunged  the  homed  bulls  of  Hesperia  m  the  Tus- 
can Tiber.  Such  were  the  achievements  of  the  ancient  and 
lesser  Hercules.  Listen  now  to  the  deeds  of  the  greater 
Hercules,  whom  the  sixth  milestone  from  the  citadel  of  Alba 
celebrates.  He  freed  the  palace  ^m  the  thraldom  of  a  bad 
rule.  His  first  wars,  as  a  ooy,  were  waged  in  defence  of  his 
patron  Jupiter.^  When  already  in  sole  possession  of  the 
Cassarean  reins  of  government,  he  resigned  them  to  his  father, 
contenting  himself  to  become  the  third  citizen  in  his  own 
world.^  Thrice  he  broke  the  perfidious  horns  of  the  Sarmatian 
Danube:  thrice  he  cooled  his  sweating  steed  in  the  Q-etic  snows. 
Foi bearing  to  accept  the  honours  of  a  triumph,  and  often  re- 
fusing them,  he  acquired  a  title,  as  a  conqueror,  from  the 
Northern  climes.  He  gave  temples  to  the  gods,  morals  to 
his  people,  rest  to  the  sword,  heaven  to  his  family,'  constel- 
lations to  the  skies,  garlands  to  Jupiter.  The  divinity  of  a 
Hercules  is  not  sufficient  for  acts  so  great ;  our  deity  should 
be  represented  under  the  form  of  Tarpeian  Jupiter. 

O  Appian !  who  thine  awful  shall  display  ? 
Thou  peerless  glory  of  th'  Ausonian  way ! 
To  Csdsax  sacred,  in  Herculean  guise, 
Thy  feet  on  earth,  thy  fame  is  in  the  skies. 
Would'st  thou  admire  the  first  Alcides'  deeds, 
And  then  compare  Alcides  who  succeeds  ? 
One  tamed  the  Libyan,  and  the  dragon  tore; 
The  victor-god  the  golden  apples  bore. 
How  hard  was  buckler'd  Menalippe's  lot ! 
He  bid  the  fair  unloose  the  Scythian  knot. 
What  need  I  sin^  the  lion  whom  he  slew ; 
Or  scared  Arcadia's  boar  he  overthrew  P 
From  woods  he  drove  the  brazen-footed  hind, 
The  birds  Stymphalian  from  the  waves  and  wind. 

^  In  the  Vitellian  war  he  took  refuge  in  the  Capitol,  and  defended  it, 
Suetonius,  Domit.  c.  I, 

*  Bein^  inferior  to  Vespasian  and  Titns. 

'  Enrolling  his  father,  brother,  and  wife,  among  the  gods. 


444  MABTIAL*8 

Safe  he  retum'd,  from  out  the  Stygian  bog  t 
Unquitted,  but  unworried  by  the  dog. 
The  Hydra  he  forbade  to  spring  by  olood, 
And  cows  Hesperian  lav'd  m  '[uiscan  flood. 
Such  were  the  toils  of  Hercules  the  less ; 
The  glory  of  his  greater  now  confess : 
Whose  majesty  is  worshipped,  and  whose  pow*ry 
By  the  sixth  marble  from  the  Alban  tow'r. 
'Twas  his,  fell  usurpation  to  destroy ; 
And  for  his  Jove  he  warfar'd,  yet  a  boy. 
When  now  he  held  the  Julian  reins  alone, 
He  sat  but  third  upon  the  human  throne. 
The  treacherous  horns  of  Ister  thrice  he  broke, 
In  Getic  snow  thrice  quench'd  his  charger's  smoke. 
To  conquer  ardent,  and  to  triumph  shy, 
Fair  yict'rv  nam'd  him  from  the  polar  sky. 
Fanes  to  the  gods,  to  men  he  manners  gave ; 
Rest  to  the  sword,  and  respite  to  the  brave ; 
Stars  to  his  own,  constellants  to  th'  alcove, 
And  wreaths  refreshing  to  immortal  Jove. 
So  high  could  ne'er  Herculean  power  aspire : 
The  god  should  lend  his  looks  to  the  Tarpeian  fire. 

JSlphinHon, 
Gil.      TO   PHOBBUS. 

You  give  me  back,  Phoebus,  my  bond  for  four  hundred 
thousand  sesterces;  lend  me  ratner  a  hundred  thousand 
more.  Seek  some  one  else  to  whom  you  may  vaunt  your 
empty  present :  what  I  cannot  pay  you,  Phoebus,  is  my  own. 

My  bond  for  four  hundred  you  proudly  present ; 
One  hundred,  kind  Phcebus,  I*a  rather  you  lent. 
In  the  eyes  of  another  such  bounty  may  shine ; 
Whatever  I  can't  pay  you,  dear  Phoebus,  is  mine. 

Wesifninster  Beview,  April,  1853. 

Oin.      OK   HIEBUS  JlSJ)  ASILLUS,   TWFX-BBOTHEBS. 

What  new  Leda  has  produced  you  these  attendants  so  like 
each  other?  What  fair  Spartan  has  been  captivated  by  another 
■wan  P  Pollux  has  given  his  face  to  Hierus,  Castor  his  to  Asil- 
lus ;  and  in  the  countenance  of  each  gleams  the  beauty  of  their 
Tyndarean  sister  (Helen).  Had  these  beautiful  figures  been 
in  Therapnaean  Amycke,  when  the  inferior  present  prevailed 
over  those  of  the  two  other  goddesses,'  Helen  would  have 

*  When  Venus  promised  Helen  to  Paris,  while  Juno  offered  him  empire, 
and  Minerva  wisdom. 


BOOK  X.]  XPXaRAMS.  445 

remained  at  Sparta,  and  Trojan  Paris  have  returned  to  Phry- 
gian Ida  with  two  Qanymedes. 

Whence  so  much  likeness,  so  much  sweetness,  grew  ? 

To  bear  these  twins  did  Leda  brood  a-new  ? 

If  this  is  Pollux,  that  is  Castor's  face  : 

In  both  alike  there  shines  the  sister's  grace. 

When  rivals  yielded  to  the  Cyprian  queen ; 

At  Sparta's  court  had  so  much  beauty  been, 

The  Phrygian  Paris  had  reversed  his  deed ; 

And,  leaving  Helen,  stole  each  Ganymede.         Hay, 


BOOK  X. 


I.      THE   BOOK  TO  THE  BEADEB. 

If  I  Beem  to  be  a  book  of  undue  size,  with  my  end  too 
much  delayed,  read  only  a  small  portion  of  me ;  I  shall  then 
be  to  you  but  a  little  book.  Each  of  my  pages  is  occupied 
by  but  three  or  four  short  pieces ;  make  me  as  short  as  you 
please  for  yourself. 

If  of  my  length  you  *re  tempted  to  complain, 

A  slight  expedient  puts  you  out  of  pain : 

A  page,  a  poem,  fourteen  verses  make ; 

Stop  where  you  please,  a  whole  in  each  you  take. 

If  of  my  price,  tne  age  to  verse  how  cold ! 

A  thousand  poems  at  that  price  are  sold.    Capel  Lofft. 

II.     TO   THE   BEADEB,   ON  PUBLISHIKO  A.  BECOIfB  EDITION 

OE  THIS  BOOK. 

The  labour,  which  I  bestowed  upon  this  tenth  book,  bein^ 
too  hurried,  made  it  necessary  that  the  work,  which  had 
slipped  from  my  hands,  should  be  revised.  You  will  read 
here  some  pieces  which  you  have  had  before,  but  they  are 
now  repolished  by  the  file ;  the  new  part  will  be  the  larger ; 
but  be  favourable,  reader,  to  both;  for  you  are  my  true 
support ;  since,  when  Borne  gave  you  to  me,  she  said, "  I  have 
nothing  greater  to  give  you.  By  his  means  you  will  escape 
the  sluggish  waves  of  ungrateful  Lethe,  and  will  surare  m 


446  MASTIAL^S 

tke  better  part  of  yourself.  The  marble  tomb  of  Messala  ii 
split  by  tbe  wild  fig,  and  the  audacious  muleteer  laughs  at 
the  mutilated  horses  of  the  statue  of  Crispus.^  But  as  for 
writings,  they  are  indestructible  either  by  thieves  or  the  rav- 
aj^es  of  time ;  such  monuments  alone  are  proof  against  death*** 

This  my  tenth  booke,  set  out  before  too  scone, 
Backe  to  my  hands  comes  to  be  better  done. 
Some  old,  but  new  corrected,  thou  wilt  finde ; 
The  most  are  new ;  reader,  to  both  be  kinde. 
Reader,  my  wealth ;  whom  when  to  me  Rome  gave, 
Nought  greater  to  bestow  (quoth  she)  I  have : 
By  him  ingratefull  Lethe  thou  shalt  nye. 
And  in  thy  better  part  shalt  never  dve. 
Wilde  Fig-trees  rend  Messalla's  marbles  off; 
Crispus  halfe-horses  the  bold  carters  scoffe. 
Writings  no  age  can  wrong,  no  theeving  hand ; 
Deathlesse  alone  those  Monuments  will  stand.        May, 

The  verses  in  this  book  too  soon  took  air : 

My  want  of  care  at  first  renew'd  my  care. 

Some,  that  are- old,  you  here  retouch*d  will  find : 

The  greater  part  are  new :  to  both  be  kind. 

When  Fate  to  me  a  constant  reader  gave ; 

«  Receive,"  she  said,  *<  the  greatest  boon  I  have. 

By  this  beyond  oblivion's  stream  arrive ! 

And  in  your  better  part  by  this  survive. 

Statues  may  moulder ;  and  the  clown  unbred 

Scoff  at  young  Ammon's  horse  without  his  head. 

But  finisVd  writings  theft  and  time  defv. 

The  only  monuments  which  cannot  die.^  Hay, 

III.     TO  PRisors. 

A  certain  anonymous  poet  is  circulating  the  jargon  of  slaves, 
foul  satires,  and  filthy  turpitudes,  such  as  are  uttered  only 
by  low  vagabonds ;  vulgarisms  such  as  even  a  dealer  in  brok- 
en Yatinian  glass  would  not  purchase  at  the  price  of  a  sul- 
phur match ;  and  these  he  attempts  to  pass  off*  as  mine.  Do 
you  believe,  Prisons,  that  the  parrot  can  speak  with  the 
note  of  the  quail,  and  that  Canus  ^  would  wish  to  be  a  bag- 
piper ?  Far  from  my  little  books  be  such  foul  fame ;  books 
which  the  fairest  reputation  bears  aloft  on  unsullied  wing. 
Why  should  I  labour  to  attain  a  disgraceful  notoriety,  when 
I  can  remain  silent  without  loss  ? 

^  Mentioned  B.  iv.  Ep.54.  >  B.  tx.  Ep.  5. 


BOOK  X.]  EPIQRAMS.  447 

The  porter's  joke,  the  chairman's  low  conceit, 

The  dirty  style  of  angry  Billingsgate, 

Such  as  a  strolling  tinker  would  not  use, 

Nor  hawker  of  old  clothes,  or  dreadful  news, 

A  certain  poet  privately  disperses, 

And  fain  would  fob  them  on  for  Martial's  yerses. 

Will  then  the  parrot  steal  the  raven's  note  ? 

At  country  wakes  Italians  strain  their  throat? 

Far  from  my  writings  be  th'  envenomed  lie : 

My  name  on  purer  wings  shall  mount  the  sky. 

Bather  than  strive  an  evil  fame  to  own, 

Cannot  I  hold  my  tongue,  and  die  unknown  ?    Say, 

IV.      TO  IdAMrBBA. 

You  who  read  of  (Edipus,  of  Thyestes  deserted  by  the  sun, 
of  the  Colchian  princess  (Medea),  and  of  the  Scyllas,  of  what 
do  you  read  but  fabulous  wonders  P  Of  what  advantage  to 
you  is  the  story  of  the  rape  of  Hylas,  or  of  Farthenopseus,  or 
of  Atys,  or  of  the  sleeper  Eudymion  ?  Or  of  the  youth  Icarus 
despoiled  of  his  falling  wings  P  or  of  Hermaphroditus,  who 
shuns  the  amorous  waters  p  What  do  the  empty  tales  of  such 
frivolous  writings  profit  you  P  Bead  in  this  Dook  of  mine  of 
real  life,  of  which  you  may  say,  "  It  is  mine." .  Tou  will  not 
find  here  Centaurs,  or  Grorgons,  or  Harpies ;  mi/  pages  savour 
of  man.  But  if  you  have  no  wish,  Mamurra,  to  study  the 
manners  of  the  times,  or  to  know  yourself,  you  may  read  the 
myths  of  Callimachus.^ 

What  are  but  monsters,  in  the  Theban  bed, 
Thyestes,  Scyllaes,  or  Medea's  read  ? 
What  profits  thee  sleeping  Endymion  ? 
Parthenopsus,  Atis,  Hylas  gone  ? 
Icarus  drown'd  ?  Hermaphroditus'  fate, 
Who  now  doth  love's  transforming  waters  hate  ? 
Why  such  vaine  trash  spendst  thou  thy  time  upon  ? 
Beade  that,  which  truly  thou  mayst  call  thine  own. 
There  are  no  Centaures,  Qorgons,  Harpyes  here ; 
My  page  speakes  only  man.    But  thou  dost  feare 
Thy  selfe,  Mamurra,  and  thy  crimes  to  know. 
Then  read  Callimachus  his  Causes,  thou.  Ma^. 

Who  reads  of  CEdipus  or  Scylla  now. 
As  weU  may  read  of  Warwick's  monstrous  cow. 
Leave  all  the  stories  of  a  cock  and  bull, 
Which  you  in  Ovid  find,  to  boys  at  schooL 

>  The  Airco,  a  work  of  CaltimachuB  the  poet,  no  longer  eztanU 


448  MARTIAL'S 

Prom  idle  tales  what  pleasure  iirill  remain  ? 

Read  but  to  live ;  all  reading  else  is  %-ain. 

Never  on  monsters  my  invention  ran : 

My  every  page  an  e:;say  is  on  man. 

If  you  dislike  yourself  at  all  to  know ; 

Proceed  in  your  romance,  transported  beau.        J2ay. 

No  Centaurs  here,  nor  Gorgons  look  to  find, 

My  subject  is  of  man,  and  humankind.         Buston, 

T.      Olf  A   SLANDEBOUS   POET. 

Whoever,  despising  the  matron  and  the  noble,  whom  he 
ought  to  respect,  has  injured  them  with  impious  verse ;  may 
he  wander  through  town  after  town,  an  outcast  on  bridge 
and  hill,  and  lowest  among  craving  mendicants,  may  he 
entreat  for  mouthfuls  of  the  spoilt  bread  reserved  for  the 
dogs.  May  December  be  dreary  to  him,  and  the  dripping 
winter  and  close  cell  prolong  the  cheerless  cold.  May  he 
call  those  blessed,  and  pronounce  them  happy,  who  are 
borne  past  him  upon  the  funeral  bier.  And  when  the  thread 
of  his  last  hour  is  spun,  and  the  day  of  death,  which  has  seem- 
ed too  slow,  has  arrived,  may  he  hear  around  him  the  howling 
of  dogs  for  his  body,  and  have  to  drive  off  the  birds  of  prey  by 
shaking  his  rags.  Nor  may  the  punishment  of  the  abject  wretch 
end  with  his  death ;  but,  sometimes  lashed  with  the  thongs 
of  the  severe  ^acus,  sometimes  burthened  with  the  mountain- 
stone  of  unresting  Sisyphus,  sometimes  thirsting  amid  the 
waters  of  the  babbling  old  Tantalus,  may  he  exhaust  all  the 
fabled  torments  of  the  poets ;  and  when  the  Furies  shall  have 
compelled  him  to  confess  the  truth,  may  he  exclaim,  betrayed 
by  his  conscience,  "  I  wrote  those  verses." 

Whoso  by  impious  verse  in  all  the  town 
Scandals  the  senator^s  or  matron's  gown. 
Which  rather  ought  be  worshipp'd,  let  him  be 
Banish'd  through  all  the  seats  of  beggary ; 
And  let  him  from  the  dop  bespeak  their  meat ; 
Be  his  December  long,  his  winter  wet ; 
Let  his  shut  vault  prolong  the  frost  most  sad ; 
And  let  him  cry  such  happy  that  are  dead, 
On  hellish-bedsteds  carried  to  their  grave ; 
And  when  his  last  threads  their  fulfilling  have, 
And  the  slow  day  shall  come,  oh,  let  him  see 
Himself  the  strife  of  dogs,  and  his  limbs  be 


BOOK  X.]  SPIGBAHS.  449 

'fhe  prey  of  ray'nous  birds,  nor  let  his  paint 
End  in  the  simple  crack  of  his  heart's  veiiiSi 
But  feeling  the  strict  doom  of  ^acus, 
One  while  let  him  relieve  old  Sisyphus, 
Then  scorch  in  Tantalus  his  dry  desire. 
And  all  the  fables  of  the  poets  tire ; 
And  when  the  truth  the  Furies  shall  demand, 
May  his  false  conscience  cry,  This  was  the  hand. 

Fletcher 

TI.   OK  THE  ABBIYAL  OF  TBAJAN. 

Happy  are  they  whom  Eortune  has  permitted  to  behold 
this  leader  beaming  with  the  rays  of  northern  suns  and 
constellations!  When  will  that  day  come,  on  which  the 
fields,  and  the  trees,  and  every  window  shall  shine  resplend- 
ent, adorned  by  the  ladies  of  Eome  ?  When  shall  be  witness- 
ed the  delightful  halts  on  the  road,  the  distant  clouds  of  dnst 
telling  of  Cffisar's  approach,  and  the  spectacle  of  all  Rome 
assembled  in  the  Flarainian  Way  ?  When  will  ye,  Knights, 
and  ye  Moors  clad  in  rich  Egyptian  tunics,  go  forth  to  meet 
him  r  And  when  will  the  unanimous  voice  of  the  people  ex- 
claim, "  He  comes  "  ? 

Happy,  whose  lot  allow'd  to  ken  afar, 
The  gleaming  warrior  of  the  polar  star ! 
Haste,  festal  day,  when  ev'ry  field  and  tree 
Shall  laugh  witn  verdure,  and  shall  sing  with  glee ; 
When  every  window  shall  effulge  new  flame, 
Ped  by  the  lustre  of  the  Latian  dame ; 
When  fond  suspense  anticipates  parade, 
And  the  long  cioud  ensures  the  cavalcade : 
When  hailing  Rome  herself  shall  full  display 
The  wondrous  object  on  Flaminius*  Way. 
Ye  prancing  Moors,  in  pictured  vest  of  Nile, 
When  will  ye  shed  on  all  the  sudden  smile  ? 
When  shall  we  hear  the  voice  that  sweetly  sums 
The  wish  of  nations  in  one  word, — He  comes  ? 

Eiphtnston, 

VII.      TO   THE   BHINE. 

O  Rhine,  father  of  the  nymphs  and  streams  that  drink 
the  northern  snows,  so  may  thy  waters  ever  flow  uncongealed, 
and  no  barbarous  wheel  of  insolent  rustic  traverse  or  his  foot 
trample  thy  ice-bound  surface ;  so  mayest  thou  pursue  thy 
way,  receiving  thy  golden  tributaries,  and  owning  the  sway 
of  Rome  on  either  bank,  as  thou  shalt  send  back  Trajan  to 

2  o 


450  habtial'8 

his  people  and  to  his  citj.    This  does  our  Tiber,  thy  BuiBter, 
implore  of  thee. 

Sire  of  nymphs,  of  streams  the  source, 

Swilling  northern  snows ; 
StLU  may'st  thou  enjoy  thy  course, 

In  serene  repose. 

So  may  never  barb'rous  car 

Of  insulting  swain, 
Thy  pellucid  channel  mar ; 

Or  thine  ear  his  strain : 

So  may'st  find  thy  horns,  and  roam 

Roman  on  each  strand ; 
Send  but  safe  our  Trajan  home : 

Tiber  gives  command.  JBlphmatoiK 

Tin.      ON    PAULA. 

Paula  wishes  to  be  married  to  me ;  I  am  unwilling  to  marry 
Paula,  because  she  is  an  old  woman ;  but  I  should  have  no 
objection,  if  she  were  still  older. 

Paula  thou  needs  would'st  marry  me 

When  thou  art  old  and  tough : 
I  cannot :  yet  Td  venture  thee 

Wert  thou  but  old  enough.  Fletcher, 

Me  would  the  widow  wed :  she's  old,  say  I : 

But  if  she  older  were,  I  would  comply.  Sdy. 

To  the  Hon.  Charles  Fox,  on  a  proposal  made  to  him  to  marry  a  rich 

old  maid. 

Lady  Bab,  though  tum'd  fifty,  was  hot  I  should  wed  her, 

But  I,  being  not  very  wilimg  to  marry, 
Told  a  friend  she  was  old,  so  could  ne'er  think  to  bed  her, 

And  therefore  desir'd  some  time  longer  to  tarry. 
At  this,  being  nettled,  she  flew  in  a  raee. 

And  pouted,  as  she  was  ne'er  courted  before : 
Pooh !  said  I,  I  mistook,  she  is  quite  wider  age^ 

Oh  would  she  were  now  but  a  hundred  or  more. 

Fw.MtSooIA. 

IX.      ON  HIMSELF. 

I  am  that  Martial  known  to  all  nations  and  people  by  my 
verses  of  eleyen  feet,*  my  hendecasyllables,  and  my  jokes, 

^  He  calls  his  heodecasyllabie  verses  tlU^m  fe&ty  as  if  each  syllable 
were  a  foot 


BOOK  X.]  XPIOBAM8.  451 

which  however  are  without  malice.     Why  do  you  envy  me  ? 
I  am  not  better  known  than  the  horse  Andrsemon. 

Why  dost  thou  envy  Martiars  being  knowD 

For  his  smart  verse,  abusive  yet  to  none  ? 

That  Rome,  the  provinces,  extol  his  name  ? 

Celer,  the  race-horse,  has  a  louder  fame.    Anon.  1695. 

I.      TO   PAULUS,   OITE   OF  THE   CONSULS. 

"While  you,  who  open  the  year  with  laurel- wreathed  fasces, 
wear  away  a  thousand  door-steps  'v^nth  your  morning  calls, 
what  remains  for  me  to  do  ?  What  do  you  leave  to  me,  Pau- 
lus,  who  am  sprung  from  Numa*s  people,  and  am  simply  one 
of  the  plebeian  crowd  ?  Shall  I  salute  as  lord  and  king  every 
one  who  honours  me  with  a  look  ?  This  you  do  yourself,  and 
oh !  with  what  superior  grace !  Shall  T  foUow  somebody's  litter, 
or  chair  ?  You  are  not  above  this  office  yourself,  and  you  even 
struggle  for  the  distinction  of  walking  foremost  through  the 
midst  of  the  mud.  Shall  I  frequently  rise  to  applaud  a  poet 
who  recites  his  verses  ?  You  remain  standing  aU  the  time,  with 
both  hands  stretched  out  towards  the  author.  What  is  a 
poor  man  to  do,  when  he  cannot  even  be  a  client  ?  Your 
purple  has  supplanted  our  plain  togas. 

When  thou  of  consular  rank  think*st  it  no  scorn 
A  hundred  to  salute  by  early  mom ; 
Wliat  office,  Paulus,  leav'st  thou  unto  me, 
And  to  Rome's  numerous  throng  of  low  degree  ? 
Who  stoops  himself,  shall  I  call  lord  and  kmg  ? 
Crouch  to  one  acts  the  fawning  underling  ? 
Shall  I  attend  his  chair,  who  does  not  shun 
Others  to  bear,  through  *thick  and  thin  to  run  ? 
To  praise  men's  verse,  what  boots  it  oft  to  rise, 
When  thou,  to  show  applause,  dost  not  despise 
Always  to  stand,  with  nands  stretch'd  to  the  skies? 
What  shall  mean  men  do,  clients  when  no  more  ? 
If  those  are  great,  share  duties  with  the  poor  P 

Anon.  1695. 

XI.     TO   OALLIOnOBVB. 

You  speak  of  nothing  but  Theseus  and  Firithous,  and 
you  imagine  yourself  equal  to  Fylades.  May  I  perish  if 
you  are  worthy  to  hand  a  chamber -vessel  to  Pvlades,  or 
to  feed  Pinthous*8  pigs.  "  Yet  I  have  given  my  friend,"  say 
you,  ''five  thousana  sesterces,  and  a  toga  (0  bounty!),  not 

2o2 


482  MABTIAL*8 

more  than  three  or  four  times  scoured."  Munificent  gifb! 
Pjlades  never  gave  anything  to  Orestes :  a  man  who  gives  to 
his  friend,  however  much,  withholds  still  more. 

Pirithous  his  name  you  oft  repeat ; 

And  equal  Pylades  m  your  conceit. 

Not  fit  to  fill  to  Pyladen  his  wine ; 

Not  fit  to  feed  Pirithous  his  swine. 

Once,  as  you  hoast,  you  gave  your  Mend  a  note 

For  fifty  shillings ;  twice  an  old  scour'd  coat. 

True :  you  than  Pylades  more  presents  make : 

He  never  gave,  he  let  Orestes  take.  iSToy. 

III.      TO  DOMITIITS. 

Yon  who  are  going  to  visit  the  people  of  iBmilia,  and  of 
Yercellffi  dear  to  Apoilo,  and  the  fields  of  the  Po,  renowned 
for  the  death  of  Phaeton,  may  I  perish,  Domitius,  if  I  do  not 
cheerfully  allow  you  to  depart,  although  without  your  so- 
ciety no  day  is  tolerable  to  me.  But  what  I  greatly  desire 
is  this ;  that,  if  for  only  one  summer,  you  would  relieve  your 
neck  of  the  yoke  imposed  upon  it  by  a  residence  in  town. 
Go,  I  pray  you,  and  innale  the  fervid  rays  of  the  sun  at  every 
pore.  How  handsome  you  will  become  during  your  journey ! 
And  when  vou  return,  you  will  be  past  recognition  by  your 
pale  faced  mends,  and  the  pallid  crowd  will  envy  the  colour 
of  your  cheeks.  But  Bome  vnll  soon  take  away  the  colour 
which  your  journey  gives  you,  even  though  you  should  return 
as  black  as  an  Ethiop. 

To  range  th*  ^milian,  and  the  tribes  survey, 
Where  once  Apollo  made  a  fav'rite  stay ; 
To  stroll  the  lawns,  where  Padus  rolls  along, 
And  soothe  thy  toils  with  Phaethontian  song ; 
I  give  thee  leave,  my  firiend ;  or  let  me  die : 
Though  without  thee  each  day  but  spins  the  sigh* 
Yet  on  these  terms  alone  we  brook  thy  tour 
(For  nature  cannot  pain  prolonged  endure), 
That  on  thy  friends  one  season  thou  bestow, 
And  shun  m  city-Rhade  fell  Sirius'  glow. 
IMnk  then  at  ev*ry  pore  the  burning  air : 
Be  but  a  foreigner,  thou  still  art  fair. 
True,  when  thou  com'st  our  eyes  thou  wilt  amase : 
'  Thy  friends  will  scarce  acknowledge,  as  they  gaze. 
Thou  too  shalt  wonder,  at  their  paly  hue : 
To  thy  now  brown  their  tincture  will  be  blue. 


BOOK  Z.]  EPIG&UCI.  468 

But  Rome  tfay  ravish'd  tint  ^111  soon  restore, 
Though  from  the  Nile  thou  should'st  letuin  a  Moor. 

Eiphimton, 
im.     TO  TrocA. 

While  a  chariot  carries  your  effeminate  miDions  sittiog  at 
their  ease,  and  African  out-riders  toil  in  your  service  along 
the  dusty  road ;  while  your  sumptuous  couches  surround  your 
baths  which  rival  those  of  BaisB,  the  waters  whitened  with 
perfumes;  while  measures  of  Setine  wine  sparkle  in  your 
Drilliant  glasses,  and  Venus  sleeps  not  on  a  softer  couch ; 
you  pass  your  nights  upon  the  threshold  of  a  proud  harlot, 
and  her  deaf  gate  is  wet,  alas !  with  vour  tears ;  nor  do  sighs 
cease  to  rend  your  sad  breast.  Shall  I  tell  you,  Tucca,  why 
matters  go  so  ill  with  you  ?    It  is  because  they  go  too  well. 

Although  your  berlin  always  moves  in  state ; 

And  a  long  train  on  horseback  with  it  sweat ; 

Although  your  house,  in  many  an  airy  room. 

Receives  a  flowery  garden's  rich  perfume ; 

Although  your  glass  sparkle  with  burgundy ; 

No  dutchess  on  a  softer  bed  can  lie ; 

You  for  a  paltry  actress  sigh  in  vain. 

Stung  to  tne  heart  whole  nights  by  her  disdain. 

Little  you  guess,  sweet  Sir,  what 'tis  doth  teaze  ye ; 

An  easy  fortune  makes  you  thus  uneasy.  ffay. 

irV.      TO   ORISFITS. 

You  say,  Crispus,  that  you  yield  to  no  one  of  my  friends 
in  affection  for  me ;  but  what,  I  pray,  do  vou  do  to  prove  the 
truth  of  this  assertion  P  When  I  asked  for  a  loan  of  five 
thousand  sesterces,  you  refused  me,  though  your  overstocked 
cash-box  could  not  contain  your  hoards.  When  did  you 
give  me  a  bushel  of  beans  or  grain,  though  you  have  ujiAb 
ploughed  by  Egyptian  husbandmen?  When  was  even  a 
scanty  toga  sent  me  in  the  cold  vrinter  season  ?  When  did  half 
a  pound  of  silver  find  its  way  to  me  ?  I  see  nothing  to  make 
me  look  upon  you  as  a  friend,  Crispus,  but  your  habit  of 
putting  yourself  quite  at  ease  in  my  presence. 

You  say,  I  have  no  better  friend  than  you : 
What  do  you  do,  to  make  me  think  it  true? 
I  wanted  out  five  pounds,  which  you  deny ; 
Though  you  have  useless  thousands  lying  by. 
From  all  the  fertile  harvests  of  your  plain. 
When  did  you  send  to  me  one  smgle  grain  f 


4S4  MABTllti*8 

When  a  short  cloak,  to  guard  me  from  the  cold  ? 
To  line  my  purse,  when  a  small  piece  of  gold  ? 
I  see  no  mark  of  friendship  on  your  part ; 
But,  before  me,  you  are  free  enough  to  — .         Hay, 

IT.     oy  APEB. 

Apep  has  pierced  the  heart  of  hia  richly-dowered  wife  with 
a  sharp  arrow.     But  it  was  in  play.     Aper  is  skilful  at  play. 

With  a  sly  shaft  he  shot  his  downed  wife. 
Arch  Aper  knows  the  game,  and  plays  for  life. 

ElphinsUm, 
XVI.     TO  CAirs. 

If  you  call  it  making  a  present,  Caius,  to  promise  and  not 
to  give,  I  will  far  outdo  you  in  gifts  and  presents.  Beceive 
from  me  all  that  the  Asturian  has  extracted  from  the  mines 
of  Gkdlicia ;  all  that  the  golden  wave  of  the  rich  Tagus  pos- 
sesses ;  all  that  the  swarthy  Indian  finds  in  the  seaweed  of  the 
ErjrthrsBan  sea;  all  that  the  solitary  bird  amasses  in  its  nest ; 
all  that  industrious  Tyre  collects  in  her  Phoenician  coppers ; 
all  that  the  whole  world  possesses,  receive  from  me, — after 
your  own  manner  of  giving. 

If  promises,  for  gifts,  thou  dost  account. 

See,  Caius,  how  in  gifts  I  thee  surmount. 

Take  all  the  gold  delv'd  in  Asturian  fields ; 

The  wealthy  sand  the  strand  of  Tagus  yields ; 

Whate'er  the  Indians  find  of  yellow  ore ; 

The  spices  which  the  phenix'  nest  do  store ; 

Tyre's  richest  purple,  all  that  all  men  have, 

I  give  you,  Caius,  just  as  you  me  gaye.        Anon,  1695. 

XTTI.      TO   HIS  MrSS,   ON  MACEB. 

In  vain,  my  Muse,  would  you  defraud  Macer  of  his  tribute 
at  the  Saturnalia;  you  cannot,  he  himself  asks  you  for  it. 
He  demands  the  customary  jokes,  and  cheerful  verses ;  and 
complains  that  he  no  longer  bears  my  jests.  But  he  is  now 
®i^g<^6cl  upon  long  computations  of  surveyors ;  and  what  will 
become  of  thee,  0  Appian  Way,  if  Macer  reads  my  epigrams  ? 

Felonious  Muse,  dost  thou  pretend 

To  bilk  both  Saturn  and  thy  friend 

Of  their  delight,  the  iocund  lay ; 

The  annual  tribute  thou  should'st  pay  ? 

Though  Macer  now  has  little  leisure 

To  scan,  but  heavy  books  of  measure  % 


BOOK  X.]  IKG&AICS.  456 

Amid  his  labours  he  complains 

He  hears  no  more  my  flippant  strains. 

Poor  Appian !  what  thy  fate  would  be 

Did  Macer  also  study  me !  JSiphinstou. 

Xyni.      OK  HABIITS. 

Marius  neither  asks  any  one  to  dinner,  nor  sends  presents, 
nor  becomes  security  for  any  one,  nor  is  willing  to  lend ;  in- 
deed he  has  nothing  to  lend.  Nevertheless  a  crowd  is  found 
to  court  his  barren  friendship.  AJas,  how  besotted,  Bome, 
are  the  wearers  of  thy  toga ! 

No  dinners !  presents !  he  is  no  man's  bail ! 
He  cannot  lend,  because  his  riches  fail ! 
Yet  crowds  attend  his  future  power  and  grace. 
For  fools  of  all  sorts  London  is  the  place.       JJay. 

XIX.      HB   BEITBS   HIS   BOOK  TO   PLIKT   THB   YOUKGEB. 

Go,  my  Thalia,  and  present  to  the  eloquent  Pliny  my  little 
book,  which  though  not  learned  enough  or  yery  grave,  is  not 
entirely  devoid  of  elegance.  When  you  have  passed  the  Su- 
burra,  it  is  no  long  labour  to  ascend  the  steep  pathway  over 
the  Esquiline  hill.  There  you  will  see  a  glittering  statue  of 
Orpheus  on  the  top  of  a  perfume-sprinkled  theatre,  surrounded 
b^  beasts  wondering  at  nis  music ;  and  among  them  the  royal 
bird  which  carried  off  Ganymede  for  the  Thunderer.  Near 
it  is  the  humble  house  of  your  friend  Pedo,  surmounted  by 
an  eagle  with  smaller  wings.  But  take  care  lest,  in  a  moment 
of  indiscretion,  you  knock  at  the  learned  Pliny's  door  at  an 
inauspicious  time.  He  devotes  his  whole  days  to  the  severe 
Minerva,  while  preparing  for  the  ears  of  the  centumviri  that 
which  our  own  age  and  posterity  may  compare  even  with  the 
eloquent  pages  of  Cicero.  You  will  go  with  the  best  chance 
of  success  when  the  evening  lamps  are  lighted.  That  hour  is 
for  you  the  best  when  the  god  or  wine  reigns,  when  the  rose 
holds  its  sway,  and  the  hair  is  moistened  with  perfumes.  Then 
even  rigid  Gates  read  me. 

My  book  not  learned  enough,  enough  severe, 
But  yet  not  rude,  to  fluent  Pliny  bear. 
Sportive  Thalia.   The  Suburran  way 
Pass'd,  with  short  labour  the  next  hill  you  may 
Ascend :  firom  whence,  thou  Orpheus  (set  on  high, 
Dash'd  by  the  theatre)  plainly  shalt  descry; 


456  icabtial'b 

The  wond'ring  beasts,  the  king  of  birds  and  air. 
Which  the  )roungPhrygian  to  the  Thunderer  bear : 
Tliere  thy  friend  redo  s  house  stands  also  by, 
Showing  a  lesser  eagle  carv'd  on  high. 
But  to  leam'd  Pliny  make  not  thy  address 
Wanton,  but  when  time  suits  for  thy  access ; 
He  in  severer  studies  spends  the  day, 
How  he  the  Hundred  Judges  best  may  sway  ■ 
Studies,  which  ours,  nor  no  age,  will  forbear, 
With  Tully*s  noblest  labours  to  compare. 
Thou'lt  safeli*8t  go  when  it  is  candle-light ; 
•  This  is  the  hour  when  Bacchus  mads  the  night ; 

When  odours  reign,  when  roses  crown  the  head, 
By  rigid  Cato  then  thou  may'st  be  read.      Anon.  1695. 

XX.     TO  MAirius. 

That  Geltiberian  Salo  draws  me  to  its  auriferous  banks, 
that  I  am  pleased  again  to  visit  the  dwellings  of  my  native 
land  suspended  amid  rocks,  you,  Manius,  are  the  cauae; 
you  who  have  been  beloved  of  me  from  my  infant  yean^ 
and  cherished  with  affection  in  the  days  of  my  youth ;  than 
whom  there  is  no  one  in  all  Iberia  dearer  to  me,  or  more 
worthy  of  real  regard.  With  you  I  should  delight  even  in  a 
tent  of  the  Libyan  desert,  or  a  hut  of  the  savage  S<^thiaa. 
If  your  sentiments  are  the  same,  if  our  affections  are  mutual, 
every  place  will  be  a  Bome  to  us  both. 

That  in  my  native  soil  I  long  to  be, 

The  golden  sands  of  Spanish  Salo  see ; 

Thou,  to  whom  love  from  tender  years  I  bore. 

Honoured,  while  yet  thou  the  praetexta  wore. 

Art  the  chief  cause :  and  yet  a  sweeter  air 

"No  countr)'  yields,  or  may  with  Spain  compare. 

But,  wert  with  thee,  I  Scythia  could  enjoy, 

Nor  would  the  sands  of  Africk  me  annoy. 

If  mutual  love  thou  bear'st  and  a  like  mmd, 

Rome  we  shall  both  in  ev*ry  climate  find.    Anon.  1695. 

XXI.    TO   SEXTUS,   JL  WBITEB  ArFSCTnirO  0B8CUB1TT. 

Why,  I  ask,  Sextus,  is  it  your  delight  to  produce  com- 
positions which  even  Modestus  himself,  or  Glaranus,  could 
scarcely  understand  ?  Your  books  require,  not  a  reader,  but 
an  Apollo.  In  your  judgment  Cinna  was  a  greater  poet  than 
Virgil.    May  your  worka  receive  similar  praise!    Ab  for 


sooK  X.]  xnosAUB.  457 

mine,  I  am  oontent  that  thej  please  the  GhrammarianSy 
proirided  they  please  others  without  the  aid  of  G-zammariana. 

What  pleasure  is  it,  that  yoar  writinn  are 

Almost  too  hard  for  Bentley  or  for  HareP 

You  write  not  to  he  read,  hut  criticis'd : 

Peniius  you  follow ;  Virgil  is  despis'd. 

This  he  your  praise :  but  may  mv  every  line, 

Or  with  a  comment,  or  without  it,  shine.  JJoy. 

XXII.     TO  PHiLiBias. 

Do  you  ask,  PhilsBuis,  why  I  often  come  abroad  with  plaister 
on  my  chin,  or  with  my  lips  covered  with  salve  when  nothing 
ails  them  P    I  do  not  wish  to  kiss  you. 

Why  on  my  chin  a  plaster  clapp*d ; 

Besalv'd  my  lips,  that  are  not  cnapp'd: 

Philaenis,  why  r    The  cause  is  this : 

Philsnis,  thee  I  will  not  kiss.  JBlphinHon, 

XXIII.      OK  M.  AKTOiaUS  PBIMTS. 

The  happy  Antonius  Primus  now  numbers  fifteen  Oljrm- 
piads  (75  years)  passed  in  tranquillity ;  he  looks  back  upon 
the  days  that  are  gone,  and  the  whole  of  his  past  years,  with- 
out fearing  the  waters  of  Lethe  to  which  he  daily  draws 
nearer,  ifot  one  day  of  his  brings  remorse  or  an  unpleasant 
reflection ;  there  is  none  which  he  would  be  unwilling  to  re- 
cdl.  A  good  man  lengthens  his  term  of  existence ;  tol}e  able 
to  enjoy  our  past  life  is  to  live  twice. 

At  length,  my  friend  (while  time  with  still  career 
Wafts  on  his  gentle  wing  this  eightieth  year), 
Sees  his  past  days  safe  out  of  Fortune's  pow*r, 
Nor  dreads  approaching  fate's  uncertain  nour; 
Reviews  his  me,  and,  in  the  strict  survey. 
Finds  not  one  moment  he  could  wish  away, 
Pleas'd  with  the  series  of  each  happy  day. 
Such,  such  a  man  extends  his  lifr  s  short  space. 
And  from  the  goal  again  renews  the  race : 
For  he  lives  twice  who  can  at  once  employ 
The  present  well,  and  e*en  the  past  enjoy.        Pope, 

XXiy.      OK  THB  EJLLEirnS,   OB  VIBBT  DAT,   07  MABOH. 

O  Kalends  of  March,  anniversary  of  my  birth,  day  more 
chaining  to  me  than  any  other  kalends,  day  on  which  even 
maidens  send  me  presents,  I  place  upon  the  nearth,  in  honour 
of  y ouy  these  cakes,  and  tins  censer,  for  the  fifty^aeventh  time. 


458  habtial's 

To  these  jears  (provided  it  be  for  mj  good)  add  at  my  exh* 
treatVy  I  beseech  jou,  twice  nine  more,  so  that  I  may  de- 
scend to  the  groves  of  the  Elysian  queen  while  still  nndis- 
abled  with  protracted  old  age,  yet  having  accomplished  the 
three  stages  of  life.  After  such  a  Nestor's  existence,  I  will 
not  ask  for  a  single  day  more. 

Mars's  calends,  ne'er  outshin'd ! 

Fairest  of  the  calend-kind ! 

When  to  me  the  maids  present 

Fifty  cakes  for  half  a  cent : 

With  the  fifty,  truth  requires 

Censer  seventh,  upon  your  fires. 

Still  to  these,  if  so  be  best. 

Add  twice  nine,  I  meek  obtest ; 

That,  not  yet  quite  spent  with  age. 

Though  thrice  trod  tne  youthful  stage, 

I  may  seek  Elysian  groves : 

Earthly  wish  no  wider  roves.  S^hinston. 

xxT.    ow  Mrcnxs. 

If  that  Mucins,  whom  we  lately  beheld  in  the  arena  in  the 
morning,  and  who  thrust  his  hand  into  the  blazing  fire,  appears 
to  you  to  be  a  man  of  patience,  fortitude,  and  endurance,  you 
have  no  more  sense  than  the  people  of  Abdera ;  for  when  a 
man  is  commanded,  with  the  alternative  of  the  pitched  shirt 
before  his  eyes,  to  bum  his  hand,  it  would  be  more  courage- 
ous to  say,  "  I  will  not  bum  it ! " 

Who  Mucins  acted  on  the  stage*s  sand, 

So  promptly  thrust  into  the  flame  his  hand ; 

If  brave  and  bold  for  this  thou  him  dost  deem. 

Thyself  of  some  dull  clime  I  must  esteem : 

To  save  his  life  by  this  means  was  his  case ; 

Twere  braver  far  to  have  refus'd  the  grace.   Anon.  1695. 

XXTI.   ON  THE  nXATH  OF  THE  CVSTVBIOV  YAXUS   IK 

EOTPT. 

O  Yams,  thou  who  wast  but  lately  a  Boman  officer  of  rank 
among  the  FarsBtonian  cities,  and  a  distinguished  leader  of  a 
hundred  men,  art  now  reposing,  a  strange  shade,  on  the  Egyp- 
tian shore ;  your  return  is  vamly  expected  by  the  Ausonian 
Quirinus.  It  was  not  permitted  us  to  moisten  thy  parching 
lips  with  our  tears,  nor  to  place  rich  incense  on  thy  sad  pyre. 
But  an  enduring  tribute  shaU  be  given  thee  in  immortal 
verse.  Wouldst  thou,  perfidious  Nile,  also  deprive  us  of  this  f 


BOOK  X.]  EPIGRAMS.  459 

Varus,  who  as  Rome^s  Tribune  didst  cunmand 
An  hundred  men,  renown'd  in  Egypt's  land. 
Now  as  a  stranger  ghost  thou  dost  remaine 
On  Nilus'  shore,  promis'd  to  Rome  in  vaine. 
We  could  not  dew  with  teares  thy  dying  facet 
Nor  thy  sad  funerall  flames  with  odours  grace ; 
Yet  in  my  verse  etemiz'd  shalt  thou  bee : 
Of  that  false  ^gypt  cannot  cousen  thee.  Map, 

XXTII.      TO   DIODOBUS. 

On  your  birth-day,  Diodorus,  the  senate  and  a  great  many 
knights  sit  as  guests  at  your  table;  and  your  sportula 
is  a  largess  of  no  less  than  thirty  sesterces  to  each  person. 
And  yet,  Diodorus,  no  one  regards  you  as  a  man  of  birth. 

The  senate  did  thy  birth-day  celebrate ; 

Many  knights  also  at  thy  table  sat : 

Largess  thou  gav'st ;  yet  still  thou'rt  all  men's  scorn ; 

None  will  belieye  that  ever  thou  wert  bom.      Anon,  1695. 

IXVni,      TO   JAKTTS. 

O  most  honoured  father  of  years,  and  of  this  glorious  uni- 
verse, to  whom  first  of  all  the  gods  the  public  vows  and  pray- 
ers are  addressed,  thou  wert  formerly  wont  to  dwell  in  a  small 
temple,  open  to  all,  and  through  which  the  busy  crowd  of 
Borne  wore  their  constant  way.  Now  thy  threshold  is  sur- 
rounded with  tokens  of  the  munificence  of  CsBsar,  and  thou 
numberest,  Janus,  as  many  forums  as  thou  hast  faces.  But 
do  thou,  venerable  father,  in  gratitude  for  such  a  boon,  secure 
thy  iron  gates  with  a  perpetual  bolt.' 

Father  of  years,  and  of  each  beauteous  round ; 

Whom  first  our  vows  invoke,  our  thanks  resound ! 

Pervious  and  scanty  was  thy  late  abode. 

Where  many  a  Roman  beat  a  barVrous  road. 

Now  gifts  Cesarean  thy  glad  thresholds  grace. 

And  thou  a  square  enjoy^st  for  every  face. 

For  these,  O  sacred  fire !  benign  agree 

To  lock  thy  cloisters  with  perpetuiu  key.        Slphinston* 

XXIX.      TO   SSXTILIAKUS. 

The  dish  which  you  were  wont  to  present  to  me,  Sextilianus, 
at  the  Saturnalia,  you  have  bestowed  on  your  mistress :  and 
with  the  price  of  my  toga,  which  you  used  to  give  me  on  the 
first  of  March,  you  hare  bought  her  a  green  dinner  robe. 

*  That  is,  grant  us  uninterrupted  peace.  The  temple  of  Janus  was  open 
only  in  time  of  war. 


400  1DLBTIAL*B 

Your  mistreB86B  now  begin  to  cost  you  nothing ;  you  enjoj 
them  at  my  expense. 

In  the  days  of  old  Saturn  you  doFd  me  a  dish. 

Which  you  now  throw  your  damsel,  like  bait  to  a  fish« 

On  the  calends  of  March  you  enlare*d  my  renown ; 

Now  you  buy  the  tnreen  yest  with  the  price  of  my  gown. 

The  mir  faVrites,  Sextilian,  you  render  so  gay, 

Are,  by  my  presents  only,  enroU'd  in  your  pay.    Elphinaion. 

XXX.      TO  APOLLITTABIS   ON  THE   CHABK8   OF  FO&ML£. 

O  delightful  shore  of  salubrious  Eormise;  Apollinaria, 
when  he  flees  from  the  city  of  stem  Mars,  and  wearied  lays 
aside  his  anxious  cares,  prefers  thee  to  every  other  spot.  The 
charming  Tivoli,  the  birth-place  of  his  virtuous  wife,  is  not  to 
him  so  attractive,  neither  are  the  retreats  of  Tusculum,  or 
Algidus,  or  Prsdneste,  or  Antium.  He  pines  not  after  the 
bhuid  Circe,  or  GTrojan  Caieta,  or  Marica,  or  Liris,  or  the 
fountain  of  Salmacis,  which  feeds  the  Lucrine  lake.  At  Eormias 
the  surface  of  the  ocean  is  but  gently  crisped  by  the  breeze  ; 
and  though  tranquil,  is  ever  in  motion,  and  bears  along 
the  painted  skiff  under  the  influence  of  a  gale  as  gentle  as 
that  wafted  by  a  maiden's  fan  when  she  is  distressed  by 
heat.  Nor  has  the  fishing-line  to  seek  its  victim  far  out  at 
sea ;  but  the  fish  may  be  seen  beneath  the  pellucid  waters, 
seizing  the  line  as  it  drops  from  the  chamber  or  the  couch. 
Were  ^olus  ever  to  send  a  storm,  the  table,  still  sure  of  its 
provision,  might  laugh  at  his  railings ;  for  the  native  fish-pool 
protects  the  turbot  and  the  pike ;  delicate  lampreys  swim 
up  to  their  master;  delicious  mullet  obey  the  call  of  the 
keeper,  and  the  old  carp  come  forth  at  the  sound  of  his  voice. 
But  when  does  Home  permit  him  to  partake  of  these  enjoy- 
ments ?  How  many  days  at  Formis  does  the  year  allot  to 
him,  closely  chained  aq  he  is  to  the  pursuits  of  the  city  ? 
Happy  gate-keepers  and  bailiffs !  These  gratifications  pro* 
video  for  your  masters,  are  enjoyed  by  you. 

O  Bay  of  Formiie,  temperate  and  fair! 
Which,  when  Apollinaris,  tir'd  with  care. 
Flies  from  the  toilsome  business  of  the  town, 
Than  pleasant  Tybur  holds  in  more  renown, 
His  chaste  wife's  soil :  prefers  to  th'  sweet  recess 
Of  Tusculane,  Prseneste,  Lucrine ;  less 
Esteems  Cajeta,  or  what  men  more  admire, 
Bais'd  by  their  fancy  or  by  fiction  higher. 


BOOK  X.1  BPI0BAM8.  461 

A  gentle  air  here  glides  o*er  Thetis'  face^ 

Such  as  the  fans  of  Virgiuw  make,  to  chase 

Summer's  ungrateful  heat.    The  sea  is  smooth, 

Not  torpid  dead,  but  a  soft  gale  does  soothe 

The  active  calm ;  and  painted  gallies  more. 

For  fish  you  need  not  launch  into  the  deep, 

These  you  may  take,  and  yet  your  chamber  keep, 

Out  at  your  wmdow  cast  your  line  and  lead, 

And  draw  the  dangling  prey  up  to  your  bed. 

And  when  the  waves  by  winter  winds  arise, 

From  your  safe  board  you  may  the  storm  despise. 

Gardens  no  less,  and  ^sh  spnngs  Formiae  gnice, 

Fountains  are  seen  to  flow  in  erry  place ; 

Fish-ponds  the  stranger  trout  and  mullet  feed, 

The  home-bred  pike,  which  calFd,  does  come  with  speed; 

Fat  carps  here  luiow  their  names,  and  to  you  make, 

And  all  a  pastime  is,  no  pains,  to  take. 

But  to  the  owners  when  does  Rome  give  leave. 

But  a  few  days  these  pleasures  to  receive  ? 

Fruition's  lost,  while  they  to  business  cleave. 

These  sweets  (O  hinds  and  gard'ners,  happy  crew !) 

Were  for  your  lords  prepared,  but  are  enjoy'd  by  you. 

Anon.  1695. 

In  vain  rude  iEolus  deforms 

Old  Ocean's  brow  with  rising  storms ; 

Thy  splendid  board,  secure,  defies 

The  angry  main  and  threatening  skies. 

Within  tny  ample  bason  see 

Each  nobler  fisn  that  swims  the  sea ; 

The  stately  sturgeon,  ocean's  pride, 

The  mugii,  fond  in  sands  to  hide. 

The  turbot,  and  the  mullet  old. 

Are  pastured  in  the  liquid  fold. 

Trained  to  the  summons,  lo !  they  all 

Kise  at  the  feeder*s  well-known  Gall. 

Melmoth. 

XrXI.      TO   CALLIODOBUB. 

Tou  sold  a  slave  yesterday  for  the  sum  of  thirteen  hundred 
sesterces,  in  order,  Calliodorus,  that  you  might  dine  well  onee 
in  your  life.  Nevertheless  you  did  not  dine  well ;  a  mullet  of 
four  pounds'  weight,  which  you  purchased,  was  the  chief  dish, 
the  very  crown  of  your  repast.  I  feel  inclined  to  exclaim,  **  It 
was  not  a  fish,  shameless  fellow,  it  was  a  man,  a  veritable  man, 
Calliodorus,  that  you  ate." 


462  mabtial's 

Thy  servant  thou  for  a  great  sum  didst  sell, 
That  but  once,  Callidore,  thou  might'st  fare  well. 
Nor  far'd'st  thou  well :  a  mullet  of  four  pound 
Was  the  head  dish,  which  the  whole  table  crown'd. 
May  we  not,  wretch,  exclaim  *gain8t  this  thy  treat? 
Say,  'twas  a  man,  not  fish,  that  thou  didst  eat 

Arum,  1695. 

ZXXII.      TO   O^DICIAITTJS,   ON  A  LIK£K£SS   OF 
ICABCUS  AKTONIUS   PBIMUS. 

Do  you  ask,  GsBdicianus,  whose  lineaments  are  traced  in 
this  picture,  which  I  am  adorning  with  roses  and  violets  ? 
Such  was  Marcus  Antonius  Primus  in  the  prime  of  life ;  in 
this  portrait  the  old  man  sees  himself  in  his  youth.  Would 
that  art  could  have  painted  his  character  and  his  mind !  There 
would  then  be  no  fairer  portrait  in  the  whole  world. 

This  picture  see !  on  which  no  cost  I  spare ; 

But  set  in  gold,  and  in  my  snuff-box  wear. 

At  twenty-one  such  was  lord  Worthy's  face ; 

Who,  now  grey-hair'd,  here  views  what  once  he  was. 

Could  but  me  piece  his  mind  and  morals  show, 

*Twould  choicer  be  than  Raphael  ever  drew.  Hay, 

XXXni.      TO  MTJNATIUS    GALLUB. 

Munatius  Gh&Uus,  more  simple  in  manners  than  the  Sabines 
of  old,  more  virtuous  than  the  Athenian  sage  (Socrates),  so 
may  the  chaste  Venus  bless  your  union,  and  give  you  to  inherit 
the  noble  mansion  of  your  father-in-law,  as  you  exculpate  me 
from  having  written  any  verses,  tinged  with  foul  malice,  which 
malevolence  may  have  attributed  to  me ;  and  as  you  insist 
that  no  poet,  who  is  read,  composes  such  verses.  In  all  my 
writings  my  rule  has  ever  been  to  lash  vices  without  per- 
sonality. 

Blest  with  the  morals  of  a  former  age, 

In  goodness  passing  the  Athenian  sage. 

May  your  fair  daughter's  virtues  fix  her  spouse, 

And  his  allies,  fast  friends  unto  your  hoxise. 

If  when  you  meet  a  malice-tinctur'd  Hne, 

And  slandering  fame  report  that  it  is  mine, 

You  vindicate  your  friend ;  and  boldly  plead, 

I  ne'er  compose  what  'tis  a  shame  to  read : 

For  in  my  writings  'tis  my  constant  care 

To  lash  the  vices,  but  the  persons  spare.  May, 


BOOK  X.]  XPIOSAMS.  463 

I 

TTTTT.      TO  THB  BMPIBOB  TBAJAV. 

May  the  gods  grant  thee,  0  Trajan  our  prince,  whatsoever 
thou  deservest,  and  may  they  ratify  in  perpetuity  whatsoever 
thev  grant ;  thou  who  restorest  to  the  patron  the  right  of 
which  he  had  been  deprived.  He  will  no  longer  be  regarded 
by  his  freedmen  as  an  exile.  Thou  art  worthy  and  able  to 
protect  the  whole  body  of  citizens,  and  if  occasion  serves  thou 
wilt  prove  the  truth  of  my  words. 

Whatever  thou  hast  deserv'd,  may  heaVn  bestow : 

And  ratifv  whatever  it  gave  below ! 

Who,  with  their  rights  restored,  sett'st  patrons  free ; 

Nor  to  their  freedmen  bidd'st  them  exiles  be. 

Hail,  worthy  patron  of  profaned  mankind ! 

And,  the  event  evinces,  such  assigned.  Elphimhtu 

XXXT.      PRiilSS   OF   SULFIOIA. 

Let  all  maidens,  who  would  please  only  one  husband,  read 
Sulpicia.  Let  all  husbands,  who  would  please  only  one  wife, 
read  Sulpicia.  She  does  not  describe  the  fury  of  Medea,  or 
paint  the  feast  of  the  accursed  Thyestes ;  nor  does  she  be- 
lieve in  the  existence  of  Scylla  or  Byblis ;  but  she  tells  of 
chaste  and  affectionate  loves,  of  pure  sports,  gratifications, 
and  amusements.  He  who  shall  properly  estimate  her  poems, 
will  say  that  no  one  is  more  modest,  no  one  more  loving. 
Such  I.should  suppose  were  the  endearments  of  Egeria  in  the 
cool  grotto  of  Numa.  With  Sulpicia  as  fellow-student,  or 
as  an  instructress,  Sappho  might  have  been  more  learned, 
and  more  chaste;  and  had  crael  Fhaon  seen  both  at' the 
same  time,  he  would  rather  have  fallen  in  love  with  Sul- 
picia. But  in  vain ;  for  she  would  not  sacrifice  Calenus  to 
become  either  the  queen  of  the  Thunderer,  or  the  beloved  of 
Bacchus  or  Apollo. 

Let  all  chaste  Virgins,  that  would  wed 
One  man  alone,  Sulpitia  read. 
Let  all  good  men,  that  love  the  bed 
Of  one  chaste  spouse,  Sulpitia  read. 
She  sings  not  of  Medea's  spells, 
Nor  dire  Thvestes'  banquet  tells. 
Scylla  and  tf  yblis  stories  lies 
She  counts ;  pure  loves,  and  chastitieSy 

^  By  restoring  to  them  their  patrons. 


4M  KAATIAI*?S 

.  Sweet  sports,  and  harmeless  she.relmteiL 
Her  verse  whoe'er  well  sestimates, 
Will  say  that  none  are  holier. 
Such  jests,  I  thinke,  ^geria's  were 
In  that  moist  cave  to  Numa's  ear. 
Brought  up  with  her,  or  taught  by  her, 
Chaste,  and  more  leam*d,  hs^  Sappho  beeoe. 
But  flinty  Phao,  had  he  seene 
Them  both,  had  lov'd  Sulpitia  sure, 
(Although  in  vaine,)  for  she,  more  pure, 
Would  not  exchanffe  Calenus'  love 
For  Bacchus,  Phcebus,  or  great  Jove.  May, 

XXXVI.      TO  MUITNA,   EXSIDINa  AT   MAB8EILLES. 

Whatever  the  dishonest  wine  vaults  of  Marseilles  contain, 
whatever  cask  has  assumed  age  by  the  help  of  the  flame, 
comes  to  us,  Munna,  from  you :  to  your  unfortunate  friends 
you  send,  across  seas  and  by  circuitous  paths,  cruel  p^ons ; 
nor  do  you  supply  them  on  moderate  tenns,  but  at  a  price  for 
which  wine  from  Falemum,  or  Setia,  so  esteemed  for  their 
cellars,  would  be  sufEicient.  Your  reason  for  not  coming  to 
Bome  during  so  long  a  period  is,  I  suspect,  lest  you  should 
have  to  drink  your  own  wine. 

All  the  worst  cyder  Hereford  could  make, 
Mix'd  up,  and  boil'd,  for  taste  and  colour's  sake, 
A  hundred  miles  you  b^  the  carrier  send : 
Have  you  a  mind  to  poison  every  friend  ? 
And  make  us  pay  such  monstrous  prices  for't, 
It  dearer  comes  than  Malaga  or  Port 
Perhaps  you  now  have  staid  so  long  firom  town» 
For  fear  of  drinking  cyder,  once  your  own.        Hay, 

XXXV 11.      TO   MATEBKUS,   ACQUAINTINO  HIM   THAT  THX 
AUTHOB  IS    SETTING  OUT  FOB   BILBILIS. 

0  MatemuB,  most  scrupulous  observer  of  law  and  equity, 
you  who  rule  the  Boman  forum  by  your  convincing  eloquence, 
have  you  any  commands  for  the  Spanish  Main  to  send  by 
your  fellow-townsman  and  old  friend  ?  Or  do  you  imagine  it 
better  to  catch  hideous  frogs  on  the  shores  of  the  Tib^,  and 
to  angle  for  poor  stickle-backs,  than  to  be  able  to  throw  back 
to  its  rocky  bed  the  captured  mullet  because  less  than  three 
pounds'  weight  ?  And  to  feast,  at  your  principal  meal,  upon 
a  stale  crab  or  a  dish  of  periwinkles,  rather  than  upon  ojsteiB 
which  may  compare  with  those  of  Bai»,  and  whicn  even  the 


BOOK  X.]  VSlQUAMn,  465 

serraiils  are  permitted  by  their  master  to  eatP  At  Borne  70a 
hunt  with  much  ado  a  stinking  fox  into  your  toils,  and  the 
^thy  captive  wounds  your  dogs.  There  (at  Bilbilis)  the  wet 
fishing  nets  scarcely  drawn  up  from  the  depths  full  of  fish, 
entangle  the  hares.  While  I  am  speaking,  see,  your  fisher- 
man returns  with  etopty  creel,  and  your  huntsman  comes  home 
proud  of  having  caught  a  badger ;  your  every  feast  comes  from 
the  city  market  to  the  coast.  Have  you  any  commands  for 
the  Spanish  main  ? 

Thou  reverend  searcher  of  our  equall  law, 

From  whose  sure  mouth  Rome's  courts  their  dictates  draw, 

Your  cytyzen,  and  old  companion,  mee 

Please  you  aught  to  command  to  th'  Spanish  sea  P 

Whether  is't  better  on  Laurentum's  shoare 

To  catch  foule  froggs,  or  little  minnow's  stoare  ? 

Or  mullets,  caught  among  the  rocks  in  Spayne, 

Not  three  pound  weight,  streight  to  throw  m  agayne  ? 

Insipid  winckles  topp  of  all  your  feast 

To  make,  or  little  thin-shell'd  shrimps  at  best  ? 

Rather  than  oysters,  (Bais  ne*er  did  yield 

Better,}  with  which  our  servants  there  are  filFd  ? 

Here  the  rank  foxe,  that  bites  your  dogs^s,  you  drive 

With  clamorous  noyse  into  your  netts  alive : 

Your  fishing-^raggs,  scarce  drawn  from  sea,  will  there, 

Yett  well  spread  on  the  shoare,  streight  oatch  a  hare  :— 

Here  see  the  fisherman  retumes  with  nought, 

The  huntsman's  proud  that  has  a  weezel  caught : — 

Your  shoares  with  fish  from  marketts  fomish'd  bee. 

Please  you  command  me  aught  to  th'  Spanish  sea  ? 

Old  MS.  IGth  Cent, 

XXXTIIT.      TO   CALXKUB. 

Oh  how  delicious  have  been  the  fifteen  years  of  married 
blias,  Calenus,  which  the  deities  have  lavished,  in  full  mea- 
sure, on  thee  and  thy  Sulpicia !  Oh  happy  nights  and  hours, 
how  joyfully  has  each  been  marked  with  the  precious  pearls 
of  the  Indian  shore !  ^  Oh  what  contests,  what  voluptuous 
strife  between  you,  has  the  happy  couch,  and  the  lamp  drip- 
ping with  Niceronian  perfume,  witnessed!  Thou  hast  lived,  Ca- 
lenus, three  lustra,  and  the  whole  term  is  placed  to  thy  ac- 
count, but  thou  countest  only  thy  days  al  married  life.  Were 

1  Marked  with  white  stones,  with  which  the  Bomans  diatioguished  su- 
ypicions  days.    Comp.  B.  viii.  Bp.  45. 

2h 


466  icabtial'b 

AtropoB,  at  thy  urgent  request,  to  bring  back  to  thee  but  one 
of  those  days,  thou  wouldst  prefer  it  to  the  long  life  of  Nestor 
quadrupled. 

Twice  seyen  years,  and  one  above  it, 

You  have  been  yoked  with  Mrs  Loveit. 

A  heavenly  blessing  such  a  wife ! 

You  must  have  led  a  charming  life ! 

Oh !  happy  days !  in  which  no  hour 

You  can  forget  in  twenty-four. 

What  nights !  still  spent  in  curtain-lecture ! 

What  stnigffling,  who  should  be  director ! 

What  blest  debates !  which  oft  have  lasted 

Until  the  candle  quite  was  wasted. 

The  number  of  your  years,  I  ween. 

Don't  even  now  exceed  fifteen : 

I  count  not  those,  which  time  did  give ; 

But  those,  you  felt  yourself  alive. 

And  if,  like  these.  Fate  add  one  more ; 

lliat  one  may  seem  to  you  fourscore.        Hajf, 

XXXIX.      TO   LSSBIA. 

Why  do  you  swear,  Lesbia,  that  you  were  bom  in  the 
consulship  of  Brutus  ?  You  say  falsely,  Lesbia,  you  were 
bom  in  the  reign  of  Numa.  Should  you  eyen  admit  that, 
you  would  seem  to  say  falsely ;  for,  judging  by  your  decrepi- 
tude, you  must  have  been  formed  by  the  hand  of  Prometheus. 

Why  do  you  swear  that  you  were  bom 

In  good  Queen  Anna's  reiffu  ? 
You're  out,  for  by  your  face  forlorn 

In  James's  it  is  plain : 
Nay,  here  you're  out ;  for  sure  your  age 

Does  diow,  as  one  may  say. 
That  you  were  form'd,  and  in  a  rage, 

Of  the  Promethean  day.  Rev.  Mr  ScoU  \Tt^ 

XL.      TO   LUPUS. 

As  I  was  constantly  told  that  my  mistress  Polla  indulged 
in  improper  connection  with  a  young  libertine,  I  surprised 
them,  and  found  they  were  as  proper  as  my  own. 

I  heard  my  Polla  was  a  rover; 
I  watoh'd,  and  caught  her  witii  a  lover. 
How  did  she  treat  him  P    Was  she  free  ' 
To  the  last  possible  degree.  Ammu 


BOOK  X.]  XPIOJtAMB.  46? 

XLI.      TO   FBOCTJLSIA. 

On  tbe  return  of  January  you  desert  your  old  husband, 
Proculeia,  and  force  him  to  consent  to  a  separation  of  pro- 
perty. What,  I  ask,  has  happened  ?  Why  this  sudden  dis- 
content ?  You  answer  not  r  I  will  tell  you  then :  He  was 
elected  Frstor ;  his  Megalesian  purple  robe  would  have  cost 
you  a  hundred  thousand  sesterces,  even  if  you  bad  given  shows 
of  the  most  economical  kind :  and  the  public  festivities  would 
have  cost  twenty  thousand  more.  This  is  not  a  divorce,  Pro- 
culeia :  it  is  an  artifice  to  save  money. 

On  Michaelmas'  eve,  it  is  said,  Lady  Jane 

From  your  husband  that  you  did  elope, 
And  tell  him  that  he  was  the  cause  of  your  pain, 

So  bade  him  go  e'en  take  a  rope ! 
I  ask  what's  the  matter,  the  cause  of  your  sorrow, 

But  nothing  you  answer  aeain : 
111  tell  you,  that  hell  be  lord-mayor  to-morrow ; 

So  now  your  disorder  is  plain. 
Feasts  at  Easter,  Old  Bailey,  and  grave  Judges*  shows, 

And  many  gay  generous  treats, — 
But  you  grudge  every  fisirthinff  of  money  that  goes 

In  maung  him  fit  for  such  feats : 
This  is  not  what  alarm'd  Lime-street  Ward  at  the  first. 

So  to  them  m  the  true  cause  explain : 
You  pine  and  are  famish'd  with  *<  gold's  sacred  thirst," 

And  all  your  concern  then  is  gain. 

Rev,  Mr  Scott,  1773. 

XLII.      TO   BIKDTMUIS. 

So  light  is  the  down  upon  your  cheeks,  and  so  soft,  that  a 
breath,  or  the  heat  of  the  sun,  or  a  light  breeze,  would  dis- 
perse it.  They  are  clothed  like  young  quinces  which  are  de- 
prived of  their  bloom,  and  become  smooth  by  the  touch  of  a 
maiden's  thumb.  Were  I  to  kiss  you  rather  eagerly  five  times 
or  so,  I  should  become  bearded,  Dindymus,  from  the  spoil  of 
your  lips. 

So  light  upon  your  cheeks  the  down, 

By  subtlest  breeze  it  may  be  blown ; 

lis  like  that  which  on  quinces  comes, 

Which  shine  when  brusn'd  by  maiden's  thumbs ; 

I  kiss  you  thrice,  your  lips  are  clear'd. 

And  mine  have  caught  a  second  beard.  Anon» 

2  H  2 


468  MAXrtLL*B 

XLIU.      TO  FHILSBOS. 

Your  aeventh  wife,  Fhileros,  is  now  being  buried  in  jour 
field.    No  man's  field  brings  him  greater  profit  than  youxBy 

Phileros. 

Thy  seyenth  wife  lies  buried  in  thy  field : 

Thy  ground  more  gain  than  any  man's  doth  yield. 


Seven  wives !  and  in  one  grave !  there  is  not  found 
On  the  whole  globe  a  richer  spot  of  ground.        JSoy. 

XLIT.      TO   QUIKTUa  OTIDlUa. 

You,  Quintua  Ovidius,  who  are  about  to  visit  the  Cale- 
donian Britons,  and  the  green  Tethjs,  and  father  Ocean ;  will 
you  then  resign  Numa's  hills,  and  the  comfort  of  Nomentan 
retreats  ?  and  does  the  country,  and  your  own  fire8ide,fail  to 
retain  you  in  your  old  age  ?  i  on  defer  enjoyment,  but  Atro- 
pos  does  not  at  the  same  time  lay  aside  her  spindle,  and  every 
passing  hour  is  placed  to  your  account.  You  show  by  petr- 
torming  a  kindness  to  a  dear  friend  (and  who  would  not  praise 
such  conduct  P),  that  a  sacred  regard  to  your  word  is  aeai^er 
to  you  than  life.  But  may  you  at  length  be  restored  to  your 
Sabine  estate,  long  to  remain  there,  and  remember  yourself 
among  your  friend! 

Do  you  an  India  vovase  then  design  ? 

And  twice  to  cross  theTropic  and  the  Line  ? 

In  your  old  age  quit  Paul's  and  Harrow  spire  ? 

A  cheerful  house,  and  comfortable  fire  ? 

Postpone  not  life :  life  still  is  posting  on : 

And  makes  you  debtor  for  eacn  moment  gone. 

A  noble  proof  of  friendship  you  afford, 

Who  hold  your  life  less  sacred  than  your  word. 

Soon  to  your  friends  return !  and  in  your  breast 

Leave  for  yourself  a  place  amongst  the  rest         Hay. 

XLT.      TO   A  BSADER  PIlTFICrLT   TO   BB   PLBABBD. 

If  my  little  books  contain  anything  gentle  and  graoefbl,  if 
my  pa|;e  teems  with  pleasing  terms  of  eulogy,  you  think  them 
insipid ;  and  when  I  offer  you  the  choicest  bits  of  a  Laurentian 
boar,  you  prefer  to  gnaw  the  bones.  Drink  Vatican  wine,  if 
you  like  something  sour ;  my  spread  is  not  for  your  stomaGfa. 

If  in  my  books  aught  sweet  and  gentle  sound* 
Aught  celebrating  famous  acts  is  found* 


HOOK  X.]  JBPIOBAMB.  469 

Witless  thou  't  deem'st ;  a  diy  bone  ralu'st  more, 
Than  such  choice  morsels  of  the  noblest  boar. 
If  ranc'rous  spleen  be  thy  beloVd  disease, 
My  candid  rem  shall  ne'er  thy  malice  please. 

Anon.  1696. 

XLVI.      TO  MATHO. 

You  are  always  wishing,  Matho,  to  speak  finely;  speak 
Bometimes  merely  well ;  sometimes  neither  well  nor  ul ;  some- 
times even  illJ 

Thou  finely  would'st  say  all  ?   Say  something  well : 
Nay,  something  Ul,  if  thou  would'st  bear  tihe  bell. 

Elphifuitfn, 
"  Omnia  vult  lellS  Matho  dicere ;  die  aliquando 

£t  bene:  die  neutrum ;  die  aliquando  male/* 
The  first  is  rather  more  than  mortal  can  do ; 

The  second  may  be  sadly  done,  or  gaily ; 
The  third  is  still  more  difficult  to  stand  to ; 

The  fourth  we  hear,  and  see,  and  say  too,  daily : 
The  whole  together  is  what  I  could  wish 
To  serve  in  tms  conundrum  of  a  dish. 

Byron,  l)<m  Juan  Canto  XV, 

XLTII.      TO   JTTLITJS  MABTIALIS. 

The  things  that  make  life  bappy,  dearest  Martial^  are  these : 
-wealth  not  gained  by  labour,  but  inherited ;  lands  that  make 
no  ill  return  ;  a  hearth  always  warm ;  freedom  from  litigation ; 
little  need  of  business  costume ;  a  quiet  mind ;  a  vigorous 
frame ;  a  healthy  constitution ;  prudence  without  cunning ; 
friends  among  our  equals,  and  social  intercourse;  a  table 
spread  without  luzuiy;  nights,  not  of  drunkenness,  yet  of 
freedom  from  care ;  a  Ved,  not  void  of  connubial  pleasures, 
yet  chaste ;  sleep,  such  as  makes  the  darkness  seem  short ; 
contentment  with  our  lot,  and  no  wish  for  change;  and 
neither  to  fear  death  nor  seek  it. 

What  makes  the  happiest  life  below, 
A  few  plain  rules,  my  iriend,  will  show. 
A  good  estate,  not  eamM  with  toil. 

But  left  by  will,  or  giVn  by  fate ; 
A  land  of  no  ungrateful  soil, 

A  constant  fire  within  your  grate : 

^  This  Epigram  is  quoted  by  Abp.  Whakely,  in  his  Rhetoric,  m  a  good 
rule  in  composition. 


470  Martial's 

No  law ;  few  cares ;  a  quiet  mind; 

Strength  unimpiur^d,  a  healthful  firame ; 
Wisdom  with  innocence  combinM ; 

Friends  equal  both  in  years  and  fame ; 

Your  liying  easy,  and  your  board 
With  food,  but  not  with  luxury  stored 
A  bed,  though  chaste,  not  solitary ; 

Sound  sleep,  to  shorten  night's  dull  reign ; 

Wish  nothing  that  is  yours  to  yar^ ; 
Think  all  enjoyments  that  remam ; 
And  for  the  inevitable  hour. 
Nor  hope  it  nigh,  nor  dread  its  power.        Menvaim, 

Martial,  the  things  that  do  attain 

The  happy  life,  be  these,  I  find  : 
The  riches  left,  not  got  with  pain ; 

The  fruitful  ground,  the  quiet  mind : 

The  equal  friend,  no  grudge,  no  strife ; 

No  charge  of  rule,  nor  governance ; 
Witiiout  disease,  the  healthful  life ; 

The  household  of  continuance : 
The  mean  diet,  no  delicate  fare ; 

True  wisdom  join'd  with  simpleness ; 
The  night  discharged  of  all  care. 

Where  wine  the  wit  may  not  oppress : 

The  faithful  wife,  without  debate ; 

Such  sleeps  as  may  beguile  the  night. 
Contented  with  thine  own  estate ; 

Ne  wish  for  Death,  ne  fear  his  might. 

Henry  Howard,  Earl  of  Surrtf^^ 

The  things  that  make  a  life  to  please 

Sweetest  Martial),  they  are  these : 
tate  inherited,  not  got : 
A  thankful  field,  hearth  always  hot : 
City  seldom,  law-suits  never : 
Equal  friends  agreeing  ever : 
Health  of  body,  peace  of  mind : 
Sleeps  that  till  tne  morning  bind : 
Wise  simplicity,  plain  fare : 
Not  drun&en  nights,  yet  loosed  from  care : 
A  sober,  not  a  sullen  spouse : 
Clean  strength,  not  such  as  his  that  plows ; 
Wish  only  what  thou  art,  to  be ; 
Death  neither  wish,  nor  tear  to  see. 

Sir  Richard  Fanshn 


BOOK  X.]  XPIGBAM8.  471 

The  foregoing  elegant  Epigram  has  also  been  translated  by  Fletcher, 
Fenton,  Ck)wley»  Somerrile,  Hay,  Elphinpton,  the  Anonymous  translator 
of  1695,  and  the  author  of  the  MS.  of  the  16th  Century. 

XLTIII.      HABTIAL'S   FBEFABATIOK   fob  a  BAllQirJBT. 

The  priesthood  of  the  Fharian  heifer  ^  announce  to  her  the 
eighth  nour,'  and  the  guard  armed  with  javelins  now  return 
to  their  quarters.'  Now  the  warm  baths  have  acquired  a  pro- 
per temperature ;  at  the  preceding  hour  they  exhaled  an  in- 
tolerable excess  of  steam ;  at  the  sixth  the  heat  of  the  baths 
of  Nero  is  unsupportable.  Stella,  Nepos,  Ganius,  Gerealis, 
Flaccus,  are  you  coming  ?  The  sigma  (dinner-couch)  holds 
seven ;  we  are  only  six,  add  Lupus.  My  bailiff's  wife  has 
brought  me  mallows,  to  aid  digestion,  and  other  treasures  of 
the  garden ;  among  them  are  lettuces  and  leeks  for  slicing ; 
nor  is  mint,  the  antidote  to  flatulence,  or  stimulant  elecam- 
pane, wanting.  Slices  of  egg  shall  crown  anchovies  dressed 
with  rue ;  and  there  shall  be  sow's  teats  swimming  in  tunny- 
sauce.  These  will  serve  as  whets  for  the  appetite.  My  little 
dinner  will  all  be  placed  on  table  at  once ;  tnere  will  be  a  kid 
snatched  from  the  jaws  of  the  rapacious  wolf;  there  vnll  be 
tid-bits  such  as  have  no  need  of  a  carver ;  there  will  be 
haricot  beans,  and  young  cabbage  sprouts.  To  thpse  will 
be  added  a  chicken;  and  a  ham  which  has  already  ap- 
peared at  table  three  times.  For  dessert  I  will  give  ripe 
fruits ;  wine  from  a  Nomentan  flagon  which  was  filled  in  the 
second  consulship  of  Frontinus.  All  shall  be  seasoned  with 
pleasantry  free  from  bitterness ;  there  shall  be  no  licence  of 
speech  that  brings  repentance  on  the  morrow,  and  nothing 
said  that  we  should  wish  unsaid.  But  my  guests  mav 
speak  of  the  rival  factions  in  the  circus,  and  my  cups  shall 
make  no  man  guUty. 

The  clock  strikes  two :  now  everv  powder'd  spark 

Sallies  self-satisfied  into  the  Park. 

From  one  to  two  himself  he- did  peruse : 

From  twelve  to  one  his  chocolate  and  news. 

At  three  precisely  I  shall  dine  at  home ; 

WiU,  Jack,  and  Tom,  and  Dick,  and  you  will  come : 

^  Isis.  ^  Two  o'clock  in  the  afternoon* 

'  Ei  pilata  redU  Jamque  sulniqtie  cohora.  What  cohort  is  meant  here, 
has  been  a  great  subject  of  doubt.  Gronor'as  supposes  it  to  be  the  pre- 
lorian  guard,  which  it  was  now  the  time  for  chan^g. 


472  lCARTIi.L*8 

• 

That  makes  us  six ;  I  haye  one  place  to  spare  f 

Bring  Ned ;  and  listen  to  your  bill  of  £are. 

/L  wholesome  salad  will  adorn  the  board, 

Luxurious,  as  mv  garden  will  afford. 

The  lettuce  ooolmg ;  leeks  that  claim  the  knife ; 

Mint  good  for  wine ;  and  rocket  for  the  wife : 

Parsneps  with  eggs  shall  hide  a  salted  fish ; 

Delicious  pickled  pork,  another  dish. 

Lamb,  which  perhaps  youll  think  is  better  meat ; 

A  morsel  Reynard  had  a  mind  to  eat. 

Cutlets,  which  want  no  carving  till  they're  cold ; 

The  youngest  sprouts,  and  beans  that  are  too  old. 

Fowl,  and  a  ham  that  thrice  appear'd  before ; 

Ripe  nonpareils  for  those  who  wish  for  more. 

Parsons  his  stout  (I  entertain  with  beer) 

Brew'd  when  Lord  Mayor  elect  the  second  year. 

No  dangerous  secret,  no  ill-natur'd  jest, 

No  freedoms,  which  next  day  will  break  your  rest : 

But  tales  of  bets  the  last  Newmarket  season : 

None  of  my  friends  shall  in  his  cups  talk  treaaoD.   Hay, 

Ben  Jensen's  Inritation  to  Supper  is  a  close  imitation  of  this  Epigram. 

XLIX.      TO  COTTA. 

While  you  yourself,.  Cotta,  drink  out  of  Ameth3rBtine  cups, 
and  regale  yourself  with  the  rich  wine  of  Opimius,  you  offer 
me  new  Sabine  wine,  and  say  to  me,  "  Will  you  have  it  in  a 
cup  of  gold  ?  "   Who  would  have  leaden  wine  lu  a  golden  cnp  ? 

When  rich  Opimian  wine  thyself  dost  quaf^ 

Turn  th'  amethystine  glasses  often  ofl^ 

Thou  vile  Sabinum  oner'st  unto  me. 

And  say*st, "  Wilt  drink  m  gold?  **  to  show  thou'rt  free. 

Who  cares  (thy  sordid  nature  to  unfold^ 

For  leaden  wine,  though  in  a  cup  of  gold  ?     Amm,  1695. 

L.      OK   THE   DEATH    OF   THE   CHABIOTSSB   SCOSFITB. 

Let  Victory  in  sadness  break  her  IdumsBan  palms ;  O  Fa- 
vour, strike  thy  bare  breast  with  unsparing  hand.  Let  Hon- 
our change  her  garb  for  that  of  mourning;  and  make  thy 
crowned  locks,  0  disconsolate  Olory,  an  offering  to  the 
cruel  flames.  Oh !  sad  misfortune !  that  thou,  Scorpus,  should 
be  cut  off  in  the  flower  of  thy  youth,  and  be  callea  so  prema- 
turely to  harness  the  dusky  steeds  of  Pluto.  The  chariot-race 
was  always  shortened  by  your  rapid  driving;  but  O  why 
should  your  own  race  have  been  so  speedily  run  ? 


BOOK   X.]  EPIOBA1C8.  ^8 

Boast,  Victory,  no  more  Idume's  land : 

Beat,  Favour,  thy  bare  breast,  vith  barVrous  hand. 

Change,  weeping  Honour,  change  thy  glad  attire : 

Feed,  eroanmff  Glory,  feed  the  fun'ral  fire 

With  the  lich  oonours  from  thy  temples  torn : 

There  be  no  more  the  wonted  ^landa  worn. 

Of  youth  bereft,  amid  thy  glonous  deeds, 

How  soon  thou,  Scorpus,  join'st  thy  sable  steeds ! 

Ah  I  why  so  rapid  was  thy  car's  career  ? 

And  why  thy  goal  of  vital  course  so  near  ?    SlpAinstan. 

LI.      TO  PAir8TINTTS. 

The  Tyrian  bull  ^  now  looks  back  on  the  constellation  of 
the  mm  of  Phryzus,'  and  the  winter  flees  £rom  Castor,  visible 
alternately  with  his  brother.'  The  country  smiles ;  the  earth 
resumes  its  verdure,  the  trees  their  foliage  \  and  plaintive 
Philomel  renews  her  strain.  Of  what  bright  days  at  Kavenna 
does  Borne  deprive  you,  Eaustinus !  O  ve  suns !  0  retired 
ease  in  the  simple  tunic !  O  groves !  O  fountains !  0  sandy 
shores  moist  but  firm !  0  rocky  Anxur,  towering  in  splendour 
above  the  azure  surface !  and  the  couch,  which  commands  the 
view  of  more  than  one  water,  beholding  on  one  side  the  ships 
of  the  river,  on  the  other  those  of  the  sea !  But  there  are 
no  theatres  of  Marcellus  or  of  Pompey,  no  triple  baths,  no 
four  forums ;  nor  the  lofty  temple  oi  Capitoline  Jove ;  nor 
other  glittering  temples  that  almost  reach  the  heaven  to  which 
they  are  consecrated.  How  often  do  I  imagine  I  hear  you, 
when  thoroughly  wearied,  saying  to  the  Founder  of  Borne : 
**  Keep  what  is  yours,  and  restore  me  what  is  mine." 

Now  that  the  vernal  constellations  chase 
The  winter's  rage,  and  earth  renews  her  face ; 
Now  the  fields  smile,  and  trees  fresh  verdures  take, 
And  Philomel  her  charmingplaints  does  make ; 
What  days,  what  joys,  does  I&me  from  thee  withhold ! 
What  ease  from  city  toil,  not  to  be  told ! 
O  woods !  O  founts!  O  Anxur's  pleasant  strand! 
Where  rolling  waves  wash  o'er  the  glitt'ring  sand ; 
Where  ev'n  from  bed  you  divers  waters  see. 
Here  boats  on  rivers  glide,  there  on  the  sea. 
But  some  will  urge,  you  do  not  here  behold 
The  Capitol,  the  temples  rich  with  gold 
Fimbellish'd,  which  in  gorgeousness  draw  ni^h 
The  heav'ns  they  represent,  and  with  them  vie ; 

1  Taoma,  April.       >  Monk        *  The  Genini,  Map. 


474  Martial's 

Rome's  august  baths,  nor  theatres,  are  here. 

Her  grandeur  does  not  in  the  least  appear. 

Before  you  both  adyantages  I  lay ; 

And  now,  I  fancy,  I  do  hear  you  say, — 

As  men,  when  with  ill  wives  they  can't  agree,^ 

'*  Rome,  take  what's  thine,  render  what's  mine  to  me.** 

Anon,  1G9«S. 

Now  the  gay  hours  to  meet  the  Pleiads  run. 
And  winter  flies  before  the  vernal  sun ; 
Now  smiles  new-clad  the  woodland  and  the  plain. 
And  plaintive  Philomel  renews  her  strain ; 
What  happy  da^s  the  town  now  steals  from  Kent ! 
There  in  pure  air  and  ease  unformal  spent ! 
Think  on  yoiir  groves,  your  fountains,  Dover's  strands* 
And  o'er  the  waves  her  high  commanding  lands ; 
Which  to  your  bed  a  double  view  afford, 
Of  ships  at  sea,  and  ships  in  harbour  moor'd. 
'What,  though  there  be  no  crowded  theatre ; 
No  senate,  and  no  courts  of  justice  there ; 
No  palace,  where  our  honoured  monarch  lies ; 
No  Paurs  with  gilded  cross  invade  the  skies ; 
I  seem  to  hear  you  thus  reproach  the  town : 
"  Keep  to  yourself  your  thmgs ;  give  me  my  own.'*  Hay, 

LII.      ON  A  EUWUCH. 

Nutna,  one  day,  saw  the  eunuch  Thelys  dressed  in  a  toga. 
He  remarked  that  it  was  a  convicted  adiiltress. 

The  eunuch  Thelis  when  begown'd  he  saw. 
Sage  Numa  cried :  A  punk  condemn'd  by  law 


Lin.      EPITAPH   OK  THE   CHABIOTEEB   BCOBPUB. 

O  Borne,  I  am  Scorpus,  the  glory  of  thy  noisy  circus,  the 
object  of  thy  applause,  thy  short-lived  favourite.  The  envious 
Lachesis,  when  she  cut  me  off  in  my  twenty-seventh  year, 
accounted  me,  in  judging  by  the  number  of  my  victories,  to 
be  an  old  man. 

I  am  that  Scorpus,  glory  of  the  race, 
Rome's  admired  joy,  but  joy  for  a  short  space. 
Among  the  dead  Fates  early  me  enroll'd ; 
NumbTing  my  conquests,  they  did  Aink  me  old. 

Anom.  1695. 
Oh  the  death  ofm  Girl. 

Censure  no  more  the  hand  of  death 
That  stopp'd  so  early  Stella's  breath* 


BOOK  X.]  BPiaRAMB.  475 

Nor  let  an  easy  error  be 
Charged  with  the  name  of  cruelty. 
fie  heard  her  sense,  her  virtues  told, 
And  took  her  (well  he  might)  for  old. 

Joiiah  Melph, 
LIT.      TO   0LU8. 

You  put  fine  dishes  on  your  table,  Olus,  but  you  always 

fut  them  on  covered.     This  is  ridiculous ;  in  the  same  way 
could  put  fine  dishes  on  my  table. 

You  give  us  good  dishes,  but  all  of  them  cover : 

So  I  could  feast  guests  a  hundred  and  over.  Afum. 

LT.      OK   MABTJLLA. 

Arrectum  quoties  Marulla  penem 
Pensavit  digitis,  diuq ;  mensa  est : 
Libras  script ula,  sextulasque  dicit. 
Idem  post  opus,  et  suas  palsstras. 
Lore  cum  similis  jacet  remisso : 
Quanto  sit  levior  Marulla  dicit. 
Non  ergo  est  manus  ista,  sed  statera. 

Ogni  volta  che  Marulla  ha  pesato  coUe  dita  V  eretto  membro,  e 
lunffo  tempo  misurato :  ne  dice  le  libre,  gli  scrupoli  ed  i  granu 
Panmenti  dopo  le  sue  ^ostre,  giace  simile  ad  un  rilasciato  cuojo, 
Marulla  dice  di  quanto  sia  piu  leggiero.  Questa  dumque  non  d  una 
mano  ma  una  stadera.  ChragUa. 

LVI.      TO    OALLUS. 

You  expect  me,  Gkllus,  to  be  always  at  your  service,  and 
trudge  up  and  down  the  Aventine  mount  three  or  four  times 
a  day.  Cascellius  extracts  or  repairs  an  aching  tooth ;  Hy- 
ginus  bums  away  the  hairs  that  disfigure  the  eye ;  Fannius 
relieves,  without  cutting,  the  relaxed  uvula ;  Eros  effaces  the 
degrading  brand-marks  from  slaves'  foreheads ;  Hermes  is  a 
very  Podalirius  in  curing  hernia ;  but  tell  me,  GlalluB,  where 
is  he  that  can  cure  the  ruptured  ? 

Gallus,  thou'd'st  have  me  thee  attend  alway, 
To  pass  th'  Aventine  three,  four  times  a  day. 
*         Cascellius  remedies  to  th'  teeth  applies, 
Hyginus  to  all  evils  of  the  eyes ; 
Fannius  defluxions  of  all  sorts  can  stay, 
Eros  the  scars  of  branding  clear  away ; 
Hermes  inveterate  ruptures  will  insure: 
Hast  thou  the  skill  a  oroken  state  to  cure? 

Anon.  1695. 


476  MA&Tiix^a 

LTTI.      TO   8XXTVB. 

You  used  to  send  me  a  pound  weight  of  sflrer ;  it  has 
dwindled  to  half  a  pound  of  pepper  I  I  cannot  afford  to  buy 
my  pepper,  Sextus,  so  dear. 

You*d  wont  to  aend  a  pound  of  plate  each  year. 
But  half  a  pound  does  now  from  you  appear, 
And  that  or  spice.   I  buy  not  spice  bo  dear. 

Anon.  1695. 

LTUI.      TO   FBOKTINITB,  EXCTTSnTO  HIK8XLT   FOB  HAYIVO 
KEOLEGTKD   TO  PAY   HIS   BXSPSCT8   TO   HIV. 

Whilst  I  frequented,  Frontinus,  the  calm  retreats  of 
Anxur  on  the  sea,  and  the  neighbouring  Baiao,  with  its  villas 
on  the  shore,  the  groves  free  from  the  troublesome  eieatUp  in 
the  heats  of  July,  and  the  freshwater  lakes,  I  then  was  at 
leisure,  in  company  with  you,  to  cultivate  the  learned  muses ; 
but  now  mighty  Kome  exhausts  roe.  Here,  when  is  a  day 
my  own  P  I  am  tossed  about  in  the  vortex  of  the  city ;  and 
my  life  is  wasted  in  laborious  nothingness ;  meantime  I  cul- 
tivate some  wretched  acres  of  a  suburban  farm,  and  keep 
my  homestead  near  thy  temple,  O  sacred  Bomulus.  But  love  is 
not  testified  solely  by  day  and  night  attendance  on  a  patron ; 
nor  does  such  waste  of  time  become  a  poet.  By  the  sacred 
Muses  and  by  all  the  gods  I  swear  that  I  love  you,  though  I 
fail  to  exercise  the  officiousness  of  a  mere  client. 

On  the  oool  shore,  near  Baia's  gentle  seats, 

I  lay  retired  in  Anxur's  soft  retreats ; 

Whose  silver  lakes,  with  verdant  shadows  crown'd. 

Disperse  a  grateful  coolness  all  around. 

The  (pisshopper  avoids  th'  untainted  air. 

Nor,  m  the  neat  of  summer,  ventures  there. 

Whilst  I  the  brackish  Anxur's  sweet  retreats, 
And  on  the  shore  the  nearer  Baian  seats 
Haunted ;  those  springing  lakes  and  woods  wherein 
I*  th'  summer  grasshoppers  ne'er  made  a  dinn ; 
I  leisure  had  the  Muses  to  admire 
With  thee :  Great  Rome  now  both  of  us  doth  tire. 
What  day  is  now  our  own  ?  wee're  lost  i*  th'  mayne 
O'  th'  towne,  and  waste  our  lives  in  fruitless  payne ; 
Wnilst  barren  suburb  grounds  wee  to  manure 
About  our  seats,  neare  Rome,  ourselves  enure. 
Tet  those  may  love  that  do  not  night  and  day 
(Which  not  becomes  a  poet)  visits  pay. 


BOOK  Z.]  SFiaiUKS.  477 

By  th'  sacred  Muses  and  the  gods  aboTe, 
I  you  in  truth,  not  like  a  courtier,  love. 

Old  MS,  im  Cent. 

LIX.      TO  A  BEADSB  DITFICITLT  TO  PLSASX. 

If  one  subject  occupies  a  whole  page,  you  pass  over  it ; 
short  epigrams,  rather  than  good  ones,  seem  to  please  you. 
A  rich  repast,  consisting  of  ererj  species  of  dish,  is  set  be- 
fore you,  out  only  dainty  bits  gratiiy  your  taste.  I  do  not 
coTet  a  reader  with  such  an  over-nice  palate ;  I  want  one  that 
is  not  content  to  make  a  meal  without  bread. 

If  one  sole  epigram  takes  up  a  page, 

You  turn  it  o'er,  and  will  not  there  engage  i 

Consulting  not  its  worth,  but  your  dear  ease  i 

And  not  what's  good,  but  what  is  short,  does  pleane. 

I  serve  a  feast  with  all  the  richest  fare 

The  market  yields ;  for  tarts  you  only  care. 

My  books  not  fram'd  such  liq*rish  guests  to  treat. 

But  such  as  relish  bread,  and  solid  meat.     Anon,  1096. 

IiX.      OK   MTJKKA. 

Munna  solicited  Csssar  for  the  rights  of  a  teacher  of  three 
scholars;  though  he  had  always  been  accustomed  to  teach 
only  two'. 

The  right  of  three  disciples  Munna  sought : 
But  Jmmna,  more  than  two,  had  nerer  taught. 

Elphington, 

LZI.      EPITAPH  OK  SBOTIOK. 

Here  reposes  Erotion  in  the  shade  of  the  tomb  that  too 
early  closea  around  her,  snatched  away  by  relentless  Fate 
in  her  sixth  winter.  Whoever  thou  art  that,  after  me, 
shalt  rule  over  these  lands,  render  annual  presents  to  her 
^ntle  shade.  So,  with  undisturbed  possession,  so,  with  thy 
family  ever  in  health,  may  this  stone  be  the  only  one  of  a 
mournful  description  on  thy  domain. 

Underneath  this  greedy  stone 
Lies  little  sweet  Erotion ; 
Whom  the  Fates,  with  hearts  as  cold, 
Nipp'd  away  at  six  years  old. 
Thou,  whoever  thou  mayst  be, 
That  hast  this  small  field  after  me, 

^  A  jest  drawn  from  ihejm  trium  Uberorum ;  see  B.  ii.  Ep.  91 


478  MABTIAL*8 

Let  the  yearly  rites  be  paid 

To  her  kttle  slender  shade ; 

So  shall  no  disease  or  jar 

Hurt  thy  house,  or  chill  thy  Lar  | 

But  this  tomb  be  here  alone 

The  only  melancholy  stone.  Xm^A  j9im^. 

LZII.      TO  A  SOHOOLKASTER. 

Schoolmaster,  be  indolent  to  your  simple  scholars ;  if  you 
would  have  many  a  long-haired  youth  resort  to  your  lectures, 
and  the  class  seated  round  your  critical  table  love  you.  So  may 
no  teacher  of  arithmetic,  or  of  swift  writing,  be  surrounded 
by  a  greater  ring  of  pupils.  The  days  are  bright,  and  glow 
under  the  flaming  constellation  of  the  Lion,  and  fervid  July 
is  ripening  the  teeming  harvest.  Let  the  Scythian  scourge 
with  its  formidable  thongs,  such  as  flogged  Marsyas  of  Ce- 
l»niB,  and  the  terrible  cane,  the  schoolmaster's  sceptre,  be 
laid  aside,  and  sleep  until  the  Ides  of  October.  Li  summer, 
if  boys  preserve  their  health,  they  do  enough. 

Thou  monarch  of  eieht  parts  of  speech, 

Who  sweep'st  with  birch  a  younsster's  breech. 

Oh !  now  awhile  withhold  your  hand ! 

So  may  the  trembling  crop-hair*d  band 

Around  your  desk  attentive  hear, 

And  pay  you  love  instead  of  fear  : 

So  ma^  yours  ever  be  as  full, 

As  wntinff  or  as  dancing  school. 

The  scorching  doe-dav  is  begun ; 

The  harvest  roasting  m  the  sun : 

Each  Bridewell  keeper,  though  required 

To  use  the  lash,  is  too  much  tir'd. 

Let  ferula  and  rod  together 

Lie  dormant,  till  the  nrosty  weather. 

Boys  do  improve  enough  in  reason. 

Who  miss  a  fever  in  tms  season.  Hay, 

LXin.      BPITAPn   OK  A  KOBLB   HATBON. 

Small  though  the  tomb,  traveller,  on  which  you  read  these 
lines,  it  yields  not  in  interest  to  the  sepulchres  of  Mauaolus 
or  the  Pyramids.  I  have  lived  long  enough  to  be  twice  a 
spectator  of  the  Secular  Gfames ;  and  my  life  lost  nothing  of 
happiness  before  mv  funeral  pyre.  Juno  gave  me  five  sons, 
and  as  many  daughters;  and  their  hands  closed  my  dying 


BOOK.  Z.]  XPIGRAHS.  479 

eyes.    Bare  conjugal  glory,  too,  was  mine ;  my  chaste  Ioyo 
Yaiew  but  one  husband. 

By  this  small  stone  as  great  remains  are  hid, 

Ab  sleep  in  an  Egyptian  pyramid. 

Here  lies  a  matron,  for  her  years  rever'd ; 

Who  through  them  all  with  spotless  honour  steered. 

Five  sons,  as  many  daughters,  nature  gaye, 

"Who  dropp'd  their  pious  tears  into  her  grave. 

Nor  her  least  glory,  though  too  rarely  known ; 

One  man  she  held  most  dear,  and  one  alone.      Hap 

LIIY.      TO  POLLA,  WIPE   OP   LUCAIT   THB  POST. 

Polla,  my  queen,  if  you  light  upon  any  of  my  little  books, 
do  not  regard  my  sportive  sallies  vnth  uiitted  brow.  Your 
own  great  bard,  the  glory  of  our  Helicon,  while  he  was  sound- 
ing fierce  wars  with  his  Pierian  trumpet,  was  yet  not  ashamed 
to  say  in  sportive  verse, ''  K  I  am  not  to  play  the  part  of 
Ghinymede,  what,  Cotta,  am  I  doing  here  P  '*  ^ 

Imperial  Polla,  should  my  various  lay 

To  thy  chaste  ears  explore  her  dubious  way ; 

Interpretation  bland  would  meet  each  joke, 

Whicn  a  soft  snule  (O  could  it !)  would  provoke 

Of  him,  so  deep  who  quaff*d  Castalia's  spring, 

'Whose  deathless  glory  bids  Parnassus  nng ; 

Who,  whQe  his  trump  sublime  blows  savage  wars, 

Not  still  the  strains  of  gmltless  nurth  abhors ; 

Nor  blushes  in  familiar  guise  to  say : 

•<  If  never  I  imbend,  who  nerves  my  lay  ?  "    Elphimion. 

LXY.      TO   CABlCEiaOK,   JLS  EPPEMIKATB   PEBSON. 

Whilst  you  vaunt  yourself,  Carmenion,  a  citizen  of  Corinth, 
and  no  one  Questions  your  assertion,  why  do  you  call  me 
brother ;  I,  who  was  bom  amongst  the  Iberians  and  Celts, 
a  native  of  the  banks  of  the  Tagus  ?  Is  it  that  we  seem  alike 
in  countenance  P  You  walk  about  with  shining  wavy  tresses ; 
I  with  my  Spanish  crop  stubborn  and  bristling.  You  are 
perfectly  smooth  from  the  daily  use  of  depilatories;  I  am 
rough-haired  both  in  limb  and  face.  You  have  lisping  lips 
and  a  feeble  tongue  ;  my  infant  daughter  speaks  with  more 
force  than  you.    Not  more  unlike  is  the  dove  to  the  eagle, 

>  Words  taken  from  some  piece  of  Lucan's,  none  of  whose  smaller 
poems  are  extant. 


480  habtial'8 

the  timid  gaxeUe  to  the  fierce  lion,  than  jou  to  me.     Cemae 

then,  Carmenion,  to  call  rae  hrother,  lest  I  call  jou  sister. 

Boasting  yourself  a  cytyzen 

Of  Corinth,  (which  all  ^nt,)  why  then 

Mee  horn  in  Spayne,  within  the  wall 

Of  Bilhoa,  doe  you  hrother  call  ? 

Are  we  in  count'nance  like  at  all  ? 

Soft  neately  curled  locks  you  weare : 

Pye  stuhbom  bristles  like  a  heare. 

You  with  a  pummice-stone  are  sleekt 

Dayly :  I*m  hayrythieh'd  and  cheekt. 

You  nave  a  lisping  voice  and  weake, 

My  daughter  does  more  strongly  speake. 

Bold  lyons  from  the  fearfHill  doe. 

Eagles  from  doves,  differ  not  soe. 

Foroeare  to  call  me  brother  then, 

Least  I  you  sister  call  agayna.     Old  MS,  1661  Cgmt. 

LXTI.      TO   THEOPOMPUS,  A   RAITBSOKI   YOUTH,   BSCOKB 

A   COOK. 

Who,  I  ask,  ¥ra8  so  unfeeling,  who  so  barbarous  as  to  make 
you,  Theoporapus,  a  cook  ?  Has  any  one  the  heart  to  defile 
a  face  sucn  as  this  with  the  smut  of  a  kitchen  ?  Can  any 
one  pollute  such  locks  with  greasy  soot  ?  .  Who  could  better 
present  cups,  or  crystal  goblets  ?  Out  of  what  hand  would 
the  Falemian  come  with  more  relish  ?  If  this  is  the  destiny 
of  youth  of  such  brilliant  beauty,  let  Jupiter  at  once  make 
a  cook  of  Ghuiymede. 

Who  could  so  cruel,  who  so  brutish  be. 
For  a  cook,  Theopomp,  to  destine  thee  ? 
Could  any  soil  that  face  so  sweetly  fair  ? 
Condemn  to  soot  and  grease  that  lovely  hair  ? 
None  worthier  with  the  crystal  glass  to  stand. 
And  praise  the  wine  with  bis  more  crystal  hand. 
For  such  a  fate,  if  beauteous  boys  must  look, 
Next  news  we  hear,  Jove  doats  upon  a  cook. 

LXVII.      EPITAPH  O^r  PLOTIA,   AN   OLD  WOMAIT. 

Flotia,  the  daughter  of  Pyrrha,  the  stepmother  of  Nestor 
she  whom  Niobe,  in  her  youth,  saw  grey-headed,  she  wboit 
the  aged  Laertes  called  his  grandmother,  Priam  his  nurse, 
Thyestes  his  mother-in-law ;  Flotia,  older  than  any  crow,  is 
at  last  laid  lusting  in  this  tomb  along  with  bald  Melanthion. 


BOOK  X.]  BPIOBAM8.  481 


Here  Pyrrha's  daughter,  Nestor's  mother-in-law . 

Whom  youthful  Niobe  in  gray  hairs  saw, 

Whom  old  Laertes  did  his  beldame  name, 

Great  Priam's  nurse,  Thyestes'  wife's  grandam, 

Surriyor  to  all  nine-lived  daws  are  gone, 

Old  Plotia,  with  her  bald  Melanthion, 

Lies  itching  here  at  last  under  this  stone.         Fletcher. 

LXyill.      TO   L^LIA. 

Though,  Lelia,  your  home  is  not  Ephesus,  or  Bhodes,  or 
Mitylene,  but  a  house  in  a  patrician  street  at  Borne;  and 
though  70U  had  a  mother  from  the  swarthy  Etruscans,  who 
never  painted  her  face  in  her  life,  and  a  sturdy  father  from 
the  plains  of  Aricia ;  yet  you  (oh  shame !)  a  countrywoman 
of  Hersilia  and  Egena,  are  perpetually  repeating,  in  yolup- 
tuous  Ghreek  phrase, ''  My  life,  my  soul."  Such  expressions 
should  be  reserved  for  the  couch,  and  not  even  for  eyery  couch, 
but  only  that  which  is  prepared  by  a  mistress  for  a  wanton 
lover.  You  pretend  forsooth  a  wish  to  know  how  to  speak 
aa  a  chaste  matron,  but  your  lascivious  movements  would  be- 
tray you.  Though  you  were  to  learn  all  that  Corinth  can  teach, 
Lfielia^  and  practise  it,  you  would  never  become  a  perfect  Lais. 

When  thee  nor  Ephesus  nor  Rhodes  will  own, 

When  Mitylene*s  name  thou  scarce  hast  known ; 

Though  Grecian  main  or  isle  could  ne'er  complete 

The  upstart  native  of  Patrician-street : 

Thy  mother  tinged  but  by  Etruscan  brown ; 

Thy  sire  a  stalker  of  Aricia's  down : 

Presumest  thou  to  lisp,  without  control, 

Zci»i)  Kal  ifvxA  •  ^or,  my  life  and  soul  ? 

Oh  shame !  a  daughter  of  Hersilia  thou  ? 

Thee  shall  Egeria  of  her  clan  avow  ? 

Such  strains  thy  couch,  nor  ev'ry  couch,  should  hear : 

Such  wit  keeps  Lewdness  for  her  lover's  ear. 

Thou  studiest  style  that  suits  a  matron's  use : 

More  luscious  cannot  burning  lust  produce. 

All  Corinth  should  she  con,  and  bia  us  see, 

A  Lcelia  ne'er  will  quite  a  Lais  be.  Elphintton. 

LXIX.      TO   POLLA. 

You  set  a  watch  upon  your  husband,  Polla :  you  refuse  to 
have  any  set  upon  yoursdf.  This,  Polla,  is  making  a  wife  of 
yoor  husband. 

Thou,  Polla,  guard'st  thy  spouse ;  he  guards  not  thee : 
Thou  sure  must  be  the  husDand,  the  wife  he.  Anon, 

9  I 


iM  KARTIAL^S 

LXX.      TO   FOTtTVS. 

Because  I  produce  scarcely  one  book  in  a  whole  ^ear,  I  in- 
cur from  you,  learned  Potdtus,  the  censure  of  idleness.  But 
with  how  much  more  justice  might  you  Wonder  that  I  produce 
even  one,  seeing  how  frequently  my  whole  day  ia  frittered 
away!  Sometimes  I  receive  friends  in  the  evening,  to  re- 
turn my  morning  calls ;  others  I  hare  t6  congratulate  on  pre- 
ferments, though  no  one  has  to  congratulate  me.  Sometimea 
I  am  remiired  to  seal  some  docum^it  at  the  temple  of  the 
lustrous  jDiana  on  Mount  Av^itin  (  sometimes  tiie  first,  aome^ 
times  the  fifth  hour,  claims  tne  for  its  occupations.  Some^ 
times  the  consul  detains  me,  or  the  praetor,  or  the  danoera  as 
they  return;  frequently,  listening  to  a  poet's  recitation  oc- 
cupies the  entire  dar.  Nor  can  I  fiiirly  refuse  a  few  minutes 
to  a  pleader,  or  a  rhetorician,  or  a  grammarian,  should  they 
make  the  request.  After  the  tenth  hour,  I  go  fatigued  to 
the  bath,  and  to  get  my  hundred  farthings.^  What  time  have 
I,  Potitus,  for  writing  a  book  ? 

That  Boaroe  a  piece  I  publish  in  a  year. 

Idle  perhaps  to  you  I  may  aroear. 

But  rather,  that  I  write  at  aU,  admire^ 

When  I  am  often  robb'd  of  days  entire. 

Now  with  my  friends  the  evemng  I  must  spend : 

To  those  predferr^d  my  compliments  must  send. 

Now  at  the  witnessing  a  will  make  one : 

Hurried  from  this  to  that,  my  morning's  gone. 

Some  office  must  attend ;  or  else  some  ball ; 

Or  else  my  lawyer's  summons  to  the  halL 

Now  a  rehearsal,  now  a  concert  hear  $ 

And  now  a  Latin  play  at  Westminster. 

Home  after  ten  return,  quite  tir'd  and  dos'd. 

When  is  the  piece,  you  want,  to  be  compos*d  P    fft^. 

LXXI.    OV  ttJLBIltllTS,  THE   ABGHITECT  OF   DOMITIAK,  PBAIS- 
nro  HIS   AFFECTION   FOB  HIS  PABEKT8. 

Whoever  thou  art  that  desirest  for  thy  parents  a  long  and 
happy  life,  regard  with  sympathy  the  shozt  inscription  upon 
this  marble  tomb : — "  Here  itabirius  consigned  two  dear  de- 
parted ones  to  the  earth;  no  aged  couple  ever  died  under 
happier  Circumstances.  Sixty  years  of  married  lile  were 
gently  closed   in  one  and  the  same  night;    a  single  pyre 

'  That «,  the  sportHla.    See  B.  I.  Ep.  70. 


SOOK  Z.]  SPKfBAMS.  488 

sufficed  for  both  faneraLs/'  Yet  Eal^rius  mourns  them  as 
though  they  had  been  snatched  from  him  in  the  flower  of 
their  youth ;  nothing  can  be  more  unjustifiable  than  such  la- 
mentations. 

Thou  that  dost  wish  thy  paients'  lives  should  proye 

Both  longand  blest,  this  tomb's  short  title  love. 

Wherein  Itabirius'  dead  deare  parents  rest. 

No  age  with  happier  fate  was  ever  blest. 

Wedlocke  of  threescore  years  one  night  untwines. 

And  in  one  fiinerall  flame  both  bodies  wynes. 

But  he,  as  theyhad  dy'd  in  greener  yeares, 

Still  weepes.  What  iustioe  is  there  in  those  teares  P    May. 

LXXII.      or  PBAISS  07    TBAJAK. 

TlfltterieB,  in  vain  do  you  come  to  me,  miserable  objects, 
with  nrostituted  lips !  I  am  not  about  to  celebrate  a  Lord 
or  a  God ;  there  is  now  no  longer  any  abode  for  you  in  this 
city.  Gk>  far  away  to  the  turbaned  Parthians,  and,  with  base 
and  seryile  supphcations,  kiss  the  feet  of  their  pageant  kings. 
Here  there  is  no  lord,  but  an  emperor ;  as  senator,  the  most 
just  of  all  the  senate ;  one  through  whose  efforts  Truth,  simple 
and  unadorned,  has  been  recoyered  from  the  Stygian  reaua. 
Under  tiiis  prince,  Bome,  if  thou  art  discreet,  beware  of 
speaking  in  the  language  used  to  his  predecessors. 

In  yain,  O  wretched  Flattery, 

With  bare-worn  lips  thou  com'st  to  me. 

To  call  me  falsely  Lord  and  God. 

Away ;  for  thee  here's  no  abode ; 

To  Farthia's  mitred  Monarchs  goe ; 

There  &lline  prostrate,  basely  low. 

The  ^audy  Slmg's  proud  feet  adore. 

This  IS  no  Lord,  but  Emperor, 

Of  all  the  justest  Senator. 

By  whom  from  Stygian  shades,  the  plam 

And  rustic  truth's  brought  back  again, 

Hiou  dax^stnot)  Rome,  this  Emperor 

To  flatter  as  thou  didst  before.  May* 

In  yain,  mean  flatteries,  ye  try 
To  gnaw  the  lip,  and  fall  the  eye ! 
No  man  or  god  or  lord  I  name : 
From  Romans  for  be  such  a  shame ! 
Go  teach  the  supple  Parthian  how 
To  yeil  the  bonnet  on  his  brow ; 

2  1  2 


484  mabtial'8 

Or  on  the  ground  all  prostrate  flin^ 
Some  Pict,  before  his  oarbarous  ELin^. 

Addison :  Dud,  on  Medals. 

LXXIII.      TO   MABGUS  AKT0KIT7S  PBIMTT8. 

A  letter  from  my  eloquent  friend  has  brought  with  it  a 
pleasing  token  of  his  friendship,  an  imposing  present  of  a 
Boman  toga ;  a  toga  not  such  as  Eabricius,  but  as  Apicius, 
would  have  been  glad  to^wear;  or  as  the  knight  MsBoenas, 
the  friend  of  Augustus,  might  have  chosen.  It  would  have 
been  of  less  value  in  my  estimation  had  any  other  person  been 
the  giver;  it  is  not  by  every  hand  that  a  propitious  sacri- 
fice may  be  offered.  Coming  from  you  it  is  grateful  to  me ; 
but  even  had  I  not  loved  tfoar  gift,  Marcus,  I  must  naturallj 
love  tntf  own  name.^  But  more  valuable  than  the  gift,  and 
more  pleasing  than  even  the  name,  is  the  kind  attention  and 
favour  of  so  learned  a  man. 

A  missive  pledge,  whence  pledges  brinj;  renown. 

Brought  the  grave  present  of  th'  Ausonian  gown ; 

Which,  not  Fabricius,  would  Apicius  bear ; 

And  which  th'  Augustan  knight  were  proud  to  weal. 

This  from  elsewhere  might  less  acceptance  gain : 

Not  ev'ry  hand  can  hallow  victims  slain. 

From  thme  the  boon  must  yield  supreme  delight: 

The  very  name  might  selfish  love  excite. 

But,  far  more  grateful  than  the  boon  or  name, 

From  learning's  hand,  and  friendship*8  heart,  it  came. 

Elpkin^om^ 
LXXIY.     TO   BOME. 

Have  pity  at  length.  Borne,  upon  the  weary  congratulator, 
the  weary  client :  How  long  shall  I  be  a  dangler  at  leveea, 
among  crowds  of  anxious  clients  and  toga^lad  dependents, 
earning  a  hundred  paltry  coins  ^  with  a  whole  day's  work, 
while  Scorpus  '  triumphantly  carries  off  in  a  single  hour  fifteen 
heavy  bags  of  shining  gold  F  I  ask  not  as  the  reward  of  my 
little  books  (for  what  indeed  are  they  worth  ?)  the  plains  of 
Apulia,  or  Hybla,  or  the  spice-bearing  Nile,  or  the  tender 
vines  which,  from  the  brow  of  the  Setian  hill,  look  down  on 
the  Pomptine  marshes.  What  then  do  I  desire,  you  ask  p — 
To  sleep. 

^  Marcus  was  the  name  both  of  the  giver  and  the  receiver  of  the  present. 
'  See  Ep.  70.  >  The  chAiioteer :  see  £p.  50,  53^ 


BOOK  X.]  lPIORi.K8.  4S6 

Tii'd  with  the  town,  too  much  of  life  Pve  spent 

In  fonnal  leyees,  and  dull  compliment 

For  long  attendance  what  reward  we  meet ! 

A  word !  at  most  a  dinner  from  the  great ! 

One  hour  to  Figg  did  greater  eains  afford. 

Much  ffreater,  for  a  flourish  of  his  sword. 

Were  I  to  pay  the  labours  of  my  Muse 

(Small  her  desert),  not  Chelsea  fields  Td  choose ; 

Nor  Hybla's  honey ;  nor  Arabia's  spice ; 

Nor  pleasant  gardens  hung  on  High^te's  rise, 

CKerlooking  Hackney-marshes  fed  with  sheep. 

A^  you,  what  is  it  then  I  want  P — ^To  sleep.        JJoy. 

LXXY.      OK   GALLA. 

Onoe  upon  a  time  Gklla'a  demand  was  twenty  thousand 
eesteroes;  and  I  admit  she  was  not  much  too  dear  at  the 
price.  A  year  passed  by :  ''I  am  yours,'*  she  said,  ** for  ten 
thousand  sesterces."  This  seemed  to  me  more  than  she  had 
asked  before.  Six  months  afterwards,  when  she  came  down 
to  two  thousand,  I  offered  one  thousand,  which  she  refused. 
About  two  or  three  mqnths  later,  so  far  from  refusing  this 
sum,  she  herself  lowered  her  demand  to  four  gold  pieces.  I 
declined  to  give  it,  and  then  she  asked  me  to  give  her  a  hundred 
sesterces ;  but  even  this  sum  seemed  greatly  too  much.  A 
miserable  sportula  of  a  hundred  farthings  would  then  have 
brought  us  together ;  that  is,  she  proposed  to  accept  it ;  but 
I  tola  her  I  had  bestowed  it  on  my  slave.  Could  she  descend 
lower  than  this  P  She  did ;  she  now  offers  herself  for  nothing ; 
but  I  decline. 

Galla,  times  past,  ask*d  me  an  hundred  pound : 

And  'twas  not  much,  where  such  a  form  was  found. 

After  one  year,  fifty  was  her  demand : 

Methought  she  now  was  at  a  dearer  hand. 

Some  time  laps'd :  says  she,  Twenty  yuu'll  bestow 

Ten  I  shall  gladly :  but  she  answer  d,  No. 

Two  or  three  months,  I  know  not  which,  pass'd  more: 

Then  she  ask'd  nobles,  and  of  them,  but  four, 

And  I  refus*d.  Well,  send  a  hundred  pence : 

But  this  seem*d  then  too  much,  and  I  went  thence. 

She  next  my  poor  dry  sportula  did  crave. 

Good  truth,  said  I,  that  to  my  boy  I  gave. 

Was  't  possible  that  she  should  lower  go  P 

Tes :  Gratis  herself  she  offer'd ;  I  said,  No.    Jmom.  1696. 


406  XABTIAli*B 

LXXVI.      OK  ILfiTIXTB. 

Does  this  seem  just  to  you,  Fortune  P  A  man  who  is 
not  a  native  of  Syria  or  of  Parthia,  not  a  knight  from  Cappa- 
docian  slave-cages,  but  one  of  the  people  of  Bemus,  and  a 
bom  subject  of  Numa,  a  man  of  agreeable  manners,  upright, 
and  virtuous,  a  trustworthy  friend,  learned  in  the  Greek  and 
Roman  languages,  a  man  whose  only  fault  (but  that  a  great 
one)  is,  that  he  is  a  poet ; — Mievius,  I  say,  shivers  in  a  laded 
black  hood ;  while  the  mule-driver  Incitatus  glitters  in  purple. 

Oh !  Fortune !  is  your  justice  lost  P 

Behold  this  man,  no  knight  o*  th'  post : 

Who  is  no  alien,  French,  or  Swiss ; 

But  Englishnuui,  and  Cockney  is : 

Pleasant,  sincere,  good-natur'd,  meek. 

Well  skill'd  in  Latin  and  in  Greek : 

Who  hath  no  individual  crime, 

But  that  he  is  po88eBB*d  with  rhyme. 

Should  he,  half  starv'd,  wear  shabby  black, 

When  grooms  have  gold  upon  their  back  P      JSqf. 

LXZYII.     TO  KiJXIMTTS,   OK  THE  DEATH   OF   CABU8, 

A  QTTACK. 

Never  did  Cams  do  anything  worse,  Maximus,  than  to 
die  of  fever ;  the  fever,  too,  was  much  in  the  wrong.  The 
cruel  destroyer  should  at  least  have  been  a  quartan,  so  that 
he  might  have  become  his  own  doctor. 

Not  a  slipp'rier  trick  e'er  by  Carus  was  pla/d, 

Than  by  Fever,  who  Carus  has  swept 
Wicked  Fever !  a  auartan  thou  might  st  have  essa/d : 

For  her  doctor  she  should  have  been  kept.    Elpkuutonm 

LXZTin.      TO   MAOBB,   8ETTINO   OUT   FOB   HI3  PBOTUrCE  OF 

DALMATIA. 

You  are  going;,  Macer,  to  the  shores  of  Salona.  Bare  in* 
tegrity  and  the  love  of  justice  will  accompany  you,  and  mo- 
desty follow  in  the  train.  A  just  governor  always  returns 
Soorer  than  he  went.  0  happv  husbandman  of  the  gold-pro- 
ucing  country,  thou  wilt  send  back  thy  ruler  with  his  purse 
empty ;  thou  wilt  deplore  his  return,  O  Dalmatian,  and  escort 
him  on  his  departure  with  mixed  feelings  of  gratitude  and 
sorrow.  I,  Macer,  shall  go  among  the  Uelts  and  the  fierce 
Iberians,  with  deep  regret  for  the  loss  of  your  companionship. 


BOOK  X.]  WiaBAl^St  4^7 

But  every  page  of  mine  that  aball  be  eiroulated  there^  written 
with  a  pen  made  from  the  reeds  of  the  fish-abounding  Tagus, 
will  record  the  name  of  Macer.  So  may  I  be  read  among  old 
poets,  and  rank  in  your  esteem  as  inferior  to  ^pne  but 
Catullus. 

My  Macer  seeks  Salona's  shore  : 

Kara  honour  will  his  steps  attend ; 
Nice  rectitude  the  route  explore, 

With  modesty  her  bosom-friend. 

Mending  the  subjects  of  their  toil, 
The  generous  may  themselves  impair: 

Blest  tenant  of  the  golden  soil, 
Thou  home  wilt  send  thy  ruler  bare. 

Thou,  Dalmat,  wise  wilt  wish  delay, 

And  his  prolonged  dominion  woo : 
Him,  when  he  can  no  longer  stay, 

Thou  shalt  with  weeping  joy  pursue. 

'Mong  Celts  and  rude  Iberians  we 

Shall  soon  retrace  our  native  seat ; 
Where,  Macer,  the  regret  of  thee 

Must  harass  our  belov'd  retreat. 

But  thence,  whatever  page  of  ours 

Expand  from  teeming  Tagus*  reed, 
ShaU  prop  with  Macer's  name  her  poVrs ; 

So  to  eternity  decreed. 

'Mid  ancient  bards  shall  I  be  read. 

When  with  his  chaste  perusal  crown'd ; 

And,  of  the  living  or  the  dead, 
Catullus  only  greater  found.  S^MuUm. 

LXXIX.      OK  THB  BIOH  TOBQtTATTTB  Ain>  THE   POOB 

OTAOILITTB. 

It'ear  the  fourth  milestone  from  the  city,  Torquatua  haa  a 
pru^pely  mansion :  near  the  fourth  milestone,  Otaciliua  pur- 
chases a  little  country-house.  Torquatus  has  built  splendid 
warm  baths  of  variegated  marble ;  Otacilius  erects  a  basin. 
Torquatus  haa  laid  out  a  plantation  of  laurels  on  his  land ; 
Otacilius  sows  a  hundred  chestnuts.  When  Torquatus  was 
consul,  Otacilius  was  chief  magistrate  of  the  village,  and, 
proud  of  such  a  dignity,  did  not  imagine  himself  a  less  per- 
sonage than  Torquatus.  As,  of  old,  the  large  ox  made  the 
amall  frog  burst,  so,  I  suspect,  Torquatus  wit)  burst  Otaciliua. 


488  1U.BTIAL*S 

Four  miles  from  town  his  lordship's  buildings  stand  : 

So  does  Tom's  cottage  vith  a  bit  of  land. 

A  marble  j^reen-house  lately  built  my  lord : 

Tom  for  his  flowers  erects  a  shed  of  board. 

His  park  with  oaks  his  lordship  planted  round : 

Tom  put  a  hundred  acorns  in  the  ground. 

My  lord  was  treasurer :  Tom  overseer ; 

As  great,  in  his  opinion,  as  the  peer. 

As  Uie  ox  burst  the  frog  (so  fables  speaks 

Aping  my  lord,  I  fear  poor  Tom  will  oreak.         May. 

LXXX.      OS  EBOS. 

Eros  weeps  whenever  he  casts  his  eye  on  beaatiful 
of  mottled  myrrha,  or  on  young  slaves,  or  choice  specimens  of 
citron-wood ;  and  he  sighs  from  the  very  bottom  of  his  heart, 
because,  unhappy  mortal,  he  cannot  buy  them  all  and  cany 
them  home  witn  him.  How  many  persons  do  the  same  as 
Eros,  but  with  dry  eyes !  The  greater  portion  of  mankind 
laugh  at  such  tears,  and  yet  at  heart  are  like  him. 

At  Chenevix'  poor  little  master  cries, 

When  boxes,  seals,  and  rings,  and  dolls  he  spies ; 

And  from  his  soul  sincerest  sorrows  come, 

That  he  can't  buy  the  room,  and  bear  it  home. 

How  many  with  dry  eyes  act  master's  part  ? 

And,  while  they  smile,  for  trifles  sob  at  heart        J9ay. 

LXXXI.      ON  PHYLLIS. 

Cum  duo  venissent  ad  Phyllida  mane  fututum, 
Et  nudam  cuperet  sumere  uterque  prior ; 

Promisit  pariter  se  Phyllis  utrique  daturam, 
Et  dedit.    Ille  pedem  sustulit,  hie  tunicam. 

Dui  essendo  venuti  da  Pillide  in  sul  mattino  per  immembrarla, 
e  r  uno  e  V  altro  desiderando  goderla  nuda  il  prime :  Fillide  pro- 
mise darsi  ugualmente  a  tutti  e  due,  e  si  diede :  quello  alxolte  il 
piede,  questo  la  tunica.  Oragluu 

LXXXII.      TO   eAXLTTS. 

If  discomfort  to  me  is  of  any  advantage  to  you,  I  will  put 
on  my  toga  to  attend  you  at  dawn,  or  even  at  midnight :  I 
will  endure  the  whistling  blasts  of  the  keen  north  wind; 
I  will  bear  showers  of  rain,  and  brave  storms  of  snow.  But 
if  you  are  not  a  fraction  the  better  for  all  my  sufferings,  all 
these  tortures  inflicted  on  a  free  man,  show  some  indulgence, 


I  pray,  to  your  fatigued  client,  and  excuse  him  from  such 
bootless  toils,  which  are  of  no  advantage  to  you,  Grallus, 
and  are  painful  to  me. 

If  your  affairs  my  diligence  could  mend, 
Early  and  late  I  ready  vould  attend : 
Expos'd  to  storms,  when  angry  winds  do  blow ; 
And  on  my  breast  receive  die  driving  snow. 
But  if  you  not  one  farthing  happier  are 
By  my  fatigue,  and  by  my  generous  care ; 
Spare  one  worn  out,  oh !  spare  a  labour  vain, 
which  helps  not  you,  but  gives  me  real  pain.       Hafm 

I.X2X[II.      TO   MABIKUS,   ON  HTS   BALDVEBS. 

You  collect  your  straggling  hairs  on  each  side,  Marinus, 
endeavouring  to  conceal  the  vast  expanse  of  your  shining 
bald  pate  by  the  locks  which  still  grow  on  your  temples. 
But  tne  hairs  disperse,  and  return  to  their  own  place  with 
every  gust  of  wind ;  flanking  your  bare  pole  on  either  side 
with  crude  tufts.  We  might  imagine  we  saw  Hermeros  of 
Cydas  standing  between  Spendophorus  and  Telesphorus. 
Why  not  confess  yourself  an  old  man  ?  Be  content  to  seem 
what  you  really  are,  and  let  the  barber  shave  off  the  rest  of 
your  hair.  There  is  nothing  more  contemptible  than  a  bald 
man  who  pretends  to  have  hair. 

Your  thin-sown  hairs  on  any  side 

With  dextrous  care  you  cull ; 
And  rob  your  temples  of  their  pride. 

To  thatch  your  shining  scull. 

Repeird  by  ev'ry  puff  of  wind, 

They  take  their  former  stand. 
And  then  your  desert  poll  they  bind, 

With  locks  on  either  hand. 

So,  'twixt  two  tuzzy  youthful  pates. 

One  Hahnyrotes  sees. 
Throw  ridicule  no  more  such  baits : 

llie  bare  old-man  will  please. 

But  that  at  length  you  may  seem  one. 

The  shaver  quick  be  call'd ; 
And  let  him  o'er  the  remnant  run : 

Belock*d !  oh  shame !  and  bald !     Elphtmton. 


400  l|ABTIAli*8 

XdXXIY.      TQ  OJSBICIAinTB,  OK  AFBB,  THI  HUSBAFD   OV 

A2Sr   UGLY  WIFE. 

Do  70U  wonder,  Caddicianas,  why  Afer  does  not  retife  to 
rest  P    You  see  with  whom  he  has  to  share  his  couch. 

Dost  wonder  why  Afer  goes  kte  to  his  bed^ 
Ceedician  P  Just  see  what  a  wife  he  has  wed !     Anon, 

LXXXY.      OK  LADOK. 

Ladon,  a  boatman  on  the  Tiber,  bought  himself,  when 
grown  old,  a  bit  of  land  on  the  banks  of  his  beloved  stream. 
But  as  the  overflowing  Tiber  often  invaded  it  with  raging 
floods,  breaking  into  his  ploughed  fields,  converting  them  in 
winter  into  a  lake,  he  filled  his  worn-out  boat,  which  was 
dravm  up  on  the  beach,  with  stones,  making  it  a  barrier 
against  the  floods.  By  this  means  he  repeUed  the  inundation. 
Who  would  have  believed  itP  Au  una^^worthy  boat  was 
the  safe-guard  of  the  boatman, 

A  worn-out  sailor,  eharm'd  with  Deptford  strand* 

Close  to  the  river  bought  a  piece  of  land. 

The  winter  tides  prevailed  against  the  mound ; 

And  in  strong  torrents  overflowed  his  ground. 

His  cast-off  bark,  which  luckily  lay  near, 

He  fill'd  with  stones,  converted  to  a  pier, 

And  stopp'd  the  breach :  and,  who  would  have  believ*d  ? 

That  a  sunk  ship  a  tar's  afiairs  retriev*d.  JETo^. 

LXXXTI.      OK  LA.TJBTTS,   A  PLATEB  AT  BALL,   IK   HIS 

OLD   AOE. 

No  one  was  ever  so  inflamed  with  ardour  for  a  new  mistress, 
as  Laurus  with  love  for  the  game  of  ball.  But  he  who,  in  his 
prime,  was  the  best  of  players,  is  now,  after  having  ceased  to 
play,  the  best  of  balls.' 

With  a  new  love  was  never  stripling  fir'd 
Like  Laurus,  by  the  lust  of  ball  inspir'd. 
But  the  prime  player,  while  his  vigour  reign*d, 
Desisting  play,  the  primal  ball  remain'd.     JB^fkmstoru 

LXIXVII,      OK  THE   BIBTH-DAT    OP   BE8TITUTTTS,   THE 

ELOQUEKT  ABYOOATB. 

Let  Eome  gratefully  celebrate  the  first  of  October,  the 
natal  day  of  the  eloquent  Bestitutus.     Let  us  all  join  in 

1  See  B.  ii  Ep.  43. 


BOOK  X.]  XPI0KA3Cg.  401 

solemn  and  piou9  orisons  to  celebrate  ihj  anniyersarj.  A 
truce  to  litigation ;  let  wax  tapers,  cheap  tablets,  and  little 
table-napkins,  propitatorj  gifts  of  the  poor  client,  be  deferred 
until  the  satumaha  of  icy  December.  Let  rich  men  now  vie 
in  the  munificence  of  their  ofTeringa.  Let  the  swelling  mer- 
chant of  the  portico  of  Agrippa  bmig  cloaks  from  the  city  of 
Cadmus.  Let  him  who  has  been  charged  with  drunkenness 
and  midnight  brawling  present  a  dinner-robe  to  his  defender. 
Has  a  maiden  triumphed  over  the  slanderer  of  her  fair  fame, 
let  her,  with  her  own  hands,  bring  pure  sardonjzes.  Let  the 
antiquary  present  you  with  a  worK  irom  the  chisel  of  Phidias. 
Let  the  hunter  brmg  a  hare,  the  farmer  a  kid,  the  fisherman 
a  prey  from  the  waters.  If  eyery  one  sends  you  his  own  pe- 
culiar gifl,  what  do  you  think,  Bestitutus,  tliat  a  poet  ought 
to  send  you  P 

With  festal  rites,  let  pious  Rome, 
In  ffuise  the  antipode  of  gloom, 

October's  Calends  hail : 
With  solemn  yows,  and  sUent  awe, 
Approach  to  greet  the  man  of  law, 

And  softly  tread  the  yale. 

Quiescent  lie  judioial  firav ; 
The  orator  was  bom  to-day : 

Ye  yot'ries,  bring  no  trash. 
Let  tapers,  tablets,  toilets  fine, 
Their  lokes  to  jocund  days  consign. 

Ana  tempt  Decembers  lash. 

Let  all  the  heirs  of  thy  success, 
To  crown  the  hero  of  redress, 

In  grateful  tokens  yie. 
To  thee  the  swelling  son  of  trade 
Shall  bid  the  robes  be  all  display'd. 

That  boast  Cadmean  dye. 

Of  riot  and  assault  arraign'd, 
The  wight,  so  innocent  maintained, 

A  reyel-yest  may  render : 
The  youthful  and  the  injured  dame. 
Who  clear  evinced  her  lord  to  hlame^ 

True  sardonyx  will  tender. 

The  hoary  peer,  empower*d  by  thee 
To  carry  up  his  pedigree, 
Must  bum  to  pay  his  debt : 


492  ICASTXiLL^t 

The  mode  alone  he  studious  seekt. 
And  deeply  veraant  in  antiques, 
Presents  a  Phidian  set. 

The  jolly  hunter  brings  a  hare, 
The  honest  hind  a  kid  will  bear 

The  fisher  robs  the  sea : 
If  ev'ry  client  send  his  own, 
Who  know*st  so  much,  hast  thou  yet  known 

What  may  be  sent  by  me  ?  JBlpkautoti^ 

LXXXYIII.      TO    COTTA,   ▲  DISHOITEST   PEB80K. 

Yoa  are  eager  to  take  charge  of  all  the  prsetors'  bags, 
and  ready  to  carry  their  tablets.  You  really  are  a  very 
handy  man. 

To  bear  folks*  bags,  and  tablets,  is  your  plan : 

You  do  some  service — to  yourself,  good  man !     Anon. 

LXZXIX.      OK  ▲   STATTTB   OF  JUNO  BY  P0LYCLBTU8. 

This  Juno,  PolycletuB,  your  happy  workmanship  and 
masterpiece,  which  would  do  honour  to  the  hand  of  Phidias, 
displays  such  beauty,  that,  had  she  thus  appeared  on  Mount 
Ida,  the  judge  would  have  felt  no  hesitation  in  preferring 
her  to  the  other  goddesses.  If  Jupiter  had  not  loved  his 
sister  Juno,  he  might,  Polycletus,  have  fallen  in  love  with 
your  Juno. 

Thy  Juno,  Polyclet,  (most  matchless  piece !) 
May  well  contest  the  proudest  hand  of  Greece. 
Had  but  the  goddess  shone  with  such  a  grace 
In  Ida,  both  her  rivals  had  given  place. 
Though  his  own  Juno  Jove  did  neer  approve, 
Before  his  brightest  strumpets  thine  he^  love. 

Anon.  1695, 

XC.      TO   LIGEIA. 

Quid  vellis  vetulum,  Ligeia  cunnum  ? 
Quid  busti  cineres  tui  lacesais  P 
Tales  munditisB  decent  puellas. 
Nam  tu  jam  nee  anus  potes  videri. 
Istud,  crede  mihi,  Ligeia,  belle 
Non  mater  facit  Hectoris,  sed  uxor. 
Erras,  si  tibi  cunnus  hie  videtur. 
Ad  quem  mentula  pertinere  deaii. 


V 


BOOK  X.]  SPIOSAMB.  498 

Quare  si  pudor  est,  Ligella,  noli 
Barbiun  yellere  mortuo  leoni. 

Perche,  o  Ligella,  depili  tu  il  vecchio  tuo  c-no  ?  Perche  foment! 
tu  le  ceneri  del  tuo  scheletro  ?  Tali  forbitezze  '"^nvengono  alle 
flpovinotte;  imperocche  tu'gii  vecchia  non  puoi  assomigliar  loro. 
Credimi,  Ligella,  cid  non  siede  bene  alia  maare  di  Etore,  ma  bensi 
alia  moglie.  T'  inganni  si  questo  c-no  te  ne  pare;  al  qude  la 
mentola  ha  cessato  appartenere.  Per  la  qual  cosa,  se  hai  qnalche 
rossore,  o  Ligella,  non  voler  svellere  la  barba  al  morto  leone. 

OroffUa. 

XCI.      OK  ALMO. 

Almo  baa  none  but  eunuchs  abotlt  him,  and  is  himself 
impuissant ;  jet  he  complains  that  his  wife  Polla  produces 
him  nothing. 

You  keep  no  lacqueys,  nor  can  do  the  deed, 
Yet  grumble  that  your  lady  fails  to  breed. 

XOII.      TO  KASIUS,  TO  WHOSE   CABB   MABTIAL   OOMMIT8 

HIS   GBOUKDS. 

To  you,  Marius,  the  admirer  of  a  tranquil  life,  you  who 
shared  mine  with  me,  you  the  glory  of  the  ancient  town  of 
Atina,  I  commend  these  twin  pines,  the  pride  of  a  rustic 
^ove,  these  holm  oaks  sacred  to  the  Fauns,  and  these  altars 
dedicated  to  the  Thunderer  and  the  shaggy  Silvanus,  erected  by 
the  unpractised  hand  of  my  bailiff;  altars  which  the  blood  of 
a  lamb  or  a  kid  has  frequently  stained.  I  intrust  to  you  also 
the  virgin  goddess,  the  patroness  of  this  sacred  temple ;  him, 
too,  whom  you  see  the  guest  of  his  chaste  sister.  Mars,  my 
patron  saint ;  and  the  laurel  grove  of  the  tender  Flora,  into 
which  she  fled  for  refuge  from  the  pursuit  of  Priapus.  When- 
ever you  propitiate  these  kind  divinities  of  my  little  pro- 
perty, whether  with  blood  or  with  incense,  vou  will  remem- 
Der  to  say  to  them,  '^  Behold  the  right  hand  of  your  absent 
votary,  wherever  he  may  be,  unites  with  mine  in  offering 
this  sacrifice.  Imagine  him  present,  and  grant  to  both  what- 
soever  either  shall  pray  for. 

Of  the  sequestered  scene,  thou  social  friend, 
Atina's  boast !  I  to  thy  faith  commend 
These  twinling  pines,  the  glory  of  the  grove ; 
These  oakling  ommps,  where  Fauns  dehght  to  rove  s 
These  altars,  that  a  rustic  hand  has  rear'd, 
Or  to  the  Silvan  loVd^  or  Thund'rer  feai'd* 


494  HABTIAL*fl 

Which  lambkm*«  oft,  or  kidling's,  blood  ha^toil'df 
While  duty  chid  the  horror  that  recoil'd. 
Dear  delegate,  with  pious  awe  sustain 
The  yirgin-goddess  of  the  hallowed  fane ; 
And  him  the  modest  sister  joys  to  see, 
The  champion  of  my  Calends  and  of  me. 
Still  dress  the  laurel-ffrove,  that  Flora  knew, 
When  from  the  brutiu  ravisher  she  flew. 

Hail,  fi:uardian-group  of  my  beloved  spot! 
O  ne'er  forgetting,  ne*er  to  be  forspot ! 
Or  you,  in  arduous  task,  or  thankful  ease. 
Let  bloodshed  honour,  or  let  incense  please ; 
Where'er  yoor  Martial  be,  his  fhend  will  say, 
H«  ministers  with  me  your  rites  to-dav. 
Absent,  alas !  impute  him  still  at  hano. 
And  grant  to  botn  what  either  may  demand. 

XCIII.      TO  OLSMEKS,   OK   SEV^DIKGh  BOMS   UlTPUBLISHED 

]POXMS  TO   HIS  WIFE. 

If,  ClemenB,  you  see  the  Euganean  coast  of  Helicaon, 
and  the  fields  varied  with  vine-clad  hills,  before  me,  present 
to  your  wife  Sabina,  to  whom  Atesta  gave  birth,  these 
verses  not  yet  published,  but  just  stitched  up  in  a  purple 
cover.  As  a  rose  which  is  newly  plucked  delWhts  us,  so  « 
new  book,  not  yet  soiled  with  the  beards  of  reacters,  gives  us 
pleasure. 

Should'st  thou  see  sooner  Helicaon's  reign. 

Where  viny  ridg^  paint  the  pregnant  ^lin ; 

To  Sabine  Atestina  bear  with  awe 

Some  strains  empurpled  that  the  world  ne^er  saw. 

As  a  fair  rose  delights,  when  pluck'd  in  prime. 

So  virgin-stanzas  and  unsullied  rhyme.  E^iautom. 

XCIT.     WITH  A  PBESSKT    OE   EB1IIT. 

No  Libyan  dragon  guards  my  orchards,  no  royal  plantations 
of  Alcinous  serve  me ;  but  my  garden  flourishes  in  security 
with  Nomentan  trees,  and  my  common  fruits  do  not  tempt 
the  robber.  I  send  you  here,  therefore,  some  of  my  rosy  au- 
tumnal apples,  gathered  in  the  midst  of  the  Suburra. 

No  snake  of  Massylia  my  orchards  defends : 
No  soil  of  Alcinous  my  wishes  attends. 
Secure  my  Nomentan :  po  robbers  are  here. 
My  crabs  and  my  ooddlings  depend  without  fear. 


BOOK  X.]  XPiaBAMB.  4dS 

These  pippins,  in  genial  Subnta  that  grew, 

My  autumn's  best  produce,  have  mellow'd  for  you. 

ElpkifutoH, 
XOT.      TO   OALLA. 

Your  husbaad  and  your  gallant  alike  refuse,  G-alla,  to  ac- 
knowledge your  infant :  thus,  I  consider,  they  plainly  declare 
that  tiiey  have  done  nothing  to  render  you  a  mother. 

Thee  back  the  child  thy  lord  and  lover  sent : 

Both  daimless,  Galla,  to  thy  kind  intent.  Elphijuion. 

XCTI.      TO   ATITUS. 

YoH  are  astonished,  Avitus,  that  I,  who  have  gtown  old  in 
the  iiapital  of  Latium,  should  so  often  speak  of  countries  afar 
off;  that  I  should  thirst  for  the  gold-bearing  Tagus,  and  my 
nal^ve  Salo;  and  that  I  should  long  to  return  to  the  rude 
fields  around  my  well-furnished  cotti^e.  But  that  land  wins 
my  affection,  in  which  a  small  income  is  sufficient  for  happi- 
ness, and  a  slender  estate  affcnrds  even  luxuries.  Here  we 
must  nourish  our  fields :  there  the  fields  nourish  us.  Here 
the  hearth  is  warmed  by  a  half-starved  fire ;  there  it  bums 
with  unstinted  brilliancy.  Here  to  be  hungry  is  an  expensive 
gratification,  and  the  market  ruins  us ;  there  the  table  is  cov- 
ered with  the  riches  of  its  own  neighbourhood.  Here  four 
togas  or  more  are  worn  out  in  a  summer;  there  one  suffices 
for  four  autumns.  G^o  then  and  pay  your  court  to  patrons, 
while  a  spot  exists  which  offers  you  everything  that  a  pro- 
tector tmses  you. 

Me,  who  have  livecl  so  long  among  the  great. 
You  wonder  to  hear  talk  of  a  retreat. 
And  a  retreat  so  distant  as  may  show 
No  thoughts  of  a  return  when  onee  I  go. 
Give  me  a  country,  how  remote  soe'er. 
Where  happiness  a  moderate  rate  doth  bear ; 
Where  poverty  itself  in  plenty  flows. 
And  all  the  solid  use  of  riches  knows. 
The  ground  about  the  house  maintains  it  there; 
The  house  maintains  the  ground  about  it  here. 
Here  even  hunger's  dear,  and  a  full  board 
Devours  the  vital  substance  of  die  lord. 
The  land  itself  does  there  the  feast  bestow. 
The  land  itself  must  here  to  market  go. 
Three  or  four  suits  one  winter  here  does  waste ; 
One  suit  does  there  three  or  four  whitars  last. 


19Q  KASTIiX'S 

Here  every  frugal  man  must  oft  be  cold. 

And  little  luke-warm  fires  to  you  sold : 

There  fire*s  an  element  as  cheap  and  free 

Almost  as  any  other  of  the  three. 

8tay  you  then  here,  and  live  among  the  great. 

Attend  their  sports,  and  at  their  table  eat ; 

When  all  the  bounties  here  of  men  you  score, 

The  place's  bounty  there  will  give  you  more,    (hvieg^. 

XCril.      OK  KTJMA. 

Wbile  the  lightly-piled  funeral  pyre  was  being  supplied 
with  paper  to  kindle  it ;  while  the  desolate  wife  was  buying 
myrrh  and  lavender ;  when  the  grave,  the  bier,  the  corpse- 
anointer,  were  aU  ready,  Numa  made  me  his  heir,  and  forth- 
with  recovered. 

While  they  the  funeral  charge  prepare 

Which  in  the  paper  piles  placed  are, 

And  Numa's  weeping  wife  now  buys 

Sweet  perfumes  for  ms  obsequies, 

His  grave  and  bier  beinff  ready  inadey 

And  one  to  wash  his  body  dead. 

And  me  left  heir  by  his  own  pen, 

Pox  on  him !  he  grew  well  again.  Iteieker. 

XCVIII.      TO   PlTBLIXrS. 

Wben  my  Cadcuban  wine  is  poured  out  for  me  by  an 
attendant  of  yours,  more  delicate  than  the  Ids^n  Gkmymede, 
than  whom  neither  your  daughter,  nor  your  wife,  nor  your 
mother,  nor  your  sister,  recline  more  elegantly  attired  at  table, 
would  you  nave  me  rather  look  at  your  dress,  and  your  old 
citron-wood  furniture,  and  your  Indian  ivories  ?  However 
that  I  may  not,  while  your  guest,  incur  your  suspicions, 
let  me  be  served  by  the  son  of  some  rank  swineherd,  or  coarse 
fellow  from  a  mean  village,  with  bristling  hair,  rough,  rude, 
and  ill-grown.  Your  pretended  modesty  will  betray  you ; 
you  cannot  have  at  the  same  time,  Publius,  such  morals  as 
you  wish  us  to  suppose,  and  such  beautiful  minions. 

When  a  looser  lad,  forsooth. 

Than  was  e'er  th*  Idean  youth. 

Ministers  Cecubian  juice ; 

fhan  thy  daughter's  self  more  spruce^ 

Than  thy  mate,  or  mother  fine, 

Qr  thy  sister  can  recline : 


SOOC  X.]  XPieRAHB.  497 

Must  I  more  thy  trappings  twang, 

Citron  old,  or  Indian  fang  ? 

Yet,  offenceless  that  I  lean, 

That  I  thee,  like  me,  serene ; 

From  the  herd,  or  sordid  cot. 

Let  the  homely  train  be  got ; 

Crept  and  bristling,  rude,  and  small ; 

Kan&est  swinehera*8  children  all. 

Thus,  my  friend,  beware  undoing : 

Blushes  may  bewray  thy  ruin. 

But  thou  canst  not  those  I  see, 

Publius,  keep,  and  blushing  be.  Elp/dnston. 

XOIX.   OK  ▲  POBTBAIT  07  SOCBATES. 

If  these  lineaments  of  Socrates  could  be  supposed  to  re* 
present  a  Eoman,  it  would  be  Julius  Eufus  among  tho 
Satyrs  (?  Satirists). 

This  Socrates,  had  he  a  Roman  been, 

Were  Julius  Rufus,  'mid  the  Satyrs,  seen.  Elphituton, 

C.      TO   ▲  PLAGIABIST. 

Why,  simpleton,  do  jrou  mix  your  verses  with  mine  ?  "What 
have  you  to  do,  foolish  man,  with  writings  that  convict 
you  of  theft  ?  Why  do  you  attempt  to  associate  foxes  with 
lions,  and  make  owls  pass  for  eagles  ?  Though  you  had  one 
of  Ladas's  legs,  you  would  not  be  able,  blockhead,  to  run 
with  the  other  leg  of  wood. 

Fool  that  you  are  to  mix  your  verse  with  mine ; 

Of  theft  indicted  by  each  other  line. 

To  herd  with  lions  will  the  fox  delight? 

Eagles  resemblance  bear  to  birds  ofnight  ? 

Can  you  expect  to  run  with  one  leg  good, 

When  you  another  have,  which  is  of  wood  ?      Say 

CI.     OK  CAPITOLllfUS. 

If  it  were  possible  for  Gkbba,  who  owed  so  much  to  the 
patronage  of  Augustus,  to  return  to  earth  from  the  Elysian 
plains,  he  who  should  hear  Capitolinus  and  Gfabba  aigage  in 
a  combat  of  wit,  would  say,  ''Dull  Gabba,  be  silent." 

Could  witty  Rochester  return  again 
With  jokes  his  merry  prince  to  entertain ; 
And  he  and  you  could  with  the  monarch  sit; 
He'd  nlenoe  Rochester  for  want  of  wit.  Hay, 

2  K 


498  MABTLlL'fl 

on,      TO   ATITUS. 

YoM  ask  me,  Avitus,  how  Philenus  became  a  father,  he 
who  never  did  anything  to  gain  the  name  ?  Gaditanus  can 
tell  you,  he  who,  without  writing  anything,  claime  to  be  a 
poet. 

Hee  Venus  sports  did  never  try. 

Yett  is  a  father.  You'd  know  wny. 

Ask  Gaditane,  that  never  writt, 

And  is  a  poet  caUed  yett.         Old  MS.  IQth  C^iU, 

How  Joseph's  self  a  father  may  be  made 

And  long  sterility  a  child  produce, 
Let  Glynn  declare,  who  got  oy  Robert's  aid 

A  tmiving  babe  upon  a  barren  muse. 

OIII.      TO   HIS   TELLOW  TOWNSMEN^  OF  BILBILIS. 

Fellow  townsmen,  born  upon  the  steep  slope  of  Augustan 
Bilbilis,  which  Salo  encompasses  with  its  rapid  waters,  does 
the  poetical  glory  of  your  bard  afford  you  any  pleasure  ?  Por 
my  honour,  and  renown,  and  fame,  are  yours;  nor  does 
Verona,  who  would  willingly  number  me  among  her  sons, 
owe  more  to  her  tender  Catullus.  It  is  now  thirty-four 
years  that  you  have  presented  your  rural  offerings' to  Ceres 
without  me;  meanwhile  I  have  been  dwelling  within  the 
beautiful  walls  of  imperial  Some,  and  the  Itafian  clime  has 
changed  the  colour  of  my  hair.  If  you  will  receive  me 
cordially,  I  come  to  join  you ;  if  your  hearts  are  frigid,  I  shall 
quickly  leave  you. 

My  friends,  who  round  Mount  Cabum  do  abide, 

Drink  Lewes'  stream,  or  o'er  her  carpet  ride ; 

Are  you  not  anxious  for  your  poet's  fame  P 

His  honours  yours,  and  yours  his  deathless  name. 

Much  Twick*nam  owes  to  Pope :  now  he  is  gone, 

May  you  not  wish  some  poet  for  your  own  P 

You  without  me,  now  thirtyyears  at  least, 

In  social  mirth  enjoy  your  Christmas  feast. 

While  in  this  fair  metropolis  we  stay, 

Our  hairs,  alas !  (as  soon  you'll  see),  are  grey. 

If  well  receiv'd,  with  you  will  we  remain : 

If  not,  a  chaise  conveys  us  back  again.  Say. 

'  The  Day  of  Judgement,  a  Seatonian  prize  poem  (1757),  written  by 
Roberts,  was  fathered  by  Glymi  of  King's  College,  Cambridge,  because  Uie 
real  author  was  too  old  to  be  a  candidate ;  in  order  to  extort  from  Baky 
(a  third  kingsman,  and  one  of  the  best  modem  Latinists)  his  revenue,  as  he 
uded  facetiously  to  term  this  prise. 


POOK   X.]  EPieRAMS.  489 

GIT.      TO   HIS   BOOK,   PBESENTEB   TO  ELAC0U8   ON  HIti 

DEPABTTIBE   FOB   SPAIN. 

Goy  my  little  book,  go ;  accompany  my  Flaccus  across  the 
wide^  but  propitious,  waters  of  the  deep,  and  with  unob- 
structed course,  and  favouring  winds,  reach  the  towers  of 
IXispanian  Tarragona.    Thence  a  chariot  will  take  you,  and, 
carried  swiftly  along,  you  will  see  the  lofty  Bilbilis,  and 
your  dear  Salo,  after  the  fifth  change  of  carriages.     Do  you 
ask  what  are  my  commissions  for  you  ?     That,  the  moment 
you  arrive,  you  offer  my  respects  to  a  few  but  old  friends, 
iTvbom  I  have  not  seen  for  four  and  thirty  years,  and  that 
you  then  request  my  friend  Elaccus  to  procure  me  a  retreat, 
pleasant  and  commodious,  at  a  moderate  price ;  a  retreat  in 
which  your  author  may  enjoy  his  ease.    Tnat  is  all ;  now  the 
master  of  the  vessel  is  bawling  loudly,  and  chiding  your  de- 
lay, and  a  fair  wind  favours  the  way  out  of  the  harbour.   Fare- 
well, my  book.    A  single  passenger,  as  I  suppose  you  know, 
must  not  keep  a  vessel  waiting. 

Go,  little  book,  my  kind  companion,  go : 
O'er  gentle  waves  may  winds  propitious  blow. 
Having  made  all  thine  own,  the  heavenly  powers ; 
Explore  the  friendly  Tarraconian  tow'rs. 
Thence  mount  thy  car,  and  joyous  skim  the  land^ 
Where  fond  Hispania  waves  her  hailing  hand. 
The  fifth  blest  stage  may  haply  ffive  to  ring 
My  lofty  BUbilis,  and  bid  thy  SSo  sing. 
Thou  askest  my  commands  ?   Make  no  delay. 
Nor  seek  a  respite  from  the  wearv  way, 
Till  thou  salute  my  ancient  frienos — how  few ! 
Whom,  twice  seventeen  lonff  winters  since,  I  knew. 
Instant  our  best  beloved  Fhtccus  tell 
To  trace  me  out  a  sweet  sequestered  cell, 
Benign  of  aspect,  of  salubrious  breeze, 
Where  thy  worn  parent  may  retire  to  ease. 
Hark !  how  the  master  calls  to  spread  the  sail, 
Chastens  delay,  and  gratulates  the  sale 
That  opes  the  port  farewell,  my  filial  lay : 
One  passenger,  thou  knoVst,  will  ne'er  the  vessel  stay. 

ElphifutoH* 


2  R  2 


500  UAXCLLL'S 


BOOK  XI. 


I.    TO  HiB  boos:. 

Whither,  mj  book,  whither  are  you  ^oing  so  much  at 
your  ease,  clad  in  a  holiday  dress  of  nne  linen  P  Is  it  to  see 
Parthenius  P^  certainly.  Go,  then,  and  return  unopened ;  for 
he  does  not  read  books,  but  only  memorials ;  nor  has  he  time 
for  the  muses,  or  he  would  have  time  for  his  own.  Or  do  you 
esteem  yourself  sufficiently  happy,  if  you  fall  into  hands  of 
less  note  P  In  that  case,  repair  to  the  neighbouring  portico 
of  Bomulus ;  that  of  Pompeius  does  not  contain  a  more  idle 
crowd,  nor  does  that  of  Agenor's  daughter,^  or  that  of  the 
inconstant  captain  '  of  the  first  ship.  Two  or  three  may  be 
found  there  who  will  shake  out  the  worms  that  infest  my 
trifles ;  but  they  will  do  so  only  when  they  are  tired  of  the 
betting  and  gossip  about  Scorpus  and  Incitatus.^ 

Whither,  ah !  whither,  idle  muse, 

Stray  you  from  Dodsley's  shop  so  spiuoe  ? 

To  minister  of  high  condition. 

Less  used  to  poem  than  petition  ? 

Ry  him  received,  you  may  lie  still, 

With  that  or  with  a  tradesman's  bilL 

Or  if  to  verse  he  should  incline  ; 

More  to  his  own,  perhaps,  than  mine. 

Are  you  content  to  lie  on  stall, 

A  common  prostitute  to  all  ? 

Go,  then,  and  catch  some  loitering  beau, 

Whilst  he  is  walking  to  and  fro ; 

Who  in  the  playhouses  delights. 

Or  Tom's,  or  Cocoartree,  or  White's. 

How  few  will  take  from  mice  their  due  I 

Nor  will  your  follies  by  those  few 

Be  told ;  but  when  their  stories  flag 

Of  some  new  bet  or  running  nag.  iXqf. 

U.      TO   HIS   BEADEBS. 

Ye  stem  brows  and    severe  looks  of  rigid  Catoe,  ye 
daughters  of  rustic  Fabricii,  ye  mock- modest,  ye  oensore  of 

^  See  B.  T.  Ep.  6,  and  B.  It.  Ep.  45.       *  Earopa.  See  B.  iL  £p.  14. 
'  Jason.  «  Gharioteen. 


BOOK  XI.]  SFIGSAKS.  501 

morals,  aye,  and  all  ye  proprieties  opposed  to  thejovB  ot 
darkness,  flee  hence !    Hark !  my  verses  exclaim,  "  ifail,  Sa 
tumalia !    we  are  at  liberty,  and,  under  thy  rule,  Nerva,  re 
Joice.    Fastidious  readers  may  con  over  the  rugged  verses  of 
Santra.^  We  have  nothing  in  common ;  the  book  before  you 
is  mine. 

Sad  looks,  and  rigid  Gato's  stricter  bro-w, 
And  coarse  Fabricius' daughter  from  the  plough, 
Disffuised  pride,  manners  by  rule  put'  on, 
And  whflTt  we  are  not  in  the  dark,  oegone. 

My  verses  lo  Saturnalia  cry, 

And,  Nerva,  under  thee  'tis  liberty.  Fletcher, 

III.    OK  HIS  owTS  WBiTmres. 

It  is  not  the  idle  people  of  the  city  only  that  delight  in  my 
Muse,  nor  is  it  alone  to  listless  ears  that  these  verses  are 
addressed,  but  my  book  is  thumbed  amid  Cl-etic  frosts,  near 
martial  standards,  by  the  stem  centurion ;  and  even  Britain 
is  said  to  sing  my  verses.  Yet  of  what  advantage  is  it  to  me  ? 
My  purse  benefits  nought  by  my  reputation.  What  immortal 

Eages  could  I  not  have  written  and  what  wars  could  I  not 
ave  sung  to  the  Pierian  trumpet,  if,  when  the  kind  deities 
gave  a  second  Augustus^  to  the  earth,  they  had  likewise 
given  to  thee,  O  Bome,  a  second  MsBcenas. 

^Tis  not  the  ci^  only  doth  approve 

My  muse,  or  idle  eares  my  verses  love. 

The  rouffh  centurion,  where  cold  frosts  orespread 

The  Scytnian  fields,  in  war  my  bookes  doth  read. 

My  lines  are  sung  in  Brittaine  far  remote ;    • 

But  yet  my  empty  purse  perceives  it  not. 

What  deathless  numbers  from  my  pen  would  flow  ? 

What  wars  would  my  Pierian  Trumpet  blow  ? 

If,  as  Augustus  now  againe  doth  live, 

So  Bome  to  me  woula  a  Mecsnas  give.  May, 

IT.    nrvooATioir  to  the  gods  nr  patotjb  br  tbajak. 

Te  sacred  altars,  and  Phrygian  Lares,  whom  the  Tro- 
jan hero  preferred  to  snatch  from  the  flames,rather  than  pos- 
sess the  wealth  of  Laomedon ;  thou,  O  Jupiter,  now  first  re- 
presented in  imperishable  gold ;  thou,  his  sister,  and  thou, 

*  A  Roman  grammarian  of  whom  nothing  remaios. 
'  The  emperor  Nerra. 


502  1LLBTIAL*S 

his  daughter,  the  oflfisprmg  solely  of  the  supreme  Father ; 
thou,  too,  Janus,  wHo  now  repeatest  the  name  of  Nerva  for 
the  third  time  in  the  purple  xasti,  I  offer  to  you  this  prajer 
with  pious  lips :  **  Preserve,  all  of  you,  this  our  emperor ; 
preserve  the  senate ;  and  may  the  senators  exhibit  in  their 
lives  the  morals  of  their  prince,  the  prince  his  own." 

The  Phrygian  gods  and  sacred  rites  to  save, 

Up  to  the  flames  the  Trojan  hero  gave 

IroVs  wealth ;  Jove,  Juno,  whom  we  now  behold. 

With  PaUas,  first  engraved  in  purest  gold,* 

And  Janus,  who  records  the  happy  day 

Of  Nuroa's  reign.    To  all  I  pious  pray, 

The  senate  may  be  safe,  the  prince  s  throne, 

By  his  example  all  may  live,  he  by  his  own.     Anon,  1695. 

T.      TO   TBA.JAW. 

You  have  as  much  reverence  for  justice  and  equity,  Ciesar, 
as  Numa  had ;  but  Numa  was  poor.  It  is  an  arduous  task 
to  preserve  morality  from  the  corruption  of  riches,  and  to  be 
a  Numa  after  surpassing  so  many  CrcDSuses.  If  the  great 
names  of  old,  our  ancient  progenitors,  were  to  return  to  life, 
and  liberty  were  granted  them  to  leave  the  Elysian  groves^ 
nnconquered  Camillus  would  worship  you  as  Liberty  her- 
self; Fabricius  would  consent  to  receive  money  if  you 
were  to  offer  it ;  Brutus  would  rejoice  in  having  you  for  his 
emperor;  to  you  the  blood-thirsty  Sylla  would  offer  his 
power  when  about  to  resign  it ;  Pompey,  in  concord  with 
Cffisar,  as  a  private  citizen,  would  love  you ;  Grassus  would 
bestow  upon  you  all  his  wealth  ;  and  even  Cato  himself  were 
he  recalled  from  the  infernal  shades  of  Pluto,  and  restored 
to  the  earth,  would  join  the  party  of  CsBsar. 

Thy  love  of  right  and  justice,  Ccesar,  's  more 
Than  Numa's  was,  and  Numa  yet  was  poor.  | 
'Tis  rare,  when  riches  cannot  taint  the  mind. 
In  Crcesus'  wealth,  a  Numa*B  soul  to  find. 
If  our  old  Romans  of  renowned  name 
fDispensed  with  in  Elisium)  hither  came, 
Camillus,  thee  t*  obey,  would  think  it  free ; 
Fabricius  would  take  gold,  if  giv'n  by  thee ; 
In  such  a  king  Brutus  would  take  delight ; 
Sylla,  to  thee  resign  th'  imperial  right ; 
CSdEisar  and  Pompey  private  men  would  live ; 
And  Crassus  his  loved  treasure  to  thee  give  | 


HOOK  XI.]  EPIOBAM8.  503 

Cato  himself,  if  Fates  would  set  him  free, 

Return'd  to  earth,  would  a  Cffisarean  be.  Anon,  1695. 

VI.      TO   BOME,   ON  THE   SATTTBITALIA. 

In  these  festive  days  of  the  scythe-bearing  old  man,  when 
the  dice-box  rules  supreme,  you  will  permit  me,  I  feel  as- 
sured, cap-clad  Eome,^  to  sport  in  unlaboured  verse.  You 
smile:  I  may  do  so  then,  and  am  not  forbidden.  Depart, 
pale  cares,  far  away  from  hence ;  let  us  say  whatever  comes 
uppermost  without  disagreeable  reflection.  Mix  cup  after 
cup,  my  attendants,  such  as  Pythagoras^  used  to  give  to 
Nero;  mix,  Dindymus,  mix  stUl  faster.  I  can  do  nothing 
without  wine ;  but,  while  I  am  drinking,  the  power  of  fifteen 
poets  will  show  itself  in  me.  Now  give  me  kisses,  such  as 
Catullus  would  have  loved ;  and  if  I  receive  as  many  as  he 
describes,  I  will  give  you  the  'Sparrow'^  of  CatuUus. 

In  scythe-crown'd  Saturn's  feasts,  wherein 

The  box  of  dice  doth  reign  as  kin^, 

All-cover'd  Rome,  thou  dost  permit 

Me  now  to  sport  my  fluent  wit. 

So  I  suppose,  for  thou  did'st  smile, 

Thence  we  are  not  forbid  the  while. 

Ye  pallid  cares,  far  hence  begone, 

I*U  speak  whatever  I  think  upon. 

Sans  any  studied  delay ; 

So  fill  me  out  three  cups,  my  boy. 

Such  as  Pithagoras  did  ^ive 

To  Nero  when  he  here  did  live ; 

But,  Dindymus,  fill  faster  too. 

For  sober  I  can  nothing  do. 

When  I  am  drunk  up  to  the  heieht 

Full  fifteen  poets  seize  me  straignt. 

Now  give  me  kisses,  such  as  were 

Catullus  his,  and  if  they  are 

So  numerous  as  his  are  said  to  be, 

I  will  Catullus'  sparrow  give  to  thee.        Fletcher, 

VII.      TO    PAULA. 

You  will  certainly,  Paula,  no  longer  say  to  your  stupid 
husband,  whenever  you  wish  to  run  after  some  distant 
gallant,  "Caesar  has  ordered  me  to  come  in  the  morning 

1  The  slaves  wore  caps  at  the  Saturnalia ;  at  other  times  their  heads 
were  bare. 
*  A  favourite  of  Nero.  '  His  most  famous  poem. 


504  kabtial'b 

to  his  Alban  Tilla;  Gsesar  Has  sent  for  me  to  CiroeiL** 
Such  stratagems  are  now  stale.  With  Nerra  as  emperor, 
you  ought  to  be  a  Penelope ;  but  jour  licentiousness 
and  force  of  habit  prevent  it.  Unhappy  woman!  what 
will  you  do?  will  you  pretend  that  one  of  your  female 
friends  is  ill  P  Your  husband  will  attach  himself  as  escort 
to  his  lady.  He  will  go  with  you  to  your  brother,  and 
your  mother,  and  your  father.  What  tricks  will  your  in- 
genuity then  devise  ?  Another  adultress  might  say,  perhaps, 
that  she  is  hysterical,  and  wishes  to  take  a  sitting-bath  in 
the  Sinuessan  lake.  How  much  better  will  it  be,  Paula, 
whenever  you  wish  to  go  and  take  your  pleasure,  to  tell  jour 
husband  the  truth. 

Yin.    OK  THE  S38SES   OF   HIS  TAYOUBITE. 

The  fragrance  of  balsam  extracted  from  aromatic  trees ; 
the  ripe  odour  yielded  by  the  teeming  saffron;  the  per- 
fume of  fruits  mellowing  in  their  winter  repository;  or 
of  the  flowery  meadows  in  the  vernal  season ;  or  of  silken 
robes  of  the  Empress  from  her  Palatine  wardrobes;  of 
amber  warmed  by  the  hand  of  a  maiden ;  of  a  jar  of 
dark  Falernian  wine,  broken  and  scented  from  a  distance ;  ^ 
of  a  garden  that  attracts  the  Sicilian  bees ;  of  the  alabaster 
jars  of  Cosmus,  and  the  altars  of  the  gods ;  of  the  chaplet 
just  fallen  from  the  brow  of  the  luxurious; — but  why 
should  I  mention  all  these  things  singly  P  not  one  of  them 
is  enough  by  itself;  mix  all  together,  and  you  have  the 
perfume  of  the  morning  kisses  of  my  favourite.  Do  you 
want  to  know  the  name  ?  I  will  only  tell  you  of  the  kisses. 
You  swear  to  be  secret.  You  want  to  know  too  much, 
Sabinus. 

Like  balsams  chaPd  by  some  exotick  fayre : 

Or  from  a  saffi*on  field  fresh  eliding  ayre  : 

In  winter  chests  like  apples  npening, 

Or  grounds  o'erspreud  with  budding  trees  in  spring : 

Like  silken  robes  in  royal  presses :  and 

Gumms  suppled  by  a  virgin's  soft  white  hand : 

As  broken  jars  of  Faleme  wines  do  smell 

Far  o£f :  or  flowery  gardens  where  bees  dwell : 

Perfumers  potts,  biunt  incense  to)t  in  the  ayre: 

Chaplets  new  falPn  from  rich  perfumed  hayre ; 

^  Such  fragrance  being  more  grateful  from  a  distanoa 


BOOK  XI.]  EPIQBA1£8.  505 

What  more  ?    All's  not  enough  :  mix  all  t^  express 
My  dear  girl's  morning  kisses  sweetnesses. 
You'ld  know  her  name  ?  TU  nought  hut  kisses  tell : 
I  douht,  I  swear,  you'ld  know  her  fain  too  well. 

Old  MS.  mh  CerUury. 

IX.     OK  A  POETEAIT   OP   MSMOB,  A  TEAGIO   POET. 

Memor,  distinguished  by  the  chaplet  of  Jove's  oak,  the 
^lory  of  the  Eoman  stage,  breathes  here,  restored  by  the 
pencil  of  Apelles. 

X.      OS  TUENUS. 

TumuB  has  consecrated  his  vast  genius  to  satire.  Why 
did  he  not  devote  it  in  the  manner  of  Memor  ?  He  was  his 
brother.^ 

XI.      TO   HIS    BLATB. 

Away,  boy,  with  these  goblets,  and  these  embossed  vases 
of  the  tepid  Nile,  and  give  me,  with  steady  hand,  cups  fami- 
liar to  the  lips  of  our  sires,  and  pure  from  the  touch  of  a 
virtuous  attendant.  Bestore  to  our  table  its  pristine  hon- 
our. It  becomes  you,  Sardanapalus,  to  drink  out  of  jewelled 
cups,  you  who  would  convert  a  master-piece  of  Mentor  into 
a  convenience  for  your  mistress. 

XII.      OK   ZOILUB. 

Though  the  rights  of  a  father  of  even  seven  children  be 
given  you,  Zoilus,  no  one  can  give  you  a  mother,  or  a 
father. 

XIII.      EPITAPH    OK   PAEIS   THE  ACTOE. 

Whoever  thou  art,  traveller,  that  treadest  the  Elaminian 
way,  pass  not  unheeded  this  noble  tomb.  The  delight  of  the 
city,  the  wit  of  the  Nile,*  the  art  and  grace,  the  sportive- 
ness  and  joy,  the  glory  and  grief  of  the  Koman  theatre,  and 
all  its  Yenuses  and  Cupids,  lie  buried  in  this  tomb,  with 

Paris. 

Thou  that  beatest  the  Flaminian  Way, 

Pass  not  this  noble  tomb,  but  stay : 

Here  Rome's  delight,  and  Nile's  salt  treasure, 

Art,  graces,  sport,  and  sweetest  pleasure. 

The  grief  and  glory  of  the  stage, 

And  all  the  Cupids  of  the  age, 

>  He  did  not  wish  to  rival  Memor.  Tunias  is  mentioned  in  B.  vii.  Ep.  95. 

'  Paris  was  bom  in  £gyj>U 


606  ILiBTIAL'S 


And  all  the  Venuses,  lie  here, 

Interred  in  Paris*  sepulchre.  Fletcher. 

XIV.      ON  ▲   HUBBANDM^y,   A  DWARF. 

i  O  ye  heirs,  bury  not  the  dwarf  husbandmim,  for  the  least 

quantity  of  earth  will  lie  heavy  on  him. 

IT.      OK   HIS  BOOK. 

There  are  some  of  my  writings  which  maj  be  read  by  th« 
wife  of  a  Cato,  and  the  most  austere  of  Sabine  women.  But 
I  wish  the  present  little  book  to  laugh  from  one  end  to  the 
other,  and  to  be  more  free  in  its  language  than  any  of  my 
books ;  to  be  redolent  of  wine,  and  not  ashamed  of  being 
greased  with  the  rich  unguents  of  Cosmus ;  a  book  to  make 
sport  for  boys,  and  to  mi^e  love  to  ^rls ;  and  to  speak,  with- 
out disguise,  of  that  by  respectmg  which  men  are  ge- 
nerated, the  parent  indeed  of  all;  which  the  pious  Numa 
used  to  call  by  its  simple  name.  Bemember,  however,  Apol- 
linaris,  that  these  verses  are  for  the  Saturnab'a,  and  not  to  be 
taken  as  a  picture  of  my  morals. 

I  haye  such  papers  that  grim  Gate's  wife 

May  read,  and  strictest  Sabines  in  their  life. 

I  wiU  this  book  should  laugh  throughout  and  jest. 

And  be  more  wicked  than  are  all  the  rest, 

And  sweat  with  wine,  and  with  rich  unguents  flow. 

And  sport  with  boys,  and  with  the  wenches  too ; 

Nor  by  periphrasis  describe  that  thinff,  ^ 

That  common  parent  whence  we  all  do  spring ; 

Which  sacred  l^uma  once  by 't  *s  name  cud  <^. 

Yet  still  suppose  these  verses  satumal. 

O  my  Apolhuaris,  this  my  book 

Has  no  dissembled  manners,  no  feign'dlook.   Fletcker* 

XVI.      TO    HIS   BXADEBS. 

Header,  if  you  are  exceedingly  staid,  you  may  shut  up  my 
book  whenever  you  please ;  I  write  now  for  the  idlers  of  the 
city ;  my  verses  are  devoted  to  the  god  of  Lampaaens,  and 
my  hand  shakes  the  castanet,  as  briskly  as  a  oancing-girl 
of  Cadiz.  Oh !  how  often  will  you  feel  your  desires  aroused, 
even  though  you  were  more  frigid  than  Curius  and  Fabricius. 
Thou  too,  young  damsel,  wilt  read  the  gay  and  sportive 
sallies  of  my  book  not  without  emotion,  oven  though  thou 
shouldst  be  a  native  of  Patavium.  Lucretia  blushes,  and  lavs 


BOOK  XI.]  XPiaHAMS.  507 

m7  book  aside ;  but  Brutus  is  present.     Let  Brutus  retire, 
and  she  will  read. 

mi.      TO   SABIKUS. 

It  is  not  every  page  in  mj  book  that  is  intended  to  be 
read  at  night ;  you  will  find  something  also,  Sabinus,  to  read 
in  the  morning. 

Not  all  my  verse  for  Niffht*B  loose  hours  are  writ, 
Many  youll  find  the  sober  morning  fit.        Anon,  1695. 

XVIII.      TO   LUPTTS. 

You  have  given  me,  Lupus,  an  estate  in  the  suburbs,  but 
1  have  a  larger  estate  on  my  window-sill.  Can  you  say  that 
this  is  an  estate, — can  you  call  this,  I  say,  an  estieite,  where  a 
sprig  of  rue  makes  a  grove  for  Diana ;  which  the  wing  of  the 
cnirping  grasshopper  is  sufficient  to  cover;  which  an  ant 
could  lay  waste  in  a  single  day ;  for  which  the  leaf  of  a  rose- 
bud would  serve  as  a  canopy;  in  which  herbage  is  not 
more  easily  found  than  Cosmus*s  perfumes,^  or  green  pepper : 
in  which  a  cucumber  cannot  lie  straight,  or  a  snake  uncoil 
itself.  As  a  garden,  it  would  scarcely  feed  a  single  cater- 
pillar ;  a  gnat  would  eat  up  its  willow  bed  and  starve ;  a  mole 
would  serve  for  digger  and  ploughman.  The  mushroom  can- 
not expand  in  it,  the  fig  cannot  bloom,  the  violet  cannot  open. 
A  mouse  would  destroy  the  whole  territory,  and  is  as  much 
an  object  of  terror  as  the  Calydonian  boar.  My  crop  is  car- 
ried off  by  the  claws  of  a  flying  Progne,  and  deposited  in  a 
swallow's  nest ;  and  there  is  not  room  even  for  the  half  of 
a  Priapus,  though  he  be  without  his  scythe  and  sceptre. 
The  harvest,  when  gathered  in,  scarcely  fills  a  snail-soell ; 
and  the  wine  may  be  stored  up  in  a  nut-shell  stopped  with 
resin.  You  have  made  a  mistake,  Lupus,  though  only  in  one 
letter ;  instead  of  giving  me  &praedium,  I  would  rather  you  had 
given  me  a  pranaium,^ 

Lupus,  a  farm  near  town  you  gave  to  me ; 
A  uirger  plot  I  in  my  window  see ; 
Such  scrap  of  earth  a  farm  'twere  hard  to  prove) 
When  one  small  rue-plant  makes  Diana's  grove. 

I  CotnU  foUwn.    Some  editors  read  costi  folium,  "  leaf  of  spikenard.** 
Spikenard  does  not  grow  in  Italy . 
>  Pr<MfttMn,*'ai)mn''or'*esUte;''pnindiiiiii,<<adinnor.'' 


1 


508  kabtial's 

This,  which  a  locust* s  wing  might  overlay ! 
Whose  crops  would  feed  an  ant  one  single  day ! 
This,  which  a  folded  rose-leaf  miffht  have  crown'a. 
Where  not  a  herb  can  any  more  oe  found 
Than  eastern  scents  or  fragrant  spices  rare, 
To  please  the  palate  or  perfume  tne  hair ; 
Where  e'en  a  cucumber  must  crooked  lie  ; 
A  snake  to  coil  its  tail  would  vainly  try. 
Such  garden  scarce  one  caterpillar  feeds ; 
The  wiUow-bed  no  second  insect  breeds  ; 
The  mole  alone  my  farm  does  plough  and  dig  | 
No  mushroom  here  can  gape ;  no  early  fig, 
Nor  smiling  violet,  here  has  room  to  grow ; 
The  devastated  land  a  mouse  lays  low, 
More  dreaded  by  the  owner  than  of  yore 
Was  that  huge  beast  the  Calydonian  boar. 
Aloft  my  crops  are  carried  in  the  straw, 
Caught  by  the  flying  swallow's  slender  daw. 
Priapus  here  can  scarce  find  room  to  stand, 
Though  half  his  size,  and  reft  of  wooden  brand. 
One  snail-shell  holds  our  yearly  grain,  and  more; 
In  one  pitched  nut-shell  all  the  wme  we  store. 
Lupus,  your  kindness  by  one  letter  err'd ; 
To  call  such  gift  a^rour  was  absurd : 
Take  back  your  farm ;  more  grateful  for  to  me 
The  savour  that  your  kitchen  yields,  would  be. 

English  Journal  of  Education,  Jan.  1856. 

XIX.      TO    GALLA.. 

Do  you  ask,  Gkdla,  why  I  am  unwilling  to  marry  yon  f 
You  are  a  prude ;  and  my  passions  frequently  commit  sole- 
cisms. 

Oalla,  dost  ask  why  I'll  not  marry  thee  ? 
Oalla,  thou  are  too  learned  far  for  me. 
A  consort  so  correct  I  cannot  take : 
For  I,  as  husband,  oft  shall  solecisms  make. 

Old  Vernon,  Anon. 

XX.      TO   HIS   STRICTER   READERS. 

0  captious  reader,  who  perusest  with  stem  countenance 
certain  Latin  verses  of  mine,  read  six  amorous  lines  of  Au- 
gustus CsBsar : — "  Because  Antonius  kisses  Glaphyra,  Fulvia 
wishes  me  in  revenge  to  kiss  her.  I  kiss  Fulvia !  What  if 
Manius  were  to  ma£e  a  similar  request ! !  Should  I  grant  it  ? 
I  should  think  not,  if  I  were  in  my  senses.    Either  kiss  me, 


BOOK  XI.]  BPIOBAKB.  509 

'B  she,  or  fisHt  me.  Nay,  my  purity  is  dearer  to  me  than 
&y  therefore  let  the  trumpet  sound  &r  battle ! "  —  Truly, 
Augustus,  3rou  acquit  my  sportive  sallies  of  licentiousness, 
-when  you  give  such  examples  of  Boman  simplicity. 

'Cause  Anthony  is  fir'd  with  OUphire's  charms, 
Fain  would  his  Fulyia  tempt  me  to  her  arms : 
If  Anthony  be  false,  what  then?  must  I 
Be  slsTo  to  Fulyia's  lustful  tyranny  t 
Then  would  a  thousand  wanton,  waspish  wires 
Swarm  to  my  bed  like  bees  into  their  hives. 
Declare  for  Lotc  or  War,  she  said,  and  frown'd. 
No  love  I'll  grant :  to  arms  bid  trumpets  sound. 

Montaigne  {hy  Cotton),  B.  iL  ch.  12. 

XXI.     ON  LTDIA 

Lydia  tam  laxa  est,  equitis  quam  cuius  aeni ; 

Quam  celer  arguto  qui  sonat  sere  trochus ; 
Quam  rota  transmisso  toties  intacta  petauro, 

Quam  vetus  a  crassa  calceus  udus  aqua ; 
Quam  qu»  rara  vagos  expectant  retia  turdos, 

Quam  Fompeiano  vela  negata  Noto ; 
Quam  qu£d  de  phthisico  lapsa  est  armiUa  cixuedo, 

Culata  Leuconico  quam  viduata  suo ; 
Quam  veteres  brachae  jBiitonis  pauperis,  et  quam 

Turpe  Bavennatis  guttur  onocrotali. 
Hanc  m  piscina  dicor  futuisse  marina. 

Nescio :  piscinam  me  futuisse  puto. 

Lidia  non  d  meno  afasciata  che  il  culo  d'  una  statua  equestre  di 
bronze,  che  la  veloce  trottola  che  rombeggia  per  il  sottii  rame,  che 
la  ruota  tante  volte  rattenuta  per  il  petauro  mandate  in  aria,  che 
una  vecchia  Scarpa  imbrattata  cP  acqua  fangosa ;  che  le  aperte  reti, 
le  quaH  aspettano  i  vaganti  tordi,  che  le  vele  non  piii  esposte  al 
Note  Pompejano,  che  un  braccialetto  che  d  cascato  da  un*  etico 
dnedo,  che  u  materazzo  spogliato  del  suo  Leuconico,  che  i  veccbi 
calzoni  d'  un  misero  Bretanno,  e  che  la  turpe  giugaja  del  Ravennate 
Onocrotale.  Sono  apostrofato  d'  aver  immexnDrato  costei  nella 
piscina  marina.    Nol  saprei :  parmi  aver  immembrato  la  piscina 

Grofflia* 

XXII.      ON  AN  ABANnONEn  nSBAUCHXE. 

Mollia  quod  nivei  duro  tens  ore  Gkdesi 
Basia,  quod  nudo  cum  Ganymede  jaces ; 


510  ma.btial'8 

Quia  negat  hoc  nimiuzn  ?  sed  sit  satis :  inguina  saltern 

Parce  fututrici  soUicitare  manu. 
Levibus  in  pueris  plus  hsc,  quam  mentula,  peccat : 

Et  faciunt  digiti,  praecipitantque  yiram. 
Inde  tragus,  celeresque  pdi,  mirandaque  matri 

Barba,  nee  in  clara  balnea  luce  placent. 
Divisit  natura  mares ;  pars  una  puellis, 

Una  yiris  genita  est :  utere  parte  tua. 

Di  cio  che  tu  distruggi  colla  ruida  tua  faccia  i  moUi  baoci  de^ 
niyeo  Oalese,  di  cio  che  tu  eiaci  con  Ganimede  ignudo,  chi  nega 
questo  esser  molto  ?  Ma  cio  ti  basti :  almeno  rattienti  soUicitare 
inguina  manu  fututricL  Hsbc  plus  peccat  in  levibus  pueris  quam 
mentula,  et  digiti  faciunt  et  precipitant  virum.  Indi  u  tanfo,  ed  i 
subiti  peli|  e  la  barba  dalla  madre  osservata,  ne  i  bagni  piacciono  in 
chiara  luce.  La  natura  distinse  i  maschi ;  una  parte  fu  fatta  per  le 
zitelle,  ed  una  per  gli  uomini :  fa  uso  della  tua  parte.       Ghraglia, 

XXIII.      AGAINST   SILA« 

SOa  is  ready  to  become  my  wife  at  any  price;  but  I 
am  unwilling  at  any  price  to  make  Sila  my  wife.  As  she 
insisted,  however,  I  said,  "You  shall  bring  me  a  million 
of  sesterces  in  gold  as  a  dowry" — What  less  could  I  take? 
"  Nor,  although  I  become  your  husband,  will  I  associate 
with  you  even  on  the  first  night,  or  at  any  time  share  a  couch 
with  you.  I  will  also  embrace  my  mistress  without  restraint; 
and  you  shall  send  me,  if  I  require  her,  your  own  maid. 
Any  favourite,  whether  my  own  or  yours,  shall  be  at  liberty  to 
give  me  amorous  salutes  even  while  you  are  looking  on. 
You  shall  come  to  my  table,  but  our  seats  shall  be  so  far 
apart,  that  my  garments  be  not  touched  by  yours.  You  shall 
salute  me  but  rarely,  never  without  invitation ;  and  then  not 
in  the  manner  of  a  wife,  but  in  that  of  a  grandmother.  11 
you  can  submit  to  this,  and  if  there  is  nothing  that  you  re- 
fuse to  endure,  you  will  find  in  me  a  gentleman,  Sila,  ready 
to  take  you  to  wife. 

Sila  on  any  termes  would  me  faine  wed ; 

But  I  on  all  conditions  fly  her  bed. 

When  still  she  press'd,  '*  Ten  thousand  pounds  I  crave,*' 

Sayd  I,  *'  for  portion  ;  how  can  I  less  have? 

Nor  will  I,  no  not  the  first  night,  board  thee ; 

Nor  shall  one  bed  e'er  common  to  us  bee. 

My  wench  I'll  have  too,  ne'er  by  you  gainsayed ; 

Nay,  when  I  bid,  you  shall  send  your  own  maydl 


BOOK  XI.]  XFI&BAMS.  511 

In  wanton  kisses  with  the  boy  I'll  twine ; 
You  looking  on,  too,  bee  hee  yours  or  mine. 
You  shall  eate  with  mee,  but  at  distance,  such 
As  our  loose  roabes  may  not  each  other  touch : 
Seldome  shall  kiss  me,  nor  unbid ;  so'  cold, 
Too,  that,  not  like  a  wife,  but  matron  old. 
If  all  this  you  can  beare ;  if  nought  refuse, 
Here  you  can  find  one  you  for  wife  may  choose. 

Old  MS.  WA  Qmt. 

mV.      TO    LABTTLLTTB. 

While  I  am  attending  you  about,  and  escorting  you  home, 
ivbile  lending  my  ear  to  your  chattering,  and  praising  what- 
ever you  say  and  do,  how  many  yerses  of  mine,  Labullus, 
might  have  seen  the  light !  Does  it  seem  nothing  to  you,  that 
what  Bome  reads,  what  the  foreigner  seeks,  what  the  knight 
willingly  accepts,  what  the  senator  stores  up,  what  the  bar- 
rister praises,  and  rival  poets  abuse,  are  lost  through  your 
fault  ?  Is  this  right,  Labullus  ?  Can  any  one  endure,  that 
while  you  thus  augment  the  number  of  your  wretched  clients, 
you  proportionatdy  diminish  the  number  of  my  books  ?  In 
the  last  thirty  days,  or  thereabouts,  I  have  scarcely  finished 
one  page.     See  what  befalls  a  poet  who  does  not  dine  at  home. 

While  I  attend  thy  steps  early  and  late, 

Afibrd  an  ear  unto  thy  idle  prate. 

Applaud  whate'er  by  thee  is  done  or  said. 

How  many  excellent  verses  might  be  made ! 

This  thou  account'st  no  loss,  although  that  Rome 

Heads  them  with  joy,  far  nations  bear  them  home ; 

Knights  and  patricians  make  them  their  delight, 

Lawyers  admire,  and  poets  also  spight. 

And  can  I  this  digest  r    That  for  thy  sake. 

Only  thy  train  more  numerous  to  make. 

My  boots  should  fewer  be  ?    So  to  engage, 

That  scarce  in  thirty  days  I  write  one  page  ? 

But  thus  it  is,  for  cheer  when  poets  rome. 

And  will  not  be  content  to  sup  at  home.       Jtum.  169p. 

XIV.      ON   LIKUS. 

lUa  salaz  nimium,  nee  paucis  nota  puellis 
Stare  Lino  desit  mentula :  lingua  cave. 

Quella  troppo  salace  mentola,  ne  nota  a  poche  ragazze,  cessa 
stare  a  lino :  bada,  o  lingua.  Oraglia, 


512  icabtial'b 

zxyi.    to  tslesfh0btt8. 

Charm  of  my  life,  Telesphorus,  sweet  object  of  my  cares, 
whose  like  never  before  lay  in  my  arms,  give  me,  fair  one, 
kisses  redolent  of  the  fragrance  of  old  Falemian,  give  me 
goblets  of  which  thy  lips  have  first  partaken.  If,  in  addition 
to  this,  you  grant  me  the  pleasure  of  true  affection,  I  shall 
say  that  Jove  is  not  more  happy  at  the  side  of  Gkmymede. 

XITII.      TO   7LA0GVS. 

Toa  must  have  an  iron  resolution,  Flaocus,  if  you  can 
bestow  your  affection  on  a  woman,  who  values  herself  at  no 
more  than  half  a  dozen  jars  of  pickle,  or  a  couple  of  alioes  of 
tunny  fish,  or  a  paltry  sea-Hzard ;  who  does  not  think  herself 
worth  a  bunch  of  raisins;  who  makes  only  one  mouth- 
ful of  a  red  herring,  which  a  servant  maid  fetches  in  an 
earthenware  dish;  or  who,  with  a  brazen  £ice  and  lost  to 
shame,  lowers  her  demand  to  five  skins  for  a  doak.  Why !  my 
mistress  asks  of  me  a  pound  of  the  most  predous  perfume,  or 
a  pair  of  green  emeralds,  or  sardonvxes ;  and  wOl  have  no 
dress  except  of  the  ybtj  best  silks  n'om  the  Tuscan  street ; 
nay,  she  would  ask  me  &r  a  hundred  gold  pieces  with  as  little 
concern  as  if  they  were  brass.  Do  you  think  that  I  wish 
to  make  such  presents  to  a  mistress  P  No,  I  do  not :  but  I 
wish  my  mistress  to  be  worthy  of  such  presents. 

Thou*rt  iron,  Flaocus,  if  to  such  a  dame. 
Who  beffs  vile  gifts,  thou  can'st  keep  up  a  flame ; 
Cuw-heeis  does  ask^  tripes,  sprats,  and  scraps  of  fish. 
And  a  whole  pompion  holds  too  much  to  wish : 
To  whom  her  maid,  joyful  t*  have  got,  does  pour 
Cheap  pulse,  which  ereedily  she  does  devour : 
And  when  she's  bold,  and  will  all  shame  depose, 
Begs  yam  enough  to  knit  a  pair  of  hose. 
My  wench  perfumes  exacts,  both  rich  and  rare, 
Rubies  and  pearls,  and  those  must  also  pair ; 
Choice  Naples  silk,  with  her,  will  only  pass, 
*      An  hundred  crowns  in  gold  she  begs  like  brass. 
Give  I  such  ffifts,  dost  say,  a  miss  to  please  ? 
No :  but  rd  nave  her  merit  such  as  these.       Af¥m.  1695. 

XXVIII.      OK  VAAICA.. 

Invasit  medicum  Nasica  phreneticus,  Aucte : 
Et  percidit  Hylan.    Hie,  puto,  sanus  erat. 


BOOK  ZI.]  JBPIGSAHS.  613 

Un  medico  frenetico,  o  Aucto»  assaU  con  la  spada  ed  infilfisd  Ha* 
I'd,  credo,'  era  sano,  Qraglia. 

XXIZ.     TO   PHYLLIS. 

Languida  cum  vetula  tractare  yirilia  deztra 

Coepisti,  jugulor  pollice,  Phylli,  tuo. 
Nam  cum  me  yitam,  cum  me  tua  lumina  dicis : 

Horis  me  refici  viz  puto  posse  decem. 
Blanditias  nescis :  dabo,  die,  tibi  millia  centum, 

Et  dabo  Setini  jugera  culta  soli : 
Accipe  yina,  domum,  pueros,  chrysendeta,  mensas: 

Nil  opus  est  digitis ;  sic  mihi,  PhjUi,  frica. 

Quando  tu  iDcominci  colla  vecchia  tua  destra  a  palpare  le 
languide  mie  pudenda,  io  Bono,  o  Fillide,  assassinato  dalle  tue  dita. 
Imperocche,  quando  tu  mi  chiami  tua  vita,  tue  luci :  ho  pena  a  cre- 
dere di  poter  in  dieci  ore  esser  d'umore :  non  t*intendi  di  carezze : 
di,  ti  daro  cento  milla  sesterzj,  e  ti  daro  dei  coltiyati  jugeri  del 
8U0I0  Setino :  prendi  vini,  casa,  servi,  argenterie,  mense :  non  oc- 
corre  dita :  solleticami,  o  Fillide,  in  questo  modo.  OraglUu 

When  with  caresses  thou  would'st  me  excite, 

All  amorous  pow*r  thou  dost  extinsnush  quite : 

For  when  thou  calPst  me  love,  thy  life,  and  dear, 

The  surfeit  I  digest  not  in  a  year. 

These  were  due  arts  when  thou  wert  young  and  fiur  \ 

Thou  dost  not  know  what  aged  toyings  are. 

I  giye  thee.  Martial,  say,  ten  thousand  pound, 

Ik^  manor  house,  with  all  the  fertile  ground ; 

I  giye  thee  jewels,  plate,  whole  cayes  of  wine. 

These,  without  loye  tricks,  will  to  love  incline.         Ancn, 

XXX.      TO   ZOILTTS. 

Os  maU  causidicis  et  dicis  olere  poetis : 
Sed  fellatori,  Zoile,  pejus  olet. 

Tu  did  che  la  bocca  sente  cattiyo  ai  causidici  ed  ai  poeti ;  ma  al 
fellatore,  o  Zoilo,  sente  peggio.  OragUa, 

XXXI.      OK   C^CILIUB. 

CsDcilius,  a  very  Atreus  of  gourds,  tears  and  cuts  them 
into  a  thousand  pieces,  just  as  if  they  were  the  children  of 
Thyestes.  Some  of  these  pieces  will  be  placed  before  you  to 
begin  with  as  a  relish ;  they  will  appear  again  as  a  second 
course ;  then  again  as  a  third  course.  From  some  he  will 
contriye  a  dessert ;  from  others  the  baker  will  make  mawk- 
ish patties,  ci^es  of  eyery  form,  and  dates  such  as  are  sold 

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614  MABTIAIr*B 

at  the  theatres.  By  the  art  of  the  cook  they  are  metamor^ 
phoaed  into  all  sorts  of  minoemeat,  so  that  joa  would  fimcj 
YOU  saw  lentils  and  beans  on  the  table ;  they  are  also  made  to 
imitate  mushrooms  and  sausages,  tails  of  tunnies  and  ancboyies. 
This  dextrous  cook  exhausts  the  powers  of  art  to  disguise 
them  in  every  way,  sometimes  by  means  of  Capellian  rue.^ 
Thus  he  fills  his  dishes,  and  side  dishes,  and  polished 
plates,  and  tureens,  and  congratulates  himself  upon  nia  skill 
in  furnishing  so  many  dishes  at  the  cost  of  a  penny. 

Thou  Atreus  of  a  cucumber, 

Which,  like  Thyestes'  sons,  you  tear, 

And  in  ten  thousand  pieces  slice ; 

And  in  ten  thousand  ways  disguise.^ 

This  in  your  soup  at  first  you  use : 

And  this  in  erery  course  produce. 

Hence  your  confectioner  still  takes 

His  jemes,  sweetmeats,  and  his  cakes ; 

Decking  his  dishes  in  a  row 

Of  high-raised  pyramids  for  show. 

Tour  cook  firom  this  hath  found  the  meaas 

To  furnish  us  with  pease  and  beans ; 

And  by  his  magic  art  create 

A  mushroom,  sausage,  cod,  or  scate. 

Tour  house-keeper,  as  far  as  can  go 

Her  seasoning  art,  turns  this  to  mango. 

Thus  you,  who  fill  by  this  device 

Tour  dishes  of  all  sorts  and  size. 

Would  modest  and  polite  be  thought 

By  serving  up  one  smgle  groat.  Hay. 

XXXII.      TO   NESTOB. 

Tou  have  neither  a  toga,  nor  a  hearth,  nor  a  bed  infested 
with  vermin,  nor  a  patched  rug  of  marsh  reeds,  nor  a  slave 
young  or  old,  nor  a  maid,  nor  a  child,  nor  a  lock,  nor  a  key, 
nor  a  house-do^,  nor  a  wine-cup.  Tet,  Nestor,  you  desire  to 
be  thought  and  called  a  poor  man,  and  wish  to  be  counted 
as  such  among  the  people.  You  are  a  deceiver,  and  do  your- 
self too  much  idle  honour.    To  have  nothing  is  not  poverty.* 

'  So  called  from  Capellius,  who  cultivRted  or  sold  it.  The  common 
reading,  ruta  CapeUiana,  is  followed  ;  Schneidewin*  without  any  appar- 
ent reason,  has  Capeiliana.  Rue  was  used  far  gamishing  dishes ;  see 
Ep.  52. 

'  It  is  worse ;  it  is  mere  beggaty. 


BOOK  XI.]  EPiaRAHB.  515 

When  thou  bast  neither  coat,  nor  fire,  nor  bed 

Tbaf  8  eat  with  worms,  nor  mat  with  sedge  patched  up, 

Nor  boy,  nor  man,  nor  maid,  nor  infant  head, 

Nor  lock  with  thee,  nor  key,  nor  dog,  nor  cup. 

Yet  thou  afiectest  to  be  call'd  and  seem 

Poor,  and  to  have  a  popular  esteem. 

Thou  liest :  thou  soothest  thyself  with  yanity ; 

Nestor,  this  is  not  want,  but  beggery.  ITeteher, 

XXZin.      OlSt  THI   CHABIOTSEB  OF   THE   ^*  GEEEK"  EACTIOK. 

Since  the  death  of  Nero  the  charioteer  of  the  Green  Fac- 
tion has  often  won  the  palm,  and  carried  off  many  prizes. 
Go  now,  malicious  enyy,  and  say  that  you  were  influenced  by 
Nero ;  for  now  assuredly  the  charioteer  of  the  Green  Faction, 
not  Nero,  has  won  these  yictories. 

XXXIV.      OW  APEB. 

Aper  has  bought  a  house ;  but  such  a  house,  as  not  eyen 
an  owl  would  inhabit ;  so  dark  and  old  is  the  little  dwelling. 
But  near  it  the  elegant  Maro  has  his  country  seat,  and  Aper 
will  dine  well,  though  he  will  not  be  well  lodged.^ 

Aper  a  cottage  bought,  which  not  an  owl 

Would  deign  to  own,  it  was  so  old  and  fowle. 

But  Maro*s  sumptuous  house  and  walkes  excell. 

Aper  will  richly  fare,  not  richly  dwelL  Ma^, 

Jack  buys  an  ancient  cottage,  dismal,  foul, 

And  scarce  a  decent  harbour  for  an  owl, 

Near  to  an  hospitable  neighbour's  seat 

JadL  will  not  lodge  so  well  as  he  will  eat.  Hay, 

XXXT.      TO   EABULLUS. 

You  invite  some  three  hundred  guests  all  unknown  to  me, 
and  then  wonder  that  I  do  not  accept  your  inyitation,  and 
complain,  and  are  ready  to  quarrel  with  me.  Fabullus, 
I  do  not  like  to  dine  alone. 

That  I  your  inyitation  should  decline,  ^ 
"Why  do  you  wonder  ?  why  do  you  repine  ? 
When  hundreds  you  invite  to  me  unknown : 
I  do  not  choose,  dear  friend,  to  dine  alone.     J9ay. 

With  a  room  full,  to  me  all  unknown. 
You  bid  me  make  one  at  your  feast ; 

I  decline  it,  you  grumble  and  groan. 
And  call  me  unsociable  beast, — 

I  Aper  expects  his  rich  neighbour  to  inyite  him  frequently  to  dinner. 

iL  2 


516  MASTIAX'g 

Why  since  I  must  dine  quite  alone» 
I'll  dine  by  myself,  sir,  at  least.      N,  B.  Halhed. 

You  ask  a  hundred  guests  unknown  to  me, 
And  wonder,  Richard,  I  refuse  to  come : 

Richard,  I  go  abroad  for  company, 
For  solitude  I  like  to  stay  at  home.        Sodgton, 

XXXVI.      Oir   CAIUS   JULITTB    FROCVLVS. 

0  mark  this  day  for  me  with  a  white  stone,  Caius  Julius 
haying  been  restored  (how  delightful !)  to  my  prayers.  I  re- 
joice to  haye  despaired  as  though  the  threads  of  the  sisters  had 
already  been  snapped  asunder ;  that  joy  is  but  little  where 
there  has  been  no  fear.  Hypnus,  why  do  you  loiter  ?  Pour 
out  the  immortal  Ealemian ;  such  fulfilment  of  my  prayers 
demands  an  old  cask.  Let  us  drink  fiye,  six,  and  eight  cups, 
answering  to  the  letters  in  the  names  Caius,  Julius,  and 
Proculus.* 

Hail,  happy  day !  my  Julius,  hail,  restored ! 

Hail,  gracious  heaVn,  who  heard'st  when  I  implored ! 

Despau*  proves  hope,  the  fatal  scissors  near : 

The  less  they  know  of  joy  who  knew  no  fear. 

Hypnus,  why  loiter'st  ?  pour  Falemian  wine : 

Such  blessings  pour'd  demand  a  cask  divine. 

Five,  six,  and  eight  fair  brimmers  shall  be  crown'd. 

And  Caius  Julius  Proculus  go  round.  Elpkim^on, 

XXXVIT.      TO   Z0ILTT8. 

Zoilus,  why  do  you  delight  in  using  a  whole  pound  weight 
of  gold  for  the  setting  of  a  stone,  and  thus  ourying  your 
poor  sardonyx  ?  Such  rings  are  more  suited  to  your  legs ;  * 
the  weight  is  too  great  for  nngers. 

Why,  Zoilus,  dost  thou  bury,  not  enfold, 

A  diamond  spark  in  a  whole  pound  of  gold  ? 

When  late  a  slave,  this  ring  thy  leg  might  wear. 

But  such  a  weight  thy  finger  cannot  bear.  Anon, 

XXXVIIT.      TO   ATTLUS. 

A  muleteer  was  lately  sold  for  twenty  thousand  sestercea, 
Aulus.  Are  you  astonished  at  so  large  a  price  ?  He  was  dei^.^ 

1  See  B.  i.  Ep.  72.  *  See  B.  iii.  Ep.  29. 

'  He  could  not  therefore  overhear  the  conversation  of  those  whom  ha 
drove. 


BOOK  ZI.]  XPIOBAMS.  517 


XXXIX.      TO   CHABIDEKUS,   HIB  TBBEDMAK. 

You,  Charidemus,  rocked  my  cradle;  joa  were  the 
guardian  and  constant  companion  of  my  childhood.  Now 
my  beard,  when  shaved,  blacKcns  the  barber's  napkins,  and 
my  mistress  complains  of  being  pricked  by  my  bristly  lips. 
But  in  your  eyes  I  am  no  older ;  you  are  my  bailiff's  dread ; 
my  steward  and  all  the  household  fear  you.  You  neither 
allow  me  to  play  nor  to  make  love ;  nothing  is  permitted  to 
me,  yet  eyerything  to  yourself.  You  rebuke  me,  you  watch 
me,  you  complain  of  me,  and  sigh  at  my  conduct,  and  your 
ire  IB  with  difficulty  restrained  from  using  the  cane.    If  I 

Eut  on  a  Tynan  robe,  or  anoint  my  hair,  you  exclaim,  *'  Your 
ither  never  did  such  things."  You  count  my  cups  of  wine 
with  contracted  brow,  as  if  they  came  from  a  cask  in  your 
own  cellar.  Cease  this  conduct :  I  cannot  abide  a  Cato  in  a 
ireedman.    My  mistress  will  tell  you  that  I  am  now  a  man. 

You  were  for  ever  by  my  infant  side ; 

My  guardian,  my  companion,  and  my  ffuide. 

The  razor  now  grows  bkint  against  my  oeard ; 

And  every  girl  complains  that  it  is  hard. 

With  you  I  am  but  little  master  still : 

And  aU  my  servants  tremble  at  your  wilL 

To  game  or  to  intrigue  I  must  not  dare : 

All  things  to  you,  to  me  none,  lawful  are. 

You  check,  remark,  complain,  and  cry  *'  Good  God  2 " 

And  in  your  passion  scarce  forbear  the  rod. 

If  my  toupee  or  velvet  I  put  on ; 

You  say.  Oh !  how  unlike  your  father  gone ! 

You  count  each  bumper  with  a  serious  look ; 

As  if  from  your  own  vault  the  wine  I  took. 

Such  censure  I  no  loneer  suffer  can : 

Pray,  ask  my  maid  if  I  am  not  a  man.  Hay. 

You  rock'd  my  cradle,  were  my  guide 

In  youth,  still  tending  at  my  side ; 

But  now,  dear  Sir,  my  beard  is  grown, 

Still  I'm  a  child  to  thee  alone. 

Our  steward,  butler,  cook,  and  all 

You  fright,  nay  e'en  the  very  wall ; 

You  pry,  and  Jrown,  and  growl,  and  chide, 

And  scarce  will  lay  the  rod  aside.  F.  Lewit* 


lift  kabtull's 

XL.      OX  LTTPEBCVB. 

LupercuB  lores  the  fair  Gljcera ;  be  posaeesea  her  all  to 
himself,  and  is  her  sole  commander.  Once,  when  he  was  com 

Elaining  to  ^ianus,  in  a  sad  tone,  that  he  had  not  caressed 
er  for  a  whole  month,  and  wished  to  give  the  reason  to  his 
auditor,  who  asked  for  it,  he  told  him  that  Gljoera  had  the 
tooth-ache. 

XLI.      ON  AMTKTAS,   A   BWIKEHERD,   KILLED  BT  A  ?AU« 

EKOM  AN   OAK. 

While  the  swineherd  Amyntas  was  oyer-anxiously  feeding 
his  flock,  proud  of  its  renown  for  high  condition,  his  weight 

E roved  too  much  for  the  yielding  branch  of  an  oak  which  he 
ad  ascended,  and  he  was  precipitated  to  the  ground  in  the 
midst  of  a  shower  of  acorns,  which  he  had  shaken  down.  His 
father  would  not  allow  the  fatal  tree  to  survive  the  cruel 
death  of  his  son,  and  condemned  it  to  the  flames.  Lyg^us,^ 
let  your  neighbour  lolas  fatten  his  pigs  as  he  pleases ;  and 
be  content  to  preserve  your  full  number. 

XLII.      TO   OJIOILIANUS. 

You  ask  for  lively  epigrams,  and  propose  lifeless  subjects. 
What  can  I  do,  Caacilianus  ?  Tou  expect  Hyblsean  or  Hy- 
methian  honey  to  be  produced,  and  yet  ofi*er  the  Attic  bee  no- 
thing but  Corsican  thyme  ? 

You  lively  epifframB  require  stiU,  when 

You  give  flat  tnemes ;  how  can  you  have  them  then  ? 

Think  you  that  e*en  Cecropian  beea  can  breed 

Hybleean  honey,  that  in  Corsic  feed?    Old  MS.  leth  CM. 

When  living  epigrams  thou  crav*8t  of  me, 

Thou  giv'st  dead  arguments.    How  can  tiiat  be  ? 

How  canst  thou  have  Hymittian  honey  flow, 

And  Corsick  thyme  t'  Athenian  bees  allow  P         May, 

Alas !  dear  sir,  you  try  in  vain 
Impossibilities  to  gain ; 
No  bee  from  Corsica's  rank  juice 
Ilyblsean  honey  can  produce. 

F.Lewie.    Motto  to  the  lOlii  No.  of  ike  JImM^ 

'  Martial's  swine-herd. 


SOOK  XI.]  XPIGftiUCB.  519 


XLIII.      TO   HIS  WITE. 

Deprensum  in  puero  tetricis  me  vocibus  uxor 

Corripis,  et  culum  te  quoque  habere  refers. 
Dixit  idem  quoties  lascivo  Juno  tonanti  ? 

lUe  tamen  gracili  cum  Ganymede  jacet. 
Incurvabat  Hylam  posito  Tirynthius  arcu. 

Tu  Megaram  credis  non  habuisse  nates  P 
Torquebat  Phoebum  Daphne  fugitiva :  sed  iUai 

Oebalius  flammas  jussit  abire  puer. 
Bryseis  multum  quamvis  aversa  jaceret, 

w^lacidsB  propior  leris  amicus  erat. 
Parce  tuis  igitur  dare  mascula  nomina  rebus 

Teque  puta  cunnos,  uxor,  habere  duos ! 

Tu,  moglie,  con  arrabbiate  parole  rimbrotti  me  sorpreBo  nel  ra- 
g^azzo,  ed  adduci  che  anche  tu  hai  il  c-lo.  Quante  volte  Oiunone 
non  disse  lo  stesso  a  Oiove  Tonante  ?  Con  tutto  ci6  esso  giace  col 
delicato  Ganimede.  Tirinzio,  deposto  I'arco  incurvava  Ila ;  credi  tu 
cbe  Megara  non  avesse  natiche  P  Da&e  fiiggitiya  tormentava  Febo : 
ma  il  ragazzo  Oebalio  fece  partire  ({uelli  amori.  Briseide  quantun- 
que  ffiacease  molto  ayersa,  il  delicato  amico  era  confaciente  ad 
lEacide.  Risparmia  dunque  dar  nomi  mascolini  alle  cose  tue,  ed 
immaginati,  o  moglie,  d*ayer  due  c-ni !  ChragUa, 

Fletcher  has  giren  a  complete  translation  of  these  lines,  and  so  haye 
several  of  the  French  editors,  but  we  think  them  better  omitted  here. 


XLIY.      TO  ▲   CHILDLESS   OLD  HAN. 

You  are  childless  and  rich,  and  were  bom  in  the  consulship 
of  Brutus ;  do  you  imagine  that  you  have  any  real  friends  ? 
You  have  true  friends,  but  they  are  those  which  you  made 
w^hen  young  and  poor.  Your  new  friends  desire  only  your 
death. 

Now  thou  are  childless,  rich,  'bove  measure  old, 
The  love  profe88*d  to  thee,  sincere  dost  hold  ? 
True  love  I  have  found.    Yes,  when  young  and  poor; 
Who  loved  thee  now,  do  love  thy  death  much  more. 

Anon.  1695. 


520  JCASTTiX'S 

What!  old,  and  rich,  and  childless  too* 
And  yet  believe  your  friends  are  trae  ? 
Truth  might  perhaps  of  old  belong 
To  those  who  loved  you  poor  and  voung ; 
But,  trust  me,  for  the  friends  you  have, 
They'll  loveyou  dearly — in  your  grave. 

F.  Lewis.    MoUo  to  the  \^2nd  BanAUr 

Childless,  and  rich,  and  bom  in  Charles's  reign, 
Can  you  expect  that  cordial  friends  remain  ? 
If  such ;  thev  are,  whom  vounff  and  poor  you  found : 
The  new  wUl  love  you  only  under  ground. 


Childless,  and  rich,  and  old,  and  hope  to  find 

A  real  friend  P  Disordered  is  thy  mind. 

That  heav*n-bom  light,  which  never  long  endures 

In  youth,  in  poverty,  perchance,  was  yours. 

But  all  your  present  mends,  whate'er  they  say, 

Love  but  your  death,  and  curse  its  slow  delay.     Hodymm* 

ILV.    TO   CAKTHABC8. 

Intrasti  quoties  inscriplsB  limina  celhe, 

Seu  puer  amsit,  sive  puella  tibi : 
ContentuB  non  es  foribus,  veloque,  seraque, 

Secretumque  jubes  grandius  ease  tibi. 
Oblinitur  mmimsB  si  qua  est  suspicio  rim®, 

Punctaque  laaciva  quie  terebrantur  acu. 
Nemo  est  tarn  teneri,  tarn  Bolicitique  pudorisy 

Qui  vel  ptedicat^  Canthare,  vel  futuit. 

Sempre  che  entrasti  i  limini  d*un'  inscritta  cella,  o  un  rag&zzo,  o 
•ia  una  putella  t'arrise ;  tu  non  sei  contento  degli  usci  chiusi,  e  della 
cortina,  e  della  seratura :  ma  vuoi  avere  un  cabinetto  piii  recondita 
Se  v*  d  qualche  sospetto  d'una  menoma  fessura,  si  copre :  cosi  pure 
i  buchi  che  sono  vergolati  con  un  lascivo  calamistra  Nessuno  h 
d'un  cosi  delicato  e  sollecito  pudore,  sia  chi  pedica,  o  Cantaro,  o  chi 
immembra.  Graglia, 

ILTI.      TO  M^TIUS. 

Jam  nisi  per  somnum  non  arrigis,  et  tibi,  Msvi, 
Incipit  in  medios  meiere  verpa  pedes, 

Truditur  et  digitis  pannucea  mentula  lassis, 
Nee  levat  eztinctum  sollicitata  caput. 

Quid  miseros  frustr^  cunnos,  culosque  laceeaia  P 
Summa  petas :  illic  mentula  vivit  anus. 


BOOK  XI.]  XFiaBAlCS.  621 

Di  ^  non  airigi  m^  che  in  sogno,  ed*  il  tao  pene,  o  Merio,  in- 
comminoia  pisciarti  mi  i  piedi  e  la  langnida  mentola  d  provocata 
dalle  Btanche  dita,  ne  sollecitata  rizza  Pestinto  capo.  A  cae  inutil- 
mente  importuni  i  poyeri  c-ni|  e  c-li  ?  Va  in  alto :  col^  una  yecchia 
mentola  viye.  GragUa. 

XLYn.      OB    LATTABA. 

Why  does  Latfcara  avoid  all  the  baths  which  are  frequented 
by  women  ?  That  he  may  not  be  exposed  to  temptation. 
"Why  does  he  neither  promenade  in  the  shade  of  Fompey's 
portico,  nor  seek  the  temple  of  the  daughter  of  Inacnus  ? 
That  he  may  not  be  exposed  to  temptation.  Why  does  he 
bathe  in  the  cold  Virgin  water,  and  anoint  himself  with 
Spartan  wrestler's  oil?  That  he  may  not  be  exposed  to 
temptation.  Seeing  that  Lattara  thus  avoids  all  temptation 
of  the  femide  sex,  wnat  can  be  his  meaning  ? 

XLvm.    oir  siLivs  italious. 

Silius,  who  possesses  the  lands  that  once  belonged  to  the 
eloquent  Cicero,  celebrates  funeral  obsequies  at  the  tomb  of 
the  mat  Virgil.  There  is  no  one  that  either  Virgil  or  Cicero 
would  have  preferred  for  his  heir,  or  as  guardian  of  his  tomb 
and  lands. 

XLIX.      OK  THE   SAMB. 

There  remained  but  one  man,  and  he  a  poor  one,'  to  honour 
the  nearly  deserted  ashes,  and  revered  name,  of  Virgil.  Silius 
determined  to  succour  the  cherished  shade ;  Silius,  a  poet,  not 
inferior*  to  Virgil  himself,  consecrated  the  glory  of  the  bard. 

To  honour  Maro*8  dust,  and  sacred  shade. 
One  swain  remained,  deserted,  poor,  alone. 

mi  Silius  came  his  pious  toils  to  aid. 
In  homage  to  a  name  scarce  greater  than  his  own.    Amot, 

L.      TO    PHTIiLIS. 

Not  an  hour  of  the  day,  Phyllis,  passes  that  you  do  not 
plunder  me,  such  is  the  infatuation  of  my  love  for  jou, 
so  great  your  cunning  in  the  art  of  robbery.     Sometimes 

<  It  appears  that  there  was  a  cenotaph  in  honour  of  Virgil,  which  some 
poor  man  was  paid  to  keep  up,  and  that  Silius  Italicus  purchased  the 
ground  on  which  it  stood.    The  site  of  it  is  uncertain. 

*  We  read  tion  mtnor,  with  the  common  editions,  not  miny»^  with 
Sdmeidewin. 


522  UAxnAii^u 

your  artful  maid  bewails  the  loss  of  your  mirror,  or  a  ring 
drops  off  your  finger,  or  a  precious  stone  from  jour  ear. 
Sometimes  contraband  silk  dresses  are  to  be  had  cheap- 
sometimes  a  scent  casket  is  brought  to  me  empty.  At  one 
time  I  am  asked  for  an  amphora  of  old  Falernian,  to  reward 
the  chattering  wise-woman  who  explains  your  dreams;  at 
another,  your  rich  friend  has  invited  herself  to  sup  with  you, 
and  I  must  buy  you  a  great  pike  or  a  mullet  of  two  pounds* 
weight.  Have  some  sense  of  decency,  I  entreat  you,  and 
some  respect  for  right  and  justice.  I  deny  you  nothing, 
Phyllis :  deny  me,  Phyllis,  nothing. 

There's  not  an  hour,  mv  Phyllis,  in  the  day, 

But  you  contrive  to  make  my  fondness  pay. 

Your  maid,  an  artful  slut,  now  cries,  "  Alas ! 

What  shall  I  do  ?  Tve  broke  my  lady*s  glass ! " 

Then  Phyllis  comes  herself,  in  tears,  poor  thing ! 

And  tells  me  she  has  lost  her  favourite  ring. 

Or  dropped  perchance,  a  diamond  from  her  locket  :~- 

Then,  a  new  piece  of  silk  must  pick  my  pocket 

Behold  her  next  her  essence- box  produce. 

Which  wants  some  rich  perfume,  or  eau-de-luoe, 

Now  an  old  haff,  pretending  to  divine. 

And  solve  her  dreams,  must  have  some  old  tent-wine, 

I  then  for  fish  the  market  must  explore. 

Some  demirep  will  dine  with  us  at  four. 

Bul^  prythee,  Phyllis,  pay  some  small  regard 

To  justice,  and  my  generous  fiame  reward: 

Since  I  rejfiue  you  nothing,  how  can  you 

Thus  pic^  my  pocket,  and  refuse  me  too  ? 

LI.      OK   TITIUB. 

Tanta  est  qu®  Titio  columna  pendet, 
Quantum  LampsacidB  colunt  puelhe. 
Hie  nullo  comitante,  nee  molesto, 
Thermis  grandibus,  et  suis  lavatur : 
Anguste  Titius  tamen  lavatur. 

Si  grande  ^  la  colonna  che  pende  a  Tixio,  quanto  qnella  ehe  le 
litelle  Lampsiache  venerano.  Cestui  senza  compagno  ne  molestato 
si  lava  nelle  sue  ampie  terme :  contutto  cio  Tizio  si  lava  angnsta- 
mente.  OraglitL, 

Lii.    nryrTATioir  to  JiTLnrs  csbiaxis. 

You  may  have  a  good  dinner,  Julius  Gerealia,  with  me ;  if 
you  have  no  better  engagement,  come.    You  may  keep  yovr 


BOOK  XI.]  BFIOBAMS.  628 

own  hour,  the  eighth  ;'*  we  will  go  to  the  bath  together ;  jou 
know  ho^  near  the  hatha  of  Stephanas  are  to  my  house. 
Liettuce  will  iirst  be  set  before  jou,  a  plant  useful  as  a 
laxative,  and  leeks  cut  into  shreds ;  next  tunny-fish,  full 
grown,  and  larger  than  the  slender  eel,  which  will  be  garn- 
ished with  egg  and  leaves  of  rue.  Nor  will  there  be  wanting 
eggs  lightly  poached,  and  cheese  hardened  on  a  Yelabrian 
hearth ; '  nor  olives  which  have  experienced  the  cold  of  a 
Picenian  winter.  These  ought  to  be  sufficient  to  whet  the 
appetite.  Do  you  want  to  knoW  what  is  to  follow  P  I  will 
play  the  braggart,  to  tempt  you  to  come :  There  will  be  Fish, 
ojsters,  sow*s  teats,  well-fattened  tame  and  wild-fowl ;  dain- 
ties which  not  even  Stella,'  except  on  rare  occasions,  is  used 
to  place  before  his  guests.  I  promise  you  still  more :  I  will 
recite  no  verses  to  you ;  while  you  shall  be  at  liberty  to  read 
to  me  again  your  "  War  of  the  GKants,"  or  your  Georgics, 
second  only  to  those  of  the  immortal  Yirgil. 

Trimly  to  sup,  Julius,  I  thee  invite : 
If  better  be  not  offered,  come  to-night 
We'll  bathe  together ;  at  six  o'clock  be  here, 
Nero*8  baths,  to  my  house,  you  know,  are  near. 
Melons  and  figs,  for  ante-past,  I'll  serve, 
Other  ragalios  which  &re  deem'd  to  have 
The  grateful  properties  health  to  preserve. 
And  quicken  appetite.    If  you  ask,  what  more  P 
I'll  lie,  to  make  you  come.    Oysters,  wild  boar, 
Choice  fatted  fowl  ta*en  from  the  coop  or  pens ; 
Those  nobler  yet,  that  range  the  woo^  ana  fens: 
Such  as  ev*n  Stella  rarely  does  afford, 
Though  altogether  princely  is  his  board. 
I'll  promise  more,  no  verses  I'll  recite : 
To  near  yours  read  I'll  dedicate  the  niffht, 
Your  giant's  war,  your  art  of  tilling  fields, 
Which  not  in  worth  t'  immortal  Virgil's  yields. 

Anon.  1695. 

LIII.      OK   CLAUDIA  EUriKA. 

Although  bom  among  the  blue*eyed  Britons,  how  fully 
has  Claudia  Eufina  the  intelligence  of  the  Soman  people ! 
What  beauty  is  hers  !  The  matrons  of  Italy  might  take  her 
for  a  Boman ;  those  of  Attica  for  an  Athenian.    The  godi 

'  Two  o'clock  in  the  afleinoon. 

*  On  dried  cheese ;  see  B.  xii.  Ep.  32. 

>  The  poet;  see  B<  viii  Ep.  78 


524  KABTIAL*8 

have  kindly  ordered  that  she  proves  firuitM  to  her  revered 
husband,  and  that,  while  yet  young,  she  may  hope  for  sons- 
in-law  and  daughters-in-law !  May  heaven  grant  her  ever  to 
rejoice  in  one  single  husband,  and  to  exult  in  being  the 
mother  of  three  children. 

Though  British  skies  first  beam'd  on  Clandia's  fSeuie, 
Her  beauty  far  outvies  the  Latin  race : 
E'en  Grecian  nymphs  her  form  cannot  excel, 
Or  Roman  matrons  play  the  queen  so  welL 
Ye  powers,  how  bless'd  must  ner  possessor  be! 
What  progeny  will  climb  the  moUier's  knee ! 
Kind  heaven,  grant  her  constant  love  to  share, 
And  may  three  boys  reward  her  tender  care. 

Westmifuter  Heview,  April,  1853. 

LIT.      TO   ZOILVS. 

Empty  your  pockets,  rascally  Zoilus,  of  those  perfumes, 
and  that  lavender,  and  myrrh  redolent  of  funerals,  and  half- 
burned  frankincense,  snatched  from  the  midst  of  pyres,  and 
cinnamon  stolen  from  Stygian  biers.  It  is  from  your  feet,  I 
suppose,  that  your  hands  have  learned  to  be  knavish.  I  do 
not  wonder  at  a  fellow  being  a  thief,  who  was  a  runaway 
slave.* 

LY.       TO   UBBIOnS,   OK  LUPUS,  A  KKATISH  7LATTEREB. 

When  Lupus  exhorts  you,  TJrbicus,  to  become  a  father, 
do  not  believe  that  he  means  what  he  says ;  there  is  nothing 
that  he  desires  less.  It  is  part  of  the  art  of  flattery  to  seem 
to  wish  what  you  do  not  wish.  He  earnestly  desires  that 
you  may  not  do  what  he  begs  you  to  do.  Were  your  Cosconia 
but  to  say  that  she  is  pregnant.  Lupus  would  grow  paler 
than  a  woman  when  her  hour  is  come.  But,  that  you  may 
seem  to  have  adopted  the  advice  of  your  friend,  die  in  such 
a  way  that  he  may  imagine  you  have  really  become  a  father. 

Ned  prays,  that  heaven  may  you  with  issue  blesA : 

Believe  him  not :  nothing  he  wishes  less. 

To  wish  what  he  dislikes  is  fawning  art : 

And  when  he  speaks,  his  tongue  belies  his  heart.. 

Let  but  your  lady  feel  a  breeding  throe, 

Ned  will  look  pale,  as  he  were  breeding  too. 

Yet  with  a  friend's  desire  so  far  comply ; 

That  he  may  think  you  did  not  duldless  die.  Say, 

I  See  B.  ill.  Ep.  29. 


BOOK  XI.J  SPIGBAMS.  625 

LTI.     TO  OHJBBlHOir. 

'When  jou  extol  death  in  such  extravagant  terms,  Stoic 
Chseremon,  you  wish  me  to  admire  and  respect  your  spirit. 
Biich  magnanimity  arises  from  your  possession  of  only  a 
pitcher  with  a  broken  handle,  a  cheerless  hearth,  warmed 
with  no  fire,  a  mat,  plenty  of  fleas,  a  bare  bedstead,  and  a  short 
toga  that  serves  you  both  ni^ht  and  day.  How  great  a  man 
you  are,  that  can  think  of  fubandoning  dregs  of  red  vinegar, 
and  straw,  and  black  bread.  But  let  your  cushions  swell 
vnth  Leuconian  wool,  and  soft  purple  covers  adorn  your 
couches ;  and  let  a  favourite  share  your  couch,  who,  when 
mixing  the  Gfficuban  wine  for  your  guests,  tortures  them 
with  the  ruddiest  of  lips,  how  earnestly  then  will  you  desire 
to  live  thrice  as  long  as  Nestor ;  and  study  to  lose  no  part  of 
a  sinffle  day!  In  adversity  it  is  easy  to  despise  lite;  the 
truly  brave  man  is  he  who  can  endure  to  be  miserable. 

That  thou,  Chersmon,  death  dost  oft  desire 

Thou  would'st  have  us  thy  stoic  mind  admire. 

This  high  resolve  comes  f^om  aa  earelesse  pot, 

A  chimney  without  fire  to  keep  it  hot, 

A  bedsted  eat  with  wormes,  rues  coarse  and  light, 

One  short  bare  gown  to  weare  both  day  and  night 

How  brave  a  man  art  thou  canst  leave  such  geere 

As  straw,  coarse  bread,  and  lees  of  vinegar ! 

But  if  a  woven  purple  coverled. 

And  fine  french  lawne  adom'd  thy  downy  bed, 

Hadst  thou  a  ffirl,  whose  rosie  lips  would  fire. 

As  wine  she  fills  the  lustfuU  guests  desire : 

Then  thou  to  live  thrice  Nestor's  years  would'st  pray, 

And  would'st  not  lose  an  houre  of  any  day. 

In  poore  estate  'tis  easie  scomine  death ; 

Vahant  is  he  dares  draw  a  wretched  breath*  Jfiiy. 

LVn.      TO   SXTEBUS. 

Do  you  wonder,  learned  Severus,  that  I  send  you  verses 
when  I  ask  you  to  dine  with  me  ?  Jupiter  lives  luxuriously 
on  ambrosia  and  nectar;  and  yet  we  propitiate  him  with 
raw  entrails  and  plain  wine.  Seeing  that  by  the  favour  of 
heaven  every  blessing  is  yours,  what  can  be  offered  you,  if 
you  are  unwilling  to  receive  what  you  already  have  ? 

LTni.      TO   TELESFHOBUS. 

Cum  me  velle  vides,  tentumque,  Telesphore,  sentis; 
Magna  rogas :  puto  me  velle  negaie  nihil  ? 


526  MARTIAL*! 

Et  nisi  juratuB  dizi,  ddbo,  Bubtrahis  illas, 

Permittunt  in  me  qusB  tibi  multa,  nates. 
Quid  si  me  tonsor,  cum  stricta  novacula  supra  eet^ 

Tunc  libertatem,  divitiasque  roget  ? 
Promittam  :  nee  enim  rogat  illo  tempore  tonaor, 

Latro  rogat :  res  est  imperiosa  timor. 
Sed  fuerit  curva  cum  tuta  novacula  theca, 

Frangam  tonsori  crura  manusque  simul. 
At  tibi  nil  faciara :  sed  lota  mentula  IsBva 

Afixa^cii^  cupids  dicet  avaritisB. 

O  Telesforo,  quando  tu  yedi  ch'  io  yoglio,  e  mi  sent!  teso ;  dimandi 
cose  eccessive  :  m*immagino  io  poterteTe  negare  ?  Tu,  se  io  non  ho 
con  giuramento  dettb,  dai^,  sottrai  quelle  natiche,  che  ti  permettono 
molto  contro  di  me.  Che  sarebbe  se  il  mio  barbiere,  ouando,  im- 
pugnato  il  rasojo,  sta  sopra  di  roe,  mi  dimandaase  allora  la  liberta,  e 
ricchezEe  ?  Prometterei :  imperocche,  in  detto  tempo  non  dimanda 
come  barbiere,  ma  dimanda  come  ladro ;  il  timore  e  una  cosa  im- 
periosa.  Ma  quando  il  rasojo  sarebbe  sicuro  nel  curvo  stucchio, 
romperei  le  gambe,  ed  anche  le  braccia  al  barbiere.  A  te  pero  faro 
niente :  ma  ui  mentola,  lavata  la  sinistra  dira,  chiuderd  la  bocca  ddl' 
anziosa  tua  avarizia.  GragUa. 

When  with  desire  you  see  me  racVd, 

The  beggar's  part  you  always  act ; 

And  if  1  grant  not  on  the  spot 

Whate*er  you  ask,  you  '11  kiss  me  not. 

Suppose  my  barber,  steel  in  hand, 

Should  liberty  and  wealth  demand, 

I  yield  of  course,  for  he  is  then 

No  barber,  but  a  highwayman. 

But,  when  his  razor  s  in  its  case, 

I  *d  have  him  flogg'd  till  black  in  the  face. 

And  you,  though  you  may  think  it  odd, 

When  I  've  kissed  you,  shall  kiss  my  rod.     W,  S.  B, 

LIX.      OK   CLEARIKTTB. 

ClearinuB  wears  six  rings  on  each  of  his  fingers,  and  nerer 
takes  them  off,  even  at  night,  or  when  he  bathes.  Do  you 
ask  the  reason  ?    He  has  no  ring-case.^ 

Six  rings  on  every  finger  Vainlove  keeps : 

In  them  he  goes  to  stool ;  in  them  he  sleeps. 

If  you  are  curious,  and  the  cause  would  trace ; 

It  IS  because  he  did  not  hire  the  case.  JIi^ 

'  He  lias  his  rings  on  hire. 


BOOK  XI.]  SPI^BAMfl.  527 

Lx.    oir  OHioiirE  a^b  fhlogis. 

Sit  Phlogis,  an  Ohione  veneri  magis  apta  requiris. 

Pulchrior  est  Ghione ;  sed  Pblogis  ulcus  habet  ? 
Ulcus  habet,  Friami  quod  tendere  possit  alutam, 

Quodque  senem  Fjlium  non  sinat  esse  senem. 
Ulcus  habet,  quod  habere  suam  vult  quisque  puellam  : 

Quod  sanare  Criton,  non  quod  H^geia  potest. 
At  Chione  non  sentit  opus,  nee  vocibus  illis 

Adjuvat :  absentem,  marrooreamque  putes. 
Exorare,  Dei,  si  vos  tarn  magna  liceret, 

Et  bona  yelletis  tain  pretiosa  dare  : 
Hoc  quod  habet  Chione  corpus,  faceretis  haberet 

Ut  rhlogis;  et  Chione,  quodPhlogis  ulcus  habet. 

Dimandi  tu  se  Flogide  o  Chione  sia  piil  atta  a  Yenere  ?  Chione 
d  pill  bella ;  ma  Flo^de  ha  un'  ulcera.  Un  ulcera,  che  potrebhe 
tendere  il  nerro  a  Pnamo,  e  che  non  permetterebbe  che  if  vecchio 
Pilio  foBse  vecchio.  Ha  un*  ulcera,  che  ogn'  uno  Torebbe  che  la 
sua  innamorata  TaYesse :  che  Critone  puo  sanare,  che  Igeia  non  puo. 
Ma  chione  non  sente  stimolo,  ne  con  veruna  parola  lo  nudrisce :  la 
crederesti  astratta  e  di  marmo.  O  Dei,  se  fosse  permesso  supplicarvi 
per  cose  si  grandi,  e  voleste  darci  beni  tanto  preziosi :  fareste  che 
Flogide  avesse  quel  corpo  che  ha  Chione :  o  Chione  I'ulcera  che  ha 
Flogide.  Oraglia. 

LII.      01^   MAinTEITTS. 

Lingu&  maritus,  moechus  ore,  Manneius, 
SummcBnianis  inquinatior  buccis : 
Quern  cum  fenestra  yidit  a  Suburana 
ObscGBna  nudum  lena,  fomicem  claudit. 
Mediumque  marult  basiare,  quam  summum : 
Modo  qui  per  omnes  viscerum  tubos  ibat, 
Et  voce  certa,  consciaque  dicebat, 
Puer,  an  puella  matris  esset  in  ventre  ; 
(Gaudete  cunni,  vestra  namque  res  acta  est) 
Arrigere  linguam  non  potest  fututricem. 
Nam,  dum  tumenti  mersus  hseret  in  vulva, 
Et  vagientes  intus  audit  infantes. 
Partem  gulosam  solvit  indecens  morbus, 
Nee  purus  esse  nunc  potest,  nee  impurus. 

Mannejo  h  marito  colla  lingua,  adultero  coUa  bocca,  piilk  sporco 
delle  bocche  Summeniane :  if  quale  quando  Toscena  meretnce  lo 
vede  dalla  Suburana  finestra  chiude  lo  scamiciato  lupanario.    Ama 


528  ]CABTIAX*8 

meglio  bacclare  al.  mezzo  che  all'  alto :  che  poeo  f&  entraTa  per  tatd 
i  tub!  delle  viscere,  e  con  certa  e  consapevole  asserzione  diceva,  se 
era  un  maachio  o  una  femina  nel  ventre  della  madre ;  (RallegrateTi 
c-ni,  attesoch^  le  vostre  facende  sono  rassettate)  rinimembratnce 
Hngua  non  puo  arrigere.  Imperocch^,  mentre  sta  immerso  nelli 
tumente  yulva,  e  dentro  sente  i  vagiend  bambini,  un'^  indecente 
morbo  struge  la  parte  golosa :  nd  ora  puo  esser  puro,  ne  impuro. 

LXn.      OK  LEBBIA. 

Lesbia  protests  that  no  one  has  ever  obtained  her  faToms 
without  payment.  That  is  true ;  when  she  wants  a  lover, 
she  herself  pays. 

Leabia  ne'er  gratis  sports,  she  says : 
Tifl  true :  for  when  she  sports,  she  pays. 

OldVemm. 

LXIII.      TO   FHIL0HT7BUS. 

Spectas  nos,  Philomuse,  cum  lavamuTy 
Et  quare  mihi  tarn  mutoniati 
Bint  leves  pueri,  subinde  qusdris* 
Dicam  simpliciter  tibi  roganti : 
Fffidicant,  rhilomuse,  curiosos. 

0  Filomuso,  tu  ci  osservi  quando  ci  laviamo ;  ed  indi  ^im^i^^i 
perche  io  abbia  dei  teneri  ragazzi  tanto  mentolatu  Te  lo  dir^ 
caadidamente  poiohe  1  cerchi ;  o  Filomuso,  essi  pedicano  i  curioaL 

LIIT.      TO  rAUSTUS. 

1  do  not  know,  Faustus,  what  it  is  that  you  write  to  so 
many  girls.  But  this  I  know,  that  no  girl  writes  anything 
to  you. 

We  know  not  why  you  for  the  fair 
So  many  billet-doux  prepare; 
But  this  we  know :  A  bulet-doux 
No  fair  one  ever  penn'd  for  you. 


LXT.    TO'  jrsTnfrs. 

Six  hundred  people  are  invited  to  dine  with  you,  Juatinus, 
to  celebrate  the  day  on  which  you  first  saw  the  light ;  and 
amongst  these,  I  remember,  I  used  once  not  to  be  the  last ; 
nor  was  my  position  attended  with  envy.  But  your  intention 
now  is  to  offer  me  the  honours  of  your  festive  board  to-morrow; 
to-day  you  have  a  birth-day  for  the  hundreds,  to-morrow  you 
will  hare  one  for  me. 


BOOK  ZI.]  lFieSAM0.  529 

Justin,  upon  thy  solemn  birth-day  feast, 

No  fewer  than  six  hundred  were  thy  guest : 

Amonf  the  which,  times  past,  I  had  t£e  grace 

To  hold,  unenyy*d,  no  inferior  place : 

But  now,  to  th'  relics  of  the  second  day, 

If  so  I  like,  to  be  thy  guest  I  may. 

Unto  six  hundred  bom,  to-day,  then  be. 

To-morrow  first  thou  shalt  be  bom  to  me.  Anon, 

LIVT.      TO  TACEBRA. 

You  are  an  informer,  a  calumniator,  a  forger,  a  secret 
agent,  a  slave  to  the  unclean,  and  a  trainer  of  gladiators.  I 
-wonder,  Vacerra,  why  you  Save  no  money. 

Thou  art  a  slanderer  and  delator, 

False  dealer,  pimp,  and  fornicator : 

Where  such  rare  parts  and  trades  are  found, 

I  wonder  much,  tny  purse  does  not  abound.       Aium* 

You  an  informer  are,  and  a  back-biter ; 

A  common  sharper,  and  a  hackney  writer ; 

A  whore-master,  and  mabter  of  defence ; 

Jack  of  all  trades ;  strange  !  that  you  want  the  pence ! 

LXVII.      TO  MABO. 

You  give  me  nothing  while  you  are  living ;  you  say  that 
you  will  give  me  something  at  your  death.  If  you  are  not  a 
fool,  Maro,  you  know  what  I  desire. 

Maro,  youll  give  me  nothing  while  you  live, 
But  after  death  you  cry  then,  then  you'll  give : 
If  thou  art  not  indeed  tum*d  anrant  ass. 
Thou  know'st  what  I  desire  to  come  to  pass. 

Fletcher. 
Alive  you  give  me  nought,  you  say  you  will 
At  death :  you  know  my  wish,  if  you  have  skill.    May, 

You  nothing  give  me  now :  when  you  expire 

You  promise  all. — You  know  what  I  desire.        Hay. 

LXYin.      TO  HATHO. 

You  ask  but  small  favours  of  your  great  &iends;  yet 
your  great  friends  refuse  you  even  small  ravours.  That  you 
may  feel  less  ashamed,  Matho,  ask  great  favours. 

An  ensign's  post  you  ask ;  and  that's  denied : 

Ask  for  a  coloners ;  less  'twill  hurt  your  prida.     Hay, 

2  M 


580  mabtial'b 

lxix.    bfitaph  on  a  hottil^d  kahbd  ltdia. 

Nurtured  among  the  trainers  of  the  amphitheatre,  bred  up 
for  the  chace,  fierce  in  the  forest,  gentle  in  the  house,  I  was 
called  Lydia,  a  most  faithful  attendant  upon  m7  master 
Dexter,  who  would  not  have  preferred  to  me  the  hound  of 
Erigone,  or  the  dog  which  followed  Cephalus  from  the 
land  of  Crete,  and  was  translated  with  him  to  the  stars  of  the 
light-bringing  goddess.  I  died,  not  of  length  of  years,  nor  of 
useless  old  age,  as  was  the  fate  of  the  hound  of  Ulysses  ;  I  was 
killed  by  the  fiery  tooth  of  a  foaming  boar,  as  huge  as  that  of 
Calydon  or  that  of  Erymanthus.  Nor  do  I  complain,  thoogh 
thus  prematurely  hurried  to  the  shades  below ;  I  could  not 
have  died  a  nobler  death. 

I  trained  was,  by  masters  of  the  game, 

r  the  field  no  hound  more  fierce,  i'  the  house  more  tame ; 

Lydia  my  Dame,  my  owner's  right  hand  held, 

£digone*s  dog  not  me  in  faith  excelFd, 

Nor  Lelaps  yet,  for  whose  great  truth  'tis  told* 

By  Jove  among  the  stars  he  was  enrollM. 

Like  Argus  a  long  life  I  did  not  npend 

In  sloth,  by  useless  age  brought  to  my  end : 

But  the  fierce  tusks  of  an  ennig^d  boar, 

Like  that  of  Calydon,  my  entrails  tore. 

Nor  of  my  early  death  do  I  complain, 

A  nobler  fisite  I  could  no  way  sustain.  Amm. 

LXX.      TO   TTJOCA. 

Can  you,  Tucca,  sell  these  slaves  whom  you  bought  for  a 
hundred  thousand  sesterces  a-piece?  Can  you  sell  the 
weeping  despots  of  your  affections,  Tucca  ?  Do  neither  their 
caresses  nor  their  words  and  untutored  lamentations  move 
you  *r '  K  a  quantity  of  hard  cash  is  your  obj ect,  sell  your  plate, 
yoiur  tables,  your  myrrhine  vases,  your  estate,  your  house. 
Sell  your  old  slaves,  sell  too  your  hereditary  lands;  sell 
everything,  wretched  man,  to  avoid  selling  your  young 
favourites.  It  was  extravagance  to  buy  them ;  who  denies 
or  doubts  it  P — ^but  it  is  far  greater  extravagance  to  sell  them.'' 

^  Ah  facinns !  tnmc4  patet  ingnen  utrinque  leratA, 
Inspicilurque  tuA  mentnia  facta  mano. 
*  Comp.  B.  u.  Bp.  63. 


BOOK  XI.]  XFieBAMfl.  681 

LZXI.      OK  LEDA. 

Hystericam  vetulo  se  dixerat  esse  marito, 

Et  queritur  futui  Leda  necesse  sibi : 
Sed  flens,  atque  gemens  tanti  iiegat  esse  salutem, 

Seque  refert  potius  proposuisse  mori. 
Yir  TOgut  ut  viyat,  yirides  nee  deserat  annos, 

Et  neri,  quod  jam  non  facit  ipse,  sinit. 
Frotinus  accedunt  medici,  medicseque  recedunt, 

Tollunturque  pedes  :  O  medicina  gravis  ! 

Leda  disse  al  suo  vecchio  marito  che  era  isterica,  e  si  lagnava 
aver  necessiti  d'esser  immembrata :  ma  piangendo,  e  gemendo  non 
vuole  che  la  sua  salute  gli  Cost!  tanto,  e  disse  che  s'era  piutosto  de- 
terminata  a  morire.  II  marito  la  pr^a  che  viva,  ne  peroa  i  giovenili 
suoi  anni ;  e  permette  che  si  faccia  cio  ch'  esso  mii  non  puo.  In- 
contanente  i  medici  s'accostano,  e  le  mediche  s'allontanano,  i  piedi 
■ono  alzati  in  alto ;  oh  la  dispiacevol  medicina !  OragUa. 

Laeda  complained  to  her  old  man  that  she 

Was  chok^  un  in  her  womb,  and  cured  must  be, 

But  weeps  ana  whines  her  health's  not  so  much  worth. 

And  rather  choose  to  die  than  thus  hold  forth. 

The  poor  man  begs  her  live,  her  youth  run  on, 

And  what  he  could  not  suffers  to  be  done. 

Hence  male  physicians  come,  and  female  fly 

A  clyster  then :  O  mighty  remedy !  Fletcher. 

LXXn.      OK  KATA. 

Drauci  Natta  sui  vocat  pipinnam, 
GollatuB  cui  Gallus  est  rriapus. 

Nata  chiama  pipinna  quella  del  suo  dranco,  alia  quale  Priapo  con 
frontato  e  un  Gallo.  GrayUa, 

LZXin.      TO  LTGDUS. 

Yenturam  juras  semper  mihi,  Lygde,  roganti, 
Constitiiisque  horam,  constituisque  locum. 

Cum  frustrajacui  louga  prurigine  tentus, 
Succurrit  pro  te  ssepe  sinistra  mihi. 

Quid  precer,  o  faUax,  mentis,  et  raoribus  istis  P 
IJmbellam  luscae,  Lygde,  feras  dominse. 

O  Ligdo,  sempre  prometti  a  me  richiedente  di  venire,  e  fissi  Tora 
e  '1  luogo.  Quando  teso  da  una  lu&ga  prurigine  ho  inutilmente 
giaciuto^  iowente  in  vece  tua  la  deetra  mia  suplisce.      Che  t'au- 

2m2 


53i  mabtial'b 

gurero,  o  traditore,  per  qnesti  taoi  meriti  e  costumi  ?     Che  to,  o 
Ligdo,  pert!  rombrella  della  lusca  signora.  GragUa. 

LXXIT.      OK  BACCARA.. 

Curandum  peuem  commisit  Baccara  gmecus 
BiTali  medico ;  Baccara  Gallus  erit. 

Baccara  Greco  confide  al  medico  suo  rivale  il  pene  acCio  1  cuiasse : 
Baccara  diverra  Oalla  QragUa 

LIXT.      TO   CiELIA. 

Theca  tectus  aenea  lavatur 
Tecum,  Cslia,  fervus.     Ut  quid,  oro, 
Non  sit  cum  citharcddus,  aut  choraules  ? 
Non  vis,  ut  puto,  mentulam  videre. 
Quare  cum  populo  lavaris  ergo  ? 
Omnes  an  tibi  nos  sumus  spadones  ? 
Ergo,  ne  videaris  invidere, 
Servo,  GsBlia,  fibulam  remitte. 

II  tuo  servo,  o  Celia,  si  lava  teco,  coperto  con  uno  stucchio  di  rame. 
A  che  questo,  ti  prego,  non  essendo  n^  chitaredo,  o  suonator  di 

SiffaroP  Non  vuoi,  come  penso,  vedergli  la  mentola.  Perche 
unque  ti  lavi  tu  col  popolo  P  Ti  siamo  noi  forse  tutU  spadoni  ? 
Dunque,  affinche  tu  non  paja  che  f  invidiamo,  togli  via,  o  Celia,  la 
fibula  al  servo.  Qraglia. 

LIXVI.      TO   PAOTXTS. 

You  oblige  me  to  pay  you  eighty  pounds,  Pactus,  because 
Bucco  has  occasioned  you  the  loss  of  sixteen  hundred.  Let 
me  not,  I  pray  you,  suffer  for  faults  not  my  own.  It  is 
ratber  for  you,  wno  can  support  the  loss  of  sixteen  hundred, 
to  submit  to  that  of  eighty. 

Ten  pounds,  I  owe,  you  call  for  in  a  pet, 

Because  Tom  broke  two  hundred  in  your  debt. 

Hard !  I  should  bear  the  faults  of  other  men ; 

You,  who  could  lose  two  hundred,  pray  lose  ten.      Say, 

LXXVn.      ON  TACSBBA. 

Yacerra,  while  passing  his  hours  in  everybody's  dining- 
room,  and  sitting  there  aJ^  day  long,  desires  not  to  empty  his 
beUy,  but  to  fiH  it.i 

^  Compescende  alvi  gratia  sedere,  et  remanere,  se  fingabat,  ut  i&vitaz«^J 
cam  coena  essit  ixistnicta. 


BOOK  XI.]  in&BAMS.  988 

LZXYIII.      TO  TICTOB, 

Utere  foemineis  complexibus,  utere  Victor, 

Ignotumque  sibi  mentula  discat  opus. 
Flammea  texuntur  sponssB,  jam  virgo  parata  est : 

Tondebit  pueros  jam  nova  nupta  tuos. 
Fffidicare  semel  cupido  dabit  ilia  marito, 

Dum  metuit  teli  vulnera  prima  novi. 
SsBpius  hoc  fieri  nutrix,  materque  vetabuut, 

Et  dicent,  uxor,  non  puer,  ista  tihi  est. 
Heu  quaDtofl  sestus,  quantos  patiere  labores, 

Si  fuerit  cunnus  res  peregrina  tibi ! 
Ergo  SuboransB  tironem  trade  magistr®. 

Ilia  virum  faciet :  non  bene  virgo  docet. 

Fa  USD,  o  Yittore,  fa  use  dei  feminei  amplessi,  e  la  mentoia  impari 
l*opra  ad  essa  ignota.  Le  spose  sono  coperte  con  veil,  di  gia  la 
vergine  h  preparata :  subbito  la  nuova  maritata  toseri  i  tuoi  ragazzi. 
£8sa  dara  una  volta  da  pedicare  all'  avido  marito,  mentre  teme  le 
prime  ferite  del  nuovo  strale.  La  nutrice  e  la  madre  vieteramio  che 
cid  si  facia  troppo  sowente,  e  diranno  questa  ti  e  moglie,  non  ra- 
gazzo.  Oh  quanti  fnrori  e  quanti  stenti  se  11  c-no  sara  a  te  cosa 
nuova !  Dunque  consegnati  qual  novizo  ad  ima  Suburana  maestxa. 
Quella  ti  far&  esperto  :  una  vergine  insegna  cio  malamente. 

Qraglia. 

LZXIX.      TO  PAETU8,   OK  THE   SL0WKE8S   OP  HIS   MULES. 

For  arriving  only  at  the  first  mHestone  after  nine  hours' 
travelling,  I  am  charged  with  idleness  and  inactivity.  The 
fault  is  not  mine,  I  assure  you,  but  your  own,  in  sending  me 
Huch  mules,  Faetus. 

From  Kew  to  town  four  hours  I  spent :  you  rail, 

Ab  if  I  travell'd  slower  than  a  snail. 

The  road  was  good :  not  I,  but  you,  to  blame, 

Who  sent  the  equipage  in  which  I  came.  Hay. 

LXXX.      TO  FLAGCTTB,   AT   BAIJB. 

Though,  FlaccuB,  I  were  to  praise  BaiaB,  golden  shore  of 
the  blessed  Venus,  Bai»,  kind  gift  of  Nature  who  is  proud  of 
it,  in  a  thousand  verses,,  yet  would  not  Baite  be  praised 
as  it  deserves.    But,  Flaccus,  I  prefer  Martial'  to  Baie. 

^  That  if,  himself.  He  had  rather  mind  his  own  business  at  home, 
than  join  Flaccus  at  Bai»,  to  be  enervated  by  iU  luxury. 


534  kabtial'8 

To  wish  for  both  at  once  would  be  presumptuous.  But 
if,  by  the  kindness  of  the  gods,  that  blessing  were 
granted  jou,  what  happiness  would  it  be  to  enjoy  Martial's 
powers  and  the  climate  of  Bai®  at  the  same  time ! 

LXXXI.      OK  AK   OLD  HAK  AlTD    AK  SITinrCH. 

Cum  sene  communem  vezat  spado  Dindymus  .^glen, 

Et  jacet  in  medio  sicca  puelia  toro : 
Yiribus  hie  operi  non  est,  hie  inutilis  annis. 

Ergo  sine  effectu  prurit  uterque  labor. 
Supplex  ilia  rogat  pro  se,  misensque  duobus, 

Hunc  juvenem  facias,  hunc,  Cy therea,  virum. 

L*eunuco  Dindimo  vessa  Egle  in  comune  con  un  veccbio,  e  la 
giovane  giace  assiuta  in  mezzo  al  letto :  quelle  non  ha  Tigore  all' 
opra,  questo  inutile  per  gli  annL  Di  modo  che  gli  sforzi  &!!'  odo 
e  dell'  altro  incitano  senza  effetto.  Essa  supplichevole  prega  per  se, 
e  per  i  due  sfortunati,  che  Citerea  renda  questo  giovane,  e  quelle 
uomo.  QragUa. 

LXXXII.      OK  PHILOSTBATUS. 

Philostratus,  returning  to  his  lodging  late  at  night,  from  a 
feast  at  Sinuessa,  famed  for  its  waters,  very  nearly  lost  his 
life,  imitating  Elpenor^  in  his  cruel  fate,  by  rolling  headlong 
down  the  whole  length  of  a  flight  of  stairs.  He  would  not, 
ye  nj'mphs  of  Sinuessa,  have  incurred  so  great  a  danger,  had 
ne  in  preference  drunk  of  your  waters.* 

At  Bristol,  Tom  from  the  mayor's  feast  was  led : 

And  home  retum'd,  was  going  up  to  bed : 

From  the  stair-head  he  l&e  £lpenor  fell ; 

Andi  like  Elpenor,  almost  dropped  to  hell. 

My  sober  friend !  reflect  upon  this  matter ! 

How  safe  are  you  who  drink  but  Bristol  water !      Hay, 

LXXXIII.      TO   80SIBIAKUS. 

Nobody  lodges  in  your  house  gratis,  unless  he  be  rich  and 
childless.     No  one,  Sosibianus,  lets  lodgings  to  more  profit. 

Gratis  your  house  old  bachelors  frequent : 

Yet  none  can  let  a  house  at  higher  rent.  Hay. 

'  Who  was  killed  by  falling  from  the  roof  of  Circe's  cave.  OdyM.  B. 
X.  550. 

'  Which  were  said  to  hnre  such  a  sobering  effect,  that  they  cured  evea 
madness.    Plin.  H.  N.  zxxi.  2. 


BOOK  XI.]  IPIORAHB.  535 

LXXXIT.      ON  ANTIOCHVB,   AK  TTKSKILFUL  BABBXB. 

Let  him  who  does  not  wish  yet  to  descend  to  the  waters  ol 
Stjx,  avoid,  if  he  be  wise,  the  barber  Antiochns.  The  knives 
with  which,  when  the  maddened  troop  of  Cjbele*s  priests 
rage  to  the  sound  of  Phrygian  measures,  their  white  arms 
are  lacerated,  are  less  cruel  than  the  razor  of  Antiochus. 
More  gently  does  Alcon  cut  a  strangulated  hernia,  and  hew 
broken  bones  with  his  rude  hand.  Antiochus  should  deal 
with  needy  Cynics,  and  the  beards  of  Stoics,  and  denude 
the  necks  of  norses  of  their  dusty  manes.  If  he  were  to 
shave  Prometheus  imder  the  Scythian  rock,  the  Titan  would 
again,  with  bared  breast,  demand  his  executioner  the  vulture. 
Fentheus  would  flee  to  his  mother,  Orpheus  to  the  priestesses 
of  Bacchus,  were  they  to  hear  but  a  sound  from  the  bar- 
barous weapon  of  Antiochus.  All  these  scars,  that  you 
count  upon  my  chin,  like  those  that  sit  upon  the  brow  of  an 
aged  boxer,  were  not  produced  by  the  naik  of  an  enraged 
mfe,  but  by  the  steel  and  cursed  hand  of  Antiochus. 
Of  all  animals  the  goat  alone  has  any  sense ;  he  wears  his 
beard,  that  he  may  not  risk  himselt  under  the  hands  of 
Antiochus. 

You,  who  wish  not  to  die  before  your  hour, 

TruBt  not  your  face  to  barber  Scrapeill's  power. 

A  soldier's  skin  is  less  severely  rent, 

Who  runs  the  gantlope  through  his  regiment. 

Hawkins  by  far  cuts  easier  for  the  stone ; 

And  any  surgeon  sets  a  broken  bone. 

A  barber,  fit  for  beggars  in  a  lane ; 

To  dock  a  horse's  tan,  or  cut  his  mane. 

A  felon,  martyred  by  such  hands  as  these, 

Wduld  call  upon  the  hangman's  hand  for  ease. 

Debtors  for  refuge  would  to  bailifb  fiy. 

And  tars  to  press-ganes,  when  his  razor 's  nigh. 

Look  on  these  scars !  now  movingly  they  speak ! 

And  seem  as  I  were  burnt  in  either  cheek ! 

Not  of  an  angry  wife  they  records  stand ; 

But  Scrapeill's  razor,  and  his  bungling  hand. 

A  eoat  is  wisest  of  the  brutish  herd ; 

Who,  to  avoid  a  Scrapeill,  wears  his  beard.  Hay. 

LXXXT.      TO   ZOILUS. 

Sidere  percussa  est  subito  tibi,  Zoile,  lingua, 
Dum  lingis  certe,  Zoile,  nunc  futues. 


6d6  M1ATTAL*8 

ImproYuamentet  o  Zoilo,  t*  ^  da  on  oonta^o  percoiu  la  linj^s. 
mentre  lingi  il  c-no,  o  Zoilo,  ora  immembrerai.  GragUa, 

LXXXYI.       TO   PABTHBKOPiBrB. 

To  relieve  your  throat,  Parthenopssus,  which  is  incessantly 
inflamed  by  a  severe  cough,  your  doctor  prescribes  honey ,  and 
nuts,  and  sweet  cakes,  and  everything  that  is  given  to  chil- 
dren to  prevent  them  from  being  unruly.  But  you  do  not 
give  over  coughing  all  day  long.  A  cough  is  not  your 
malady,  Parthenopseus ;  it  is  gluttony. 

Your  cough  the  doctor  and  your  sharp  Rhumis  rage 
Which  your  chopps  dayly  yexes  to  asswadge, 
Prescribes  you  honey,  pine-nutts,  and  sweate  pastes. 
And  what  e'er  pleases  children's  liquorish  tastes. 
To  cough  all  day  for  this  you  do  not  cease : 
No  cough,  but  gluttony^  is  your  disease. 

Old  MS.  \^th  OemL 

That  thy  doctor  may  assuage 

Thy  jaws,  whose  cough  doth  seem  to  rage 

Daily,  Parthenopsus,  he 

Commands  that  they  shall  give  to  thee 

Life^honny,  kernels,  and  sweet  cakes, 

That  every  boy  unbidden  takes. 

But  day  by  day  thy  coush  grows  more  on  thee ; 

This  is  no  cough ;  I  fear  tis  gluttony.  Fletcher, 

LXXXVTI.      TO    CHABIDEMTJS. 

Dives  eras  quondam  :  sed  tunc  peedico  fuisti, 

Et  tibi  nulla  diu  foemina  not  a  fuit. 
Nunc  sectaris  anus.     O  quantum  cogit  egestas ! 

Bla  fututorem  te,  Charideme,  facit. 

Altre  volte  eri  ricco :  ma  allora  eri  un  pedicone,  e  per  lungo  tempo 
veruna  donna  ^  da  te  conosciuta.  Ora  insegui  le  vecchie.  Oh 
quanto  la  miseria  costringe !  essa,  o  Caridemo,  ti  fa  immemhratore. 

OragUa. 

LXZXnil.      ON   CHA.BISIAiar8. 

Multis  jam,  Lupe,  posse  se  diebus 
Pffidicare  negat  Charisianus 
Oaussam  cum  modo  qmererent  sodales : 
Yentrem  dixit  habere  se  solutum. 

O  Lupo,  Carisiano  dice  di  non  poter  pedicare  gi&  da  moiti  giomi. 
Dimandandogliene  pooo  fk  i  compagni  la  cagione,  disse  che  aveva 
la  diarrea.  Oraglia, 


BOOK  XI.]  XPIOKiLMi.  •  687 

LXXXIX.      TO   POLLA. 

Whj  do  you  send  me,  PoUa,  wreaths  of  rosea  th&t  are  quite 
fresh  ?    I  would  rather  have  roses  that  you  have  handled. 

Fresh  yirgin  chaplets  why  send  you  to  me  P 
Roses  roll'd  m  your  hand  would  sweeter  bee. 

Old  MS,  16M  Cent. 

XC.      TO   CHBEBTILLTJS,   AK   ABSUBB  APMIB£B   OF   THB 

OLD    POETS. 

You  approve  of  no  verses  that  run  with  a  smooth  cadence, 
but  of  those  only  that  vault  as  it  were  over  hills  and 
crags;  and  a  line  such  as  this,  Luceilei  columella  heic 
situ*  Meirophan*  est,  "Luciliu8*s  right  hand,  Metrophanes, 
lies  here,''  is  of  more  value  in  your  eyes  than  a  poem  of 
Homer;  and  you  read  with  ecstasy  such  words  as  terrai 
frugiferaiy  "  the  fruit- producing  earth,"  as  well  as  all  that 
Attius  and  Pacuvius  have  sputtered  forth.  Do  you  wish  me 
to  imitate  these  old  poets,  Cbrestillus,  whom  you  so  much 
admire  P     Confound  me,  if  I  think  you  know  what  vigour  is.^ 

XOI.      BPITA.FH   07   OA.KAOE. 

Canace,  one  of  the  daughters  of  JBolis,  lies  buried  in  this 
tomb,  a  little  child  whose  seventh  winter  was  her  last.  '*  O 
shame!  O  dire  flEkte  !"  why  are  you  in  haste,  traveller,  to 
weep  P  We  do  not  here  complain  of  the  shortness  of  life ; 
sadder  than  death  itself  was  the  manner  of  it ;  a  horrid 
disease  destroyed  her  face,  and  seized  upon  her  delicate 
mouth.  The  cruel  foe  devoured  her  very  lips,  nor  was 
her  body  consigned  entire  to  the  funeral  pile.  If  the  fates 
intended  to  fall  on  her  with  such  headlong  violence,  they 
should  have  come  in  some  other  form.  But  death  hastened 
to  close  the  passage  of  her  sweet  voice,  lest  Jier  tongue 
should  dissuade  the  stem  goddesses  from  their  purpose. 

Within  this  tombe  faire  Canace  is  plac%  - 

To  whom  her  seventh  winter  was  her  last. 

0  dire  mischance !  Reader,  why  weepest  thou  there  ? 

Tis  not  her  short  life  that  demands  thy  teare. 

Deaths  manner^s  worse  than  death ;  the  dire  disease 

Beset  her  face,  her  tender  mouth  did  seize. 


538  •  maktial'b 

The  monster  sickenesae  striVd  a  kisse  to  have. 

Her  &ire  lips  went  not  wholly  to  the  graye. 

If  fates  so  soone  had  meant  to  stop  her  breath, 

Thev  should  haye  come  some  other  way.    But  death 

Made  haste  her  tongues  sweet  musicke  to  prevent, 

Lest  that  should  m^Le  the  flintie  fates  relent.  May^ 

XCII.      TO   ZOILUS. 

He  speakB  erroneouslj,  Zoilus,  who  calla  you  vicioua 
Tou  are  not  yicious,  Zoilus,  bat  vice  itself. 

Zoilus  he  lied  that  call'd  thee  vicious  elf, 

Thou  art  not  vicious,  but  art  vice  itself.  Fleicher. 

Who  calls  you  vicious,  lies.    You,  Zoilus,  are 

Not  vicious,  but  pure  vice  itself,  I  swear.  Wr^ki^ 

He  says  not  right,  who  says  that  you  are  evil : 

You  an  ill  man ! — ^you  are  a  yery  deviL  Hiay, 

XCIII.      ON   THEODOKITB,   A.  BAD   POET. 

The  flames  have  destroyed  the  Pierian  dwelling  of  the  bard 
Theodoras.  Is  this  agreeable  to  you,  ye  mases,  and  tboii, 
Phoebus?  Oh  shame,  oh  great  wrong  and  scandal  of  the 
gods,  that  house  and  householder  were  not  burned  together ! 

Flames  Theodore's  Pierian  roofs  did  seize. 

Can  this  Apollo,  this  the  Muses,  please  ? 

O  oversight  of  gods !  O  dire  disaster ! 

To  bum  the  harmless  house,  and  spare  the  master. 


Poor  poet  Dogrers  house  consumed  by  fire ! 

Is  the  Muse  pleased  ?  or  father  of  the  lyre  ? 

O  cruel  fate !  what  injury  you  do 

To  bum  the  house !  and  not  the  master  too !  Say, 

XCIV.      ON   ▲  JEW,   ▲  BIYAIi   POET. 

As  for  the  fact  that  you  are  exceedingly  envious  and  eyeij- 
where  carping  at  my  writings,  I  pardon  you,  circumcised 
poet ;  you  have  your  reasons.  Nor  am  I  at  all  concerned 
that,  while  carping  at  my  verses,  you  steal  them ;  for  this  too, 
circumcised  poet,  you  have  your  reasons.  I^s  howeyer, 
circumcised  poet,  annoys  me,  that,  though  you  were  bom  in 
the  heart  of  Jerusalem,  you  attempt  to  seduce  the  object  of 
my  affections     You  deny  that  such  is  the  case,  and  swear  by 


BOOK  XI.]  SPI0Si.MS.  589 

the  temples  of  Jupiter.     I  do  not  believe  you ;  swear,  circum« 
cised  poet,  hy  Anchialus.^ 

ICT.      TO   FLACCUS. 

Incideris  quoties  in  basia  fellatorum, 
In  Bolio  puto  te  mergere,  Elacce,  caput. 

Ogni  Yolta  cfae  t*  imbatti  nei  bacci  del  fellatori,  io  m'  immaginoy 
o  Flacco,  che  immergi  11  capo  in  un  tino.  GhragUa, 

XCTI.      TO   A   OEBMAir,  FBETENTIKG  A.  BOMAK  YOTTTH  TBOH 

nvrsrsisQt  OF  the   habtiak  wateb,  while  he  dbunk 

IT  himself. 

It  is  the  Martian  fountain,'  and  not  the  Bhine,  that  rises 
nere,  German.  Why  do  you  stand  in  the  boy*s  way,  and  keep 
him  back  from  the  water  of  the  rich  well  ?  Barbarian,  a 
fountain  belonging  to  the  conquerors  should  not  allay  the 
thirst  of  a  captive  slave,  to  the  exclusion  of  a  citizen. 

XCTII.      TO   TELESILLJU 

Una  nocte  quater  possum :  sed  quatuor  annis 
Si  possum,  peream,  te  Thelesilla  semel. 

n  P0880  quatro  volte  in  una  notte:  ma  possa  io  morire  se  in 
quatr  anni  u  poeso  teco  una  volta,  o  Telefilla.  ChragUa. 

XCVIII.      TO   FLACCUS. 

It  is  impossible,  Haccus,  to  avoid  the  kissers.  They 
press  upon  you,  thejr  delay  you,  they  pursue  you,  they  run 
against  you,  on  all  sides,  from  every  direction,  and  in  every 
place.  No  malignant  iilcer  will  protect  you  from  them,  no 
inflamed  pimples,  or  diseased  chin,  or  ugly  tetter,  or  lips 
smeared  with  oily  cerate,  or  drop  at  the  cold  nose.  They 
kiss  you  when  you  are  hot  and  when  you  are  cold ;  they 
kiss  you. when  you  are  reserving  your  kiss  for  your  wife. 
To  envelope  your  head  in  a  hood  will  not  avail  you ;  nor  to 
secure  your  litter  with  skins  and  curtains,  nor  will  a  chair 
closed  again  and  again  be  any  defence  to  you ;  the  kisser 

Supposed  to  be  a  corraption  of  the  Hebrew,  hVk  "^Tidk  **  as  the  Lom 
liTeth,"  the  Romans  supposing  that  the  Jews,  when  they  pronounced  those 
words,  uttered  the  name  of  some  deity,  which  they  wrote  Anchialus. 
*  See  B.  vi.  £p.  42. 


640  KAJITIAL*8 

will  find  an  entrance  througli  eyery  cbink.     Not  the  oaaasal* 
ship  itself,  nor  the  tribunate,  nor  the  Bix  fasoes,'  nor  the 

?roud  rod  of  the  noisy  lictor,  will  drive  off  the  kisser. 
hough  you  be  sitting  on  the  lofty  tribunal,  and  laying  down 
the  law  to  nations  from  the  curule  chair,  the  iisser  will 
climb  up  to  either  place ;  he  will  kiss  you  in  a  feyer  or  in  tears ; 
he  wUl  kiss  you  while  you  are  yawning  and  swimming ;  he 
will  kiss  you  when  you  are  at  stool.  The  sole  remedy  for 
the  evil  is,  to  make  him,  whom  you  would  not  wish  to  ki$a, 
your  friend. 

There  are  no  means  the  kissing  tribe  to  shun, 
They  meet  you,  stop  you,  after  you  they  run, 
Press  you  before,  behind,  to  each  side  cleave, 
No  place,  no  time,  no  men,  exempted  leave ; 
A  dropping  nose,  salved  lips,  can  none  reprieve, 
Gangrenes,  foul  running  sores,  no  one  relieve ; 
They  kiss  you  in  a  sweat,  or  starv'd  with  cold* 
Lovers  their  mistress*  kisses  cannot  hold ; 
A  chair  is  no  defence,  with  curtains  guarded^ 
With  door  and  windows  shut,  and  closely  warded* 
The  kissers,  through  a  chink  will  find  a  way, 
Presume  the  tribune,  consul's  self,  to  stay ; 
Nor  can  the  awful  rods,  or  Lictoi^s  mace, 
His  stounding  voice  away  these  kissers  chace, 
But  they  '11  ascend  the  Rostra,  curale  chair. 
The  judges  kiss,  while  they  s^ve  sentence  diere. 
Those  laugh  they  kiss,  and  those  that  sigh  and  weep; 
Tis  all  the  same  whether  you  laugh  or  weep ; 
Those  who  do  bathe,  or  recreate  in  pool, 
^Who  are  withdrawn  to  ease  themselves  at  stooL 
Against  this  plague  I  know  no  fence,  but  this : 
Make  him  thy  finend  whom  thou  abhorr'st  to  kiss. 

XCIX.      TO   LESBIA. 

De  cathedra  quoties  surgis,  jam  ssspe  notavi, 

Fssdicant  miseram,  Lesbia,  te  tunicee. 
Quas  cum  conata  es  dextra,  conata  sinistra 

Vellere,  cum  lacrymis  eximis,  et  gemitu. 
Sic  constringuntur  gemina  symplegade  culi, 

Et  Minyas  intrant,  Cyaneasque  nates. 
Emendare  cupis  vitium  deforme  ?  doeebo ; 

Lesbia,  nee  surgas  censeo,  nee  sedeas. 

^  Carried  before  the  pretof. 


BOOK  XI.]  XPIORiJCS.  Ml 

Ogni  Tolta  che  ti  abd  da  sedere,  oome  piu  Tolte  notai,  le  tuniche, 
o  Lesbia,  te  sciag^urata  pedicano  :  che  tu  or  coUa  destra,  or  colla  sin- 
istra ti  sei  sforzata  SYellere  con  eran  lagrime  e  lamentL  Cdsi  Bono 
ease  rinserrate  dalle  gemini  simplegadi  del  tuo  culo,  ed  entrano  fra 
le  natiche  Minle  e  Cianee.  Vuoi  tu  emendare  il  deforme  yido  ?  te 
rinsegnero ;  son  di  sentimento  che  tu,  o  Lesbia,  ne  stii  in  piedi,  ne 
siedL  QragUa. 

0.      TO   rLACCTIS. 

I  have  no  fancy,  Flaccus,  for  a  mistress  extraordinarilj 
thin,  who  can  make  my  rings  serve  her  for  bracelets ;  who 
scrapes  me  with  her  mps  and  pricks  ipe  with  her  knees; 
whose  loins  are  rough  as  a  saw,  or  sharp  as  a  lance.  .Yet  I 
have  no  taste  for  a  mistress  weighing  a  thousand  pounds ;  I 
am.  a  lover  of  flesh,  but  not  of  fat.    . 

My  mistress  Fd  not  have  so  thin, 

A  ring  her  armes  might  compass  in ; 

Whose  haunch  or  knee  my  sides  might  weare, 

Her  back  a  saw,  her  rump  a  speare  $ 

Yet  her  a  cart-loade  I'd  not  have ; 

Tis  solid  flesh,  not  fiatt,  I  crave.      Old  MS.  Wh  Cent. 

OT.      TO    PLACCUS. 

And  have  you  been  able,  Elaccus,  to  see  the  slender  Thais  ? 
Then,  Flaccus,  I  suspect  you  can  see  what  is  invisible. 

CII.      TO    LYDIA. 

• 

He  told  no  untruth,  Lydia,  who  informed  me  that  you 
have  a  handsome  face,  but  devoid  of  expression.  It  is  so ; 
your  face  would  always  look  handsome,  if  you  would  but  be 
silent,  and  st  as  mute  as  a  waxen  image,  or  a  picture.  But 
whenever  you  speak,  Lydia,  all  your  beauty  flies,  and  no 
tongue  does  more  damage  to  its  owner  than  yours.  Have  a 
care  lest  the  »dile  see  and  hear  you ;  it  is  portentous  when 
a  statue  speaks. 

He  lied  not,  Lydia,  who  pronounced  thee  fair,  • 

For  flesh  and  blood  none  may  with  thee  compare. 

This  is  most  true  while  thou  dost  silent  stand. 

Like  some  rare  piece  of  a  ereat  master's  hand. 

But  when  thou  speak'st,  e^n  such  thy  beauty's  gone, 

And  their  own  ton^e  none  ever  so  cud  wrong. 

Let  not  the  ^dile  near  thee  silence  break : 

It  IB  a  portent  if  an  image  speak.  Anon.  1695. 


542  HAJITIAL*S 

Oni.      TO   BOPHBOHlllB. 

So  great  is  the  modesty  of  jour  mind  and  coantenance* 
Sophronios,  that  I  wonder  you  should  ever  have  become  a 

father. 

Thou  art  so  tame  and  simplci  on  my  life, 

I  wonder  how  thou  e*er  could'st  court  a  wife.      Awm^ 

CrV.      TO   HIS   WIFE. 

Uxor  yade  soras,  aut  moribus  utere  nostris : 

Non  ego  sum  Curius,  non  Numa,  non  Tatius. 
Me  jucunda  juvant  tractaa  per  pocula  noctes : 

Tu  properas  pota  surgere  tristis  aqua. 
Tu  tenebris  gandes :  me  ludere  teste  lucerna, 

Et  juvat  admissa  rumpere  luce  latus. 
Fascia  te,  tunicaeque  tegunt,  obscuraque  palla : 

At  mihi  nuda  satis  nulla  puella  patet. 
Basia  me  capiunt  blandas  imitata  columbas : 

Tu  mihi  das,  avias  qualia  mane  soles. 
Nee  motu  dignaris  opus,  nee  voce  juvare, 

Nee  digitis :  tanquam  thura,  merumque  pares. 
Masturbabantur  Phrygii  post  ostia  servi, 

Hectoreo  quoties  sederat  uxor  equo. 
Et  quamvis  Ithaco  stertente,  pudica  solebat 

lUic  Penelope  semper  habere  manum. 
Fffidicare  negauB  :  dabat  hoc  Cornelia  Graccho, 

Julia  Pompeio,  Portia,  Brute,  tibi. 
Dulcia  Dardanio  nondum  miscente  ministro 

Pocula,  Juno  fuit  pro  G-anymede  Jovi. 
Si  te  delectat  gravitas,  Lucretia  toto 

Sis  licet  usque  die :  Laida  nocte  volo 

Moglie  mia  ya  fuori,  o  pratica  i  nostri  costumi :  io  non  Bono  nc 
Curio,  ne  Numa,  ne  Tazio.  A  me  piacciono  le  notti  scorae  fra  i 
giocondi  bicchieri :  tu,  bevuta  dell  acqua,  t'affiretti  partire  seriosa. 
Tu  ti  piaci  nelle  tenebre :  a  me  scherzare  che  la  lucema  mi  yeda,  e 
mi  piace,  approssimato  il  chiaro,  immembrare  a  piu  non  posso.  Una 
fascia  e  delle  tuniche  ti  coprono,  ed  un'  oscuro  manto :  ed  a  me 
nessuna  zitella  pare  abbaatanza  ignuda :  T  baci  simili  a  quelli  delle 
la^cive  colombe  m'alacciano :  tu  me  U  dai  quali  dar  buou  all'avola 
sul  mattino ;  ne  ti  degni  dar  piacere  col  moto,  ne  con  parole,  ne 
colle  mani :  e  ti  prepari  come  ad  ofirir  incenzi  e  libazioni.  I  Frigii 
seryi  masturbayano  dietro  le  porte,  ogni  yolta  che  la  moglie  sedeya 


BOOK  XI.]  EPTOBAKS.  543 

Bu  I'Etoreo  cayallo.  E  Itaco  quantunque  nissante,  la  pudica  Pe- 
nelope auoleva  aver  sempre  coU  la  mano.  Tu  ricusi  pedicare . 
Cornelia  accordava  cid  a  Gracco,  Qiulia  a  Pompeo,  e  Porzia  a  te, 
Bnito.  II  Dardanio  ministro  (juando  non  versava  i  dolci  bicchieri, 
Giunone  era  a  Gioye  in  vece  di  Ganimede.  Se  la  gravita  ti  diletta, 
siati  ledto  esser  Lucrezia  tutto  quanto  '1  giomo :  di  notte  ti  voglio 
una  Laide.  QragUa, 

Prythee  die  and  set  me  firee, 

Or  else  be 
Kind  and  brisk,  and  gay  like  me ; 
I  pretend  not  to  the  vise  ones, 

To  the  grave,  to  the  grave, 
Or  the  precise  ones. 

'Tis  not  cheeks,  nor  lips,  nor  eyes. 

That  I  prize, 
Quick  conceits,  or  sharp  replies, 
If  wise  thou  wilt  appear  and  knowing, 

Repartie,  repartie 
To  what  I  m  doing.  Sir  John  Denham. 

CT.      TO    OA.BBICTJS. 

You  used  to  send  me  a  pound ;  now,  Garricus,  you  send 
me  onlj  a  quarter ;  at  least,  Garricus,  let  it  be  half  a  pound. ^ 

CTI.      TO  TIBITJ8   MAXIMTTS. 

Yibius  Mazimus,  if  you  can  spare  time,  read  this  trifle ; 
for  you  have  little  to  do,  and  are  not  over  laborious* 
What,  do  you  pass  over  even  these  four  lines  ?  Well ! 
you  are  right. 

Vibius,  hast  an  hour  to  spare  ? 

On  these  lines  bestow  thy  care. 

But  labour  is  not  thy  delight, 

Thou*lt  pass  e'en  these  four  lines  P    Thou  *rt  right. 

Afum. 

OVII.      TO   BEPTIOIAirUS. 

You  send  me  back  my  book,  Septicianus,  as  if  it  had  been 
unrolled  down  to  its  very  end,  ana  read  through.  You  have 
read  everything;  I  believe  it,  I  know  it;  in  truth  I  am 
delighted.  In  the  same  manner  I  have  read  through  your 
five  books. 

1  An  intimation  that  Garricus  should  have  diminished  his  presents  by 
degrees ;  oompaie  B  viii.  Ep.  71. 


644  habtial's 


The  leases  all  foil'd,  some  tarn*d,  the  eomen 

Show  you've  perused  my  work,  which  you  return. 

I'm  glad  you^e  read  it  all ;  I  aee  'tis  true ; 

So  I  naye  read  five  Yolumes  writ  by  you.  Hay. 


OYIH.      TO  THE  BEADEB. 

Although,  reader,  you  may  well  be  tired  of  bo  long  a 
book,  you  still  want  a  few  more  distichs  from  me.  But 
Lupus*  demands  his  interest ;  and  my  copyists  theis  wages. 
Pay,^  reader.  You  are  silent ;  do  you  pretend  not  to  hear  F 
Then,  good  bye. 

With  my  long  book  thou  well  ma/st  glutted  be, 

Yet  thou  more  epigrams  exact*8t  of  me : 

But  Lupus  calls  for  use,  servants  for  pay, 

Discharge  them,  reader.    Now  thou'st  nought  to  say, 

Dissemblest,  as  my  words  thou  could'st  not  spell. 

Ko  riddle  thou'rt  to  me,  reader,  farewelL        Anofu  169& 


BOOK  XIL 


KJLBTIAL  TO   HIS   FBIBin)   PBISOUB. 

I  KKOW  that  I  owe  some  apology  for  my  obstinate  three 
years*  indolence ;  though,  indeed,  it  could  by  no  apology  have 
been  excused,  even  amid  the  engagements  oi  the  city, 
engagements  in  which  we  more  easily  succeed  in  making 
ourselves  appear  troublesome  than  serviceable  to  our  friends ; 
and  much  less  is  it  defensible  in  this  country  solitude,  where, 
unless  a  person  studies  even  to  excess,  his  retreat  is  at  once 
without  consolation  and  without  excuse.  Listen  then  to  my 
reasons ;  among  which  the  first  and  principal  is  this,  that  I 
miss  the  audience  to  which  I  had  grown  accustomed  at  Borne, 
and  seem  like  an  advocate  pleading  in  a  strange  court ;  for  if 

*  A  usurer,  of  whom  Martial  intimates  that  he  had  borrowed  money. 

*  Solve,  Schneidewin  reads  Miv«,  without  regard  to  quantity.  We 
think  it  necessary  to  follow  the  common  reading. 


BOOK  XII.]  ZPiaBAHS.  545 

there  be  a^vthing  pleasing  in  my  books  it  is  due  to  mj 
auditors.  That  penetration  of  judgment,  that  fertility 
of  invention,  the  libraries,  the  theatres,  the  social  meet- 
ings, in  which  pleasure  does  not  perceive  that  it  is 
studying;  everything,  in  a  word,  whicn  we  left  behind  us 
in  satiety,  we  regret  as  though  utterly  deserted.  Add  to 
this  the  backbiting  of  tbe  provincials,  envy  usurping  the  place 
of  criticism,  and  one  or  two  ill-disposed  persons,  who,  in  a 
small  society,  are  a  host  ;  circumstances  under  which 
it  is  difficult  to  be  always  in  the  best  of  humours.  Do 
not  wonder  then  that  I  have  abandoned  in  disgust  occupa- 
tions in  which  I  used  to  employ  myself  with  delight.  Not 
to  meet  you,  however,  with  a  refusal  on  your  arrival  from 
town,  and  when  you  ask  me  for  what  I  have  done  (you, 
towards  whom  I  should  not  show  a  proper  feeling  of  grati- 
tude, if  I  did  not  exert  myself  for  you  to  the  utmost  of  my 
power),  I  have  forced  myself  to  do  that  which  I  was  once  in 
the  habit  of  doing  with  pleasure,  and  have  set  apart  a  few 
days  for  study,  in  order  to  regale  your  friendly  ears  with  the 
repast  suited,  to  them  after  their  journey.  Be  pleased  to 
weigh  considerately  the  offering,  which  is  intrusted  without 
apprehension  to  you,  and  do  not  think  it  too  much  labour 
to  examine  it ;  and,  what  you  may  find  most  di$cult,  judge 
of  my  trifles  without  scrupulous  regard  to  elegance,  lest,  if 
you  are  too  exacting,  I  send  you  to  Itome  a  book  not  merely 
written  in  Spain,  but  in  Spanish. 


I.      TO   FBJSCUB. 

• 

While  nets  lie  unemployed,  iind  Melossian  hounds  are 
silent,  and  while  the  woods  no  longer  reecho  to  shouts  in 
pursuit  of  the  boar,  you  will  be  able,  Priscus,  to  accord  a 
portion  of  your  leisure  to  a  short  book.  The  hour  so 
bestowed  will  not  be  so  long  as  that  of  a  summer's  day,  and 
you  wiU  not  find  it  entirely  wasted. 


n.      TO   HIS   BOOK. 

You,  my  verses,  who  but  a  short  time  since  were  taking 

3  H 


546  icabtial'b 

yotir  way  to  the  shores  of  Pyrge,^  take  your  way  along  the 
Via  Sacra :  it  is  no  longer  dosty.^ 

m.      TO   HIS   BOOK. 

You,  my  book,  who  used  lately  to  be  sent  from  Bome 
to  foreign  lands,  will  now  go  as  a  foreigner  to  Borne  ;  setting 
out  from  among  the  people  of  .the  gold-producing  Tagus, 
and  from  the  rude  Salo,'  a  potent  land  that  gave  birth  to  my 
forefathers.  But  you  will  not  be  a  foreigner,  nor  can  you 
be  justly  called  a  stranger,  now  that  the  lofty  city  of  Bemus 
contains  so  many  of  your  brethren.  Seek,  as  of  right,  the 
venerable  threshold  of  the  new  temple,*  where  their  sacred 
abodes  have  been  restored*  to  the  Pierian  choir.  Or,  if  you 
prefer,  enter  by  the  Subura  first ;  there  are  the  lofty  halls  of 
my  friend  the  consul.  The  eloquent  Stella  inhabits  the 
laurel-crowned  mansion  ;  Stella,  the  illustrious  quaffer  of  the 
spring  dedicated  to  lanthe.^      There  is  a  Castalian  S[>ring, 

Eroud  of  its  glassy  waters,  which  they  say  the  nine  sisters 
aye  ofb-times  sipped.  He  will  circulate  you  amongst  the 
people,  and  the  senators,  and  the  knights,  and  wiU  read  you 
himself  with  eyes  not  altogether  dry.^  Why  do  you  ask 
for  a  title-page  P  Let  but  two  or  three  verses  be  read,  and 
all  will  exclaim,  Book,  you  are  mine. 

rv.      TO   PBISCTJS. 

What  MsBcenas,  the  knight  sprung  of  royal  lineage,  was  to 
Horace  and  to  the  sublime  virgd,  many-tongued  Fame,  and  a 
long-lived  work,  shall  proclaim  to  people  and  nations  that 
you.  Prisons  Torentius,  have  been  to  me.  You  give  me  my 
facility,  and  whatever  power  I  am  thought  to  have ;  you  give 
me  the  means  of  enjoying  a  not  ignoble  indolence. 

^  A  maritime  town  of  Apulia.  Martial  used  to  send  his  Mrritings  from 
Rome  into  the  coimtry ;  he  -was  now  sending  them  from  tlie  country  to 
Rome.     See  next  epigram. 

'  It  being  the  winter  season. 

*  A  river  near  Bilbilis  in  Spain,  Martial's  birth-place,  whence  he  was 
writing.    See  B.  L  Ep.  50. 

*  That  of  Apollo  and  the  Muses,  built  by  Augustus.       *  By  Nerva. 

*  Stella's  mistress.    See  B.  vi.  Ep.  21. 
'  Through  concern  at  my  abbence. 


BOOK  Xn.]  £PIGBAMS.  547 

What  unto  Flaccus,  and  to  Maro  thee 

Mecenas  was  of  royal  pedigree ; 

Most  noble  Priscus,  that  thou  art  to  me. 

Which  loudest  fame,  and  my  long-living  Terse, 

Unto  all  times  and  nations  shall  rehearse. 

For  the  name  I  have,  and  wit,  I  owe  thee  both. 

Whose  bounty  does  maintain  my  learned  idoth.    Anan. 

T.   TO  NEBVA,  ON  THE  ABBBETIATION  OP  HIS  BOOKS. 

My  tenth  and  eleventh  books  were  too  much  extended ; 
the  present  is  in  smaller  compass.  Let  the  larger  books  be 
read  by  those  who  have  leisure,  and  to  whom  you  have 
granted  undisturbed  tranquillity  of  existence:  do  thou, 
CsBsar,  read  this  shorter  one ;  perhaps  thou  wilt  also  read  the 
others. 

TI.   ETJLOQT   Oir  ITEBTA.. 

The  palace  of  Borne  has  the  honour  of  receiving  Nerva, 
the  mildest  of  princes ;  we  may  now  enjoy  Helicon  to  the 
full.  Perfect  equity,  humane  clemency,  discreet  power,  now 
return ;  long-continued  alarms  have  disappeared.  For  thee, 
O  affectionate  Eome,  thy  people,  and  the  nations  subject  to 
thy  empire,  utter  this  prayer :  May  such  a  ruler  be  ever 
thine,  and  may  this  one  especially  long  reign  over  thee! 
Blessings  be  upon  thy  spirit,  which  is  such  as  few  have,  and 
upon  thy  character,  which  is  such  as  Numa,  or  a  cheerful 
Cato,'  might  have  owned.  Now  thou  mayst,  and  it  is  right 
that  thou  shouldst,  make  presents,  display  thy  beneficence, 
enlarge  the  slender  incomes  of  the  poor,  and  grant  blessings 
such  as  the  indulgent  gods  could  scarcely  exceed.  For  even 
tinder  a  severe  prince  and  in  bad  times,  thou  hadst  the  courage 
to  be  good. 

Nerva,  the  gentlest  prince,  now  rules  our  court ; 
We  freely  may  to  HeUcon  resort 
Just  faith,  and  cheerfull  mildness,  now  dwell  here, 
And  well-weigh'd  power,  which  banishes  all  feare. 
Rome's  provinces  and  people  pray  that  hee 
Long  may  their  chief,  and  long  their  chiefs  such  bee. 
Qoe  on,  rare  prince,  whose  manners  Numa  grave, 
Or  Gato  (were  he  less  severe)  might  have. 

'  As  just  as  Gate  the  censor,  but  not  so  seven. 

2  K  2 


548  iia.btial'8 

To  bee  just,  bountyfuU,  enrich  the  poore, 

And  give  bo  frankly,  heay*n  could  five  no  more^ 

Is  lamull,  now  you  reign ;  who  boldly  durst 

Bee  good  when  times  were  bad,  and  the  prince  curst. 

Ob  MS.  I6ih  Omi. 

VII.      ON  LIGEIA. 

If  Ligeia's  years  are  equal  in  number  to  the  hairs  of  her 
head,  she  is  only  three  years  old. 

If  by  thy  hairs  thy  age  be  to  be  told, 

Ligeia,  by  thy  crown  thou'rt  three  years  old.  Fkteher, 

Her  years,  if  numbered  by  her  hairs,  I  ween. 

That  lady  elderly  is  scarce  nineteen,  JEToy. 

Till.      TO  HOME,  IS  PRAISE  OF  TRAJAK. 

Eome,  goddess  of  the  earth  and  its  people,  to  whom  there  is 
nothing  equal,  nothing  second,  when  she  was  recently  com- 
puting with  joy  the  long  series  of  years  destined  for  the  life  of 
Trajan,  and  saw  in  our  great  leader  so  much  bravery,  youth, 
and  martial  ardour,  Rome,  I  say,  glorying  in  such  a  ruler,  ex- 
claimed :  "  Te  princes  of  the  Parthians,  ye  leaders  of  the 
Scythians,  ye  Thracians,  Sarmatians,  Ghets,  and  Britons,  ap- 
proach, I  can  show  you  a  Caesar." 

Queen  of  the  nations,  Home,  that  has  no  peer 

iWhom  none  does  equal,  none  approaches  near), 
jately  with  joy  computing  Traian*s  years, 
The  ages  she  should  pass,  and  know  no  fears ; 
As  she  80  famed  a  captain  did  behold, 
And  yet  a  soldier  stout,  younff,  martial,  bold, 
Proud  of  her  prince,  thus  yaimtingly  she  spoke : 
Parthians,  Bntains,  submit  unto  my  yoke ; 
Thracians,  Scythians,  Tye  a  Cssar  now. 
Come  pay  your  tribute,  to  my  eagles  bow.    Anon.  1695. 

IX.      TO   TBAJAir,   ON   SPAIN   BEIlTa  TRANQUILLISXD. 

Palma,^  most  benign  Csesar,  rules  my  Iberian  countrymen, 
and  under  his  mild  rule  the  provinces  flourish  in  peace.  Joy- 
fully therefore  do  we  offer  you  our  thanks  for  so  great  a 
boon ;  you  have  sent  your  own  character  into  our  parts. 

Now,  gracious  Ciesar,  Palma  rules  our  Spain, 
Peace,  long  a  stranger,  has  restored  agam : 

^  AuluB  Cornelias  Palma,  a  prefect  much  belored  by  Tn^. 


BOOK  Xn.]  EPIOSAM8.  549 

We  thanks  return  thee  for  so  gpreat  a  grace, 

That  thine  own  virtues  thou  *mong8t  us  dost  place. 

Anon.  1695. 

X.  OK   AFBICAKVS. 

AfricanuB  possesses  a  hundred  thousand  sesterces,  and  yet 
covets  more.  Eortune  gives  too  much  to  many,  enough  to 
none. 

African  has  a  thousand  pounds  in  store, 

Yet  he  desires,  and  hunts,  and  rakes  for  more : 

Fortune  hath  overmuch  bestow'd  on  some ; 

But  plenary  content  doth  give  to  none.  Fletcher. 

Fortune,  some  say,  doth  give  too  much  to  many ; 
And  yet  she  never  gave  enough  to  any. 

Sir  John  Harrington, 

He  fawns  for  more,  though  he  his  thousands  touch : 
Fortune  gives  none  enough,  but  some  too  much.        JSay, 

XI.  TO   HIS   MUSS. 

Muse,  salute  Parthenius,  your  good  friend  and  mine ;  for 
who  drinks  more  largely  from  the  Aonian  fountain  ?  Whose 
lyre  comes  forth  more  ennobled  from  the  cave  of  the  muses  P 
whom  among  all  his  Pierian  followers  does  Phoebus  love 
more  P  And  if  by  chance  (but  for  this  we  must  scarcely 
hope)  he  shall  have  a  moment  to  spare,  beg  him  to  present 
with  his  own  hands  our  verses  to  the  emperor;  and  to 
recommend  this  little  book,  so  humble  and  so  small,  with 
merely  four  words :  "  This  your  Borne  reads." 

All  health  to  my  and  thy  Parthenius  bring. 
My  muse ;  for  who  in  the  Aonian  spring 
E*er  deeper  drank  ?    From  the  Pimplean  cave. 
Whose  harp  a  sweeter,  nobler  sound  e'er  gave? 
Who  of  the  inspired  and  immortal  choir, 
Does  Phcebus'  self  more  love  or  more  admire  ? 
Request  when  he  the  prince  does  vacant  know 
(Which  hardly  can  be  hoped),  my  book  to  show, 
With  these  few  words  my  humble  verse  to  speed : 
This  man,  dread  Caesar,  all  thy  Rome  does  read.  Anon. 

XIT.      TO  POLLIO. 

You  promise  everything  after  you  have  been  drinking  all 
night,  next  morning  you  perform  nothing.  Drink,  Pollio,  in 
the  morning. 


550  kastial's 

While  in  loose  cups  thou  top'st  the  night  away, 
Then  thou  wilt  promise  anything  to  do. 

But  nothing  wilt  perform  on  the  next  day : 

Pray,  Posthumus,  drink  in  the  morning  too.  Fletekerm 

In  midnight  cups  you  grant  all  we  propose : 

Next  mom  neglect :  pray,  take  a  morning  dose.     May, 

You're  full  of  promises,  my  friend, 

When  you  are  drunk  all  night, 
And  say  that  everything  shall  end 

To  all  my  wishes  quite : 
But  in  the  mom  you  nothing  do, 

And  therefore  be  advised. 
Be  drunk  both  nif  ht  and  morning  too : 

Your  word  will  then  be  prized. 

Bev.  Mr.  Seoii,  1773. 

Imitation. 

Thraso  picks  quarrels  when  he's  drunk  at  night ; 
When  sober  in  the  morning  dares  not  fight : 
Thraso,  to  shun  those  ills  uiat  may  ensue. 
Drink  not  at  nig^t,  or  drink  at  morning  too.        Waith. 

nil.     TO  ATTCms. 

The  rich,  Auctus,  make  a  species  of  gain  out  of  anger.  It 
is  cheaper  to  get  into  a  passion  than  to  give.' 

Anger's  a  kind  of  gain  that  rich  men  know : 

It  costs  them  less  to  hate  than  to  bestow.      Fletcher^ 

Rich  men,  my  friend,  by  anfer  know  to  thrive. 

'Tis  cheaper  much  to  quarrel  than  to  give.  J3ay. 

Ask  you,  last  night,  why  Qripus  ill  behaved  ? 

A  well-timed  quarrel  is  a  dinner  saved.    N.  B.  HaJhed. 

XIT.      TO   FBISCtrS,   ON  THE   DAITOEBS   OF  HABB  HTJITriKO. 

Use  more  sparingly,  I  advise  you,  the  gallopping  hunter, 
Friscus,  and  ride  not  so  furiously  after  the  hare.  The 
sportsman  has  often  made  atonement  to  the  prey,  and 
fallen,  never  to  rise  again,  from  the  spirited  horse.  The 
very  plain,  too,  has  its  dangers ;  even  though  there  be  no 
ditch,  no  mound,  no  rocky  places,  yet  the  levd  around  is  apt 
to  deceive.  There  will  not  be  wanting  some  rider  to  exhibit 
to  you  a  spectacle  such  as  this ;  but  his  fall  would  excite  less 

^  Comp.  B.  iii.  Ep.  37. 


SOOK  XII.]  EFIGBAMS.  651 

repiniBg  at  Fate  than  yours.  If  the  excitement  of  danger 
attract  you,  let  us  spread  toils  for  the  wild  boars  of  Tuscany ; 
courage  in  that  pursuit  is  safer.  Why  do  such  break-neck 
steeds  delight  you  ?  They  much  ofbener  succeed  in  killing 
the  rider  than  the  hare. 

Dear  squire,  take  my  advice ;  your  hunter  spare : 

Nor  with  such  violence  pursue  a  hare. 

The  sportsman  often  does  the  prey  become ; 

And  ^om  his  horse  receive  his  final  doom. 

No  ground  is  safe :  if  ditch  nor  bar  remain, 

Kor  pit,  your  horse  may  stumble  on  a  plain ; 

There  are  enough,  at  distance  to  divert, 

And  break  their  neck,  who  have  not  your  desert. 

If  manly  exercise  such  pleasure  yields, 

Safer  and  nobler  seek  in  Belgic  fields. 

Why  ride  at  all,  and  madly  fate  deiy  ? 

Roper  at  last  before  the  fox  did  die.  Hay, 

XV.      A    COMPLIMENT    TO  TBAJAJST,  ON   HIS    MVNIFICEITOB   TO 

THE    TEMPLE    OF   JXTPITEB. 

Ever^hing  that  glittered  in  the  Parrhasian'  palace  has 
been  given  to  our  gods  and  to  the  eyes  of  all.  Jupiter 
wonders  at  the  Scythian  radiance  of  the  emeralds^  set  in 
gold,  and  is  amazed  at  the  objects  of  imperial  magnificence,* 
and  at  luxuries  so  oppressive  to  the  nation.  Here  are  ciips 
fit  for  the  Thunderer ;  there  for  his  Phrygian  favourite.*  We 
all  now  rejoice  with  Jupiter.  But  very  lately  (and  with 
shame,  yes,  with  shame  I  confess  it)  we  were  all  poor  as  well 
as  Jupiter. 

Whatever  shined  in  the  Parrhasian  hall 

Is  to  our  eyes  and  to  our  gods  nv'n  aU ; 

Jupiter  stands  and  wonders  to  behold 

Himself  in  Scythian  flames  of  sparkling  gold ; 

Great  Ceesar's  pleasant  pride,  and  vast  expense. 

These  cups  may  suit  with  Jove's  magnificence, 

Such  as  may  well  become  the  Phrygian  boy. 

Now  all  with  Jove  are  rich  and  clad  with  joy. 

It  shames,  it  shames  me  to  confess  of  yore 

How  all  of  us  with  Jove  were  very  poor.         Fletcher, 

*  Palatine.    See  B.  vii.  Ep.  55. 

'  Radiance  of  the  emeralds  brought  from  Scythia. 

'  Domitian's.  *  Ganymedt. 


552  1CABTIJLL*S 


ITI.      TO   LABIENTTS. 

You  have  made  away,  Labienus,  with  three  of  your  fiiniiB ; 
you  have  purchased,  Labienus,  three  ^vourites:  you  are 
making  three  farms,  Labienus,  the  object  of  your  We. 

ITir.     TO  LEKTivrs. 

Tou  inquire,  Lentinus,  why  your  fever  does  not  leave  yon 
for  so  many  days,  and  you  complain  bitterly  on  the  subject. 
It  is  carried  about  with  you  in  your  litter ;  it  bathes  with 
vou ;  it  feeds  upon  mushrooms,  oysters,  sow*s  paps,  and  wild 
f)oar,  with  you.  It  is  often  inebriated  with  Setine,  and  often 
with  Falernian  wine ;  nor  does  it  quaff  Gsecuban  unless  it  be 
mixed  with  snow  water.  It  reclines  with  you,  decked  with 
roses,  and  darkened  with  amomum  ;  and  sleeps  with  you  on 
down,  and  on  a  purple  bed.  Seeing  that  your  fever  is  ao 
well  treated,  and  lives  so  comfortably  in  your  society,  do  you 
expect  it  to  transfer  itself  in  preference  to  Dama  ? 

Your  fever  still  attends  you,  though  you  grieve ; 

Though  you  complain,  will  not  one  moment  leave. 

With  you  it  travels  in  a  chariot ;  dines 

With  you,  on  truffles,  oysters,  sweetbreads,  chines : 

Drinks  hock ;  in  Bur^ndy  is  very  nice ; 

Nor  will  taste  claret,  till  'tis  cool'd  in  ice ; 

Reclines  at  ease ;  and  smells  to  some  perfume ; 

Lodges  on  down,  in  a  well-fiimish*d  room. 

Think  you,  a  fever,  which  you  treat  so  well. 

Will  with  a  porter  or  a  cobier  dwell  ?  Hay, 

XVXn.      TO  JUVENAL. 

Whilst  you,  my  Juvenal,  are  perhaps  wandering  restless 
in  the  noisy  Suburra  or  pacing  the  hill  of  the  goddess  Diana ; 
whilst  your  toga,  in  which  you  perspire  at  the  thresholds  of 
your  influential  friends,  is  fanning  you  as  you  go,  and  the 

Greater  and  lesser  Ccelian  hills  fitigue  you  in  your  wan- 
erings ;  my  own  Bilbilis,  revisited  after  many  winters,  has 
received  me,  and  made  me  a  country  gentleman;  Bilbilis,  proud 
of  its  gold  and  its  iron !  Here  we  indolently  cultivate  with 
agreeable  labour  Boterduna  and  Platea ;  these  are  the  some- 
what rude  names  of  Celtiberian  localities.  I  enjoy  profound 
and  extraordinary  sleep,  which  is  frequently  unbroken,  even 


-BOOK  XII.]  EFiaBAHS.  553 

at  nine  in  the  morning ;  and  I  am  now  indemnifying  myself 
fullj  for  all  the  interruptions  to  sleep  that  I  endured  for 
thirty  years.  The  toga  here  is  unknown,  but  the  nearest 
dress  is  given  me,  when  I  ask  for  it,  from  an  old  press.  When 
I  rise,  a  hearth,  heaped  up  with  faggots  from  a  neighbour- 
ing oak  grove,  welcomes  me ;  a  hearth  which  the  bailiff's 
i^ife  crowns  with  many  a  pot.  Then  comes  the  housemaid, 
such  a  one  as  you  would  envy  me.  A  dose-shorn  bailiff 
issues  the  orders  to  my  boy  attendants,  and  begs  that  they 
cnay  be  obliged  to  lay  aside  their  longhair.^  Thus  I  delight 
to  live,  and  thus  I  hope  to  die. 

While  you  perhaps  now  crowd  thro*  Temple-bar, 

Stunn'd  wita  the  din  of  rattling  coach  and  car ; 

Or  towards  Paul's  are  mounting  Ludgate-street ; 

Or  running  to  the  levee  of  the  great ; 

Or  in  your  lawyer's  gown,  are  driving  hard  j 

Either  through  great  or  little  Palace-yard  j 

My  native  Sussex,  and  her  favourite  shore. 

Of  golden  harvests  proud,  and  iron  ore, 

Me,  her  too  long  absenting  renegade, 

Again  revives,  and  hath  a  farmer  made. 

Busy  but  pleased,  and  idly  taking  pains. 

Here  Lewes  Downs  I  till,  and  Ringmer  plains ; 

Names  which  to  each  South  Saxon  are  well  known, 

Though  they  sound  harsh  to  powder'd  beaux  in  town. 

None  can  enjoy  a  sounder  sleep  than  mine ; 

I  often  do  not  wuke  till  a^r  nme ; 

And  midnight  hours  with  interest  repay, 

For  years  in  town  diversions  thrown  away. 

Stranger  to  finery,  myself  I  dress, 

In  the  first  coat  from  an  old  broken  press. 

My  fire,  as  soon  as  I  am  up,  I  see 

Bright  with  the  ruins  of  some  neighbouring  tree } 

And  early  by  a  country  cook-wench  crown'd 

With  boiling  pots  and  skillets  all  around. 

Next  comes  my  dairy-maid ;  and  such  a  one, 

As  Pan  himseu  might  wish  to  meet  alone. 

My  boys,  whose  heads  rough  as  a  filly's  grow 

Are  summoned  by  my  bailiff  to  the  plough. 

Such  is  my  life,  a  life  of  liberty : 

So  would  I  wish  to  live,  and  so  to  die.  Say. 

*  In  order  to  be  ranked  among  full-grown  men,  and  do  men's  work. 


654  HABTIAL*8 


XIX.      ON  AEMILIUS. 

At  the  warm  baths  Aemilius  takes  lettuces,  eggs,  and 
anchoYies ; '  and  then  says  that  he  does  not  dine  out. 

IX.      TO   FABULLUS. 

Do  you  ask,  Eabullus,  why  Themison  has  not  a  wife  ?     He 
has  a  sister. 

You  lately  were  inquiring,  why  Silvester 

Has  not  yet  got  a  wife  ? — He  has  a  sister.      Hay. 

XXI.      TO   HABCELLA,   HIS  WIFB. 

Who  would  imagine,  Marcella,  that  you  dwelt  upon  the 
banks  of  the  iron-hardening  Salo,^  and  were  bom  in  our 
regions  ?  So  rare,  so  sweet  is  your  disposition !  The  court 
of  Cffisar  will  say,  should  it  but  once  hear  your  voice,  that 
you  belong  to  itself.  Nor  can  any  woman  bom  in  the  midst 
of  the  Suburra,  nor  any  native  of  the  Capitoline  Hill,  vie  with 
you.  Nor  will  any  glorious  foreign  offspring  more  fit  to  be 
a  daughter  of  Itome  soon  smile  upon  its  mother.  You 
cause  my  longing  for  the  Queen  of  Cities  to  be  more  sup- 
portable ;  you  alone  are  a  Some  to  me. 

That  you  were  bom,  and  ever  since  have  lived. 

In  Derby  Peak,  is  scarce  to  be  conceived. 

Wit  BO  uncommon,  and  diverting  too, 

Courts  might  admire,  and  challenge  as  their  due. 

No  Pall  Mall  lady  can  with  you  compare ; 

None  who  sees  company  in  urosvenor-square. 

Nor  soon  again  will  shine  in  tracts  unknown. 

One,  who  woidd  be  an  ornament  to  town. 

You  for  the  lost  metropolis  atone ; 

And  London  I  enjoy  in  you  alone.  Hay. 

XXn.      OK  PH1L2NI8. 

Do  you  wish  me,  Fabullus,  to  tell  you  in  few  words  how 
ugly  Philisnis  is  with  her  one  eye  P  Fhiltenis  would  be  better 
looking  with  no  eye  at  all. 

'  Slight  refireshments  were  sometimes  taken  at  the  baths ;  Aemilius  par* 
took  of  them  immoderately,  so  as  to  make  a  meal* 
>  See  Ep.  3,  and  B.  iv.  £p.  55. 


BOOK  XII.]  BFiasiJCS.  655 

XXm.      TO   L^LIA. 

You  wear  bought  teeth,  and  bought  hair,  Lselia,  without 
a  blush.  What  will  you  do  for  an  eye  ?  You  cannot  buy 
that. 

Tour  hair  and  teeth  youVe  not  asham'd  to  buy. 

What  will  you  do,  should'st  lose  the  other  eye  ?     Say, 

Your  teeth  from  Hemmett,  and  your  hair  from  Bolney : 
Was  not  an  eye  to  be  procured  for  money  P       Dr,  Iioadky, 

XXrV.      TO   JTrYATXTS,   ON   A   GABBIAOE,   THB    OITT  OF 

^LIANUS. 

O  carriage,  that  affordest  a  sweet  solitude ! — G-ift  of  my 
eloquent  friend  ^lianus,  more  pleasant  than  open  curricle  or 
chariot !  Here,  Juvatus,  you  may  say  to  me  whatever  comes 
into  your  head.  No  black  driver  of  a  Libyan  horse,  no  well- 
girt  running  footman  in  front  of  us,  no  muleteer  alongside ; 
and  the  horses  will  not  babble.  Would  that  Avitus  were 
here  with  us  ;  I  should  not  fear  his  third  pair  of  ears.  Thus 
how  charmingly  would  the  whole  day  pass ! 

How  pleasant  is  this  one-horse  chair ! 

In  which  alone  I  take  the  air : 

Tis  Pleadwell's  present :  for  my  age, 

There  is  no  better  equipage. 

Now  with  thy  master,  Bafl,  be  free ; 

And  say  whatever  you  please  to  me. 

No  master  of  the  horse  have  I, 

Or  ffroom  or  running  footman  by. 

Ana  though  your  curb  and  harness  rattle. 

The  devil's  in  it,  if  they  tattle. 

Would  that  my  honest  friend  Ned  Hearty 

Were  here  but  with  us  of  the  party  1 

I  should  not  fear,  that  he  would  tell : 

We  three  might  pass  the  day  full  weU.         Hay, 

IXT.      TO   TELESIKITS. 

When  I  ask  you  for  a  loan  without  offering  you  security, 
you  say,  "  I  have  no  money."  Yet,  if  my  farm  stands  pledged 
for  me,  you  have  money.  What  you  refuse,  Telesinus,  to 
lend  me,  your  old  friend,  you  are  willing  to  lend  to  my  acres 
and  my  trees.  But  see !  Cams'  has  accused  you  before  the 
magistrate;    let  my  farm  undertake  your  defence.     Or  if 

^  A  common  informer. 


556  icabtial's 

jou  look  for  a  companion  when  you  go  into  exile ;  let  in} 
larm  attend  you. 

If  I  want  money ;  you  have  none,  you  cry : 

But  lend  it,  if  my  field's  security. 

With  what  you  would  not  trust  your  ancient  friend. 

That  to  my  acres  and  my  trees  vou  lend. 

Are  you  indicted  for  a  breach  of  laws  ? 

Go  to  my  field,  and  let  him  plead  your  cause. 

Want  you  a  friend  your  banishment  to  ease  ? 

Let  my  field  travel  with  you,  if  he  please.  Hay. 

m 

im.      TO   L^TOEIIJS,   AK  AVABICIOUS   FBISin). 

When  you,  a  senator,  go  about  knocking  at  aixiy  doors 
every  morning,  I  appear  in  your  estimation  but  a  slothful 
knight,  for  not  running  all  over  the  city  from  the  first  dawn 
of  day,  and  bringing  nome,  fatigued  and  worn  out,  some 
thousand  kisses.'  But  you  do  aU  this,  that  you  may  add  a 
new  name  to  the  Easti,  or  that  ^ou  may  be  sent  as  governor 
to  the  Numidians  or  Cappadocians ;  while,  as  to  me,  whom 
you  persuade  to  break  my  slumbers  unseasonably,  and  en- 
dure the  morning  mud,  what  have  I  to  expect  ?  When  my 
foot  bursts  out  from  my  torn  shoe,  when  a  pelting  shower  of 
rain  has  suddenly  drenched  me,  and  when,  on  taking  off  my 
outer-coat,  no  servant  answers  my  call,  your  slave  comes  up 
to  my  chilly  ear,  and  says,  '*  Lstorius  requests  your  company 
at  dinner."  What,  at  a  dinner  of  which  my  share  is  wortb 
twenty  sesterces  ?  Not  I.  I  prefer  my  own  scanty  fare, 
rather  than  have  a  dinner  for  my  reward,  while  yours  is  a 
province ;  rather  than  that  while  our  labour  is  the  same,  our 
gains  should  be  so  different. 

When  in  your  borough  you  yourself  bestir, 
I  do  appear  to  you  an  idle  cur ; 
That  by  day-break  I  run  not  up  and  down. 
And  kiss  each  voter's  wife  throughout  the  town 
By  this  you  may  gain  credit  in  the  nation ; 
Or  be  made  governor  of  some  plantation. 
But  as  for  me,  what  end  can  I  obtain  ? 
Whom  you  compel  to  break  my  rest  in  vain, 
And  early  march  along  a  dirty  street. 
With  scarce  a  shoe  entire  upon  my  feet : 

>  See  B.  vii.  Ep.  94  ;  B.  zi.  Ep.  98. 


BOOK  ZII.]  EFIGBAMB.  557 

And  if  a  sudden  heavy  shower  descendR, 
Without  a  boy,  who  with  a  cloak  attends. 
Your  servant  whispers  to  me  in  this  plight, 
*  His  honour  begs  you'll  sup  with  him  to-night/ 
Had  I  not  rather  by  myself  keep  Lent  ? 
Let  not  our  pains  and  pay  be  different ! 
Is  it  not  hard,  that  this  should  be  the  case  ? 
I  but  a  supper  get,  and  you  a  place. 

XXYII.      Oy   SENIA. 

Xou  Bay,  Senia,  that  you  were  violated  by  robbers,  but  the 
robbers  deny  it. 

She  ravish'd  was  by  highwaymen,  she  cries : 
Flatly  the  fact  each  highwayman  denies.         Say, 

xrvm.    TO  oiNNA. 

The  size  of  the  cups,  Cinna,  irom  which  I  drink,  and  that 
of  those  from  which  you  drink,  are  in  the  proportion  of  seven 
to  eleven ;  and  yet  you  complain  that  we  do  not  drink  the 
same  sort  of  wine. 

I  drink  a  pint ;  a  gallon  you :  for  shame ! 

Can  you  complain,  the  wine  is  not  the  same  ?       Hay, 


TO  POKTICrS,   OK  HEBMOOENES. 

Hermogenes,  it  seems  to  me,  Ponticus,  is  as  great  a  thief 
of  napkins  as  Massa  was  of  money.  Even  though  you  watch 
his  right  hand,  and  hold  his  left,  he  will  find  means  to  ab- 
stract your  napkin.  With  like  subtilty  does  the  breath  of 
the  stag  draw  out  the  cold  snake  ;^  and  the  rainbow  exhale 
the  waters  from  the  clouds.  Lately,  while  a  respite  was  im- 
plored for  Myrinus,^  who  had  been  wounded  in  a  conflict, 
Hermogenes  contrived  to  filch  four  napkins.  Just  as  the 
prsetor  was  going  to  drop  his  white  napkin,  to  start  the  horses 
m  the  circus,  Kermo^nes  stole  it.  When  at  last  nobody 
brought  a  napkin  with  aim,  for  fear  of  thefts,  Hermogenes  stole 
the  cloth  from  the  table.  And  should  there  be  nothing  of  this 
kind  to  steal,  Hermogenes  does  not  hesitate  to  detach  the 
ornaments  from  the  couches,'  or  the  feet  from  the  tables. 

^  Stags  were  said  to  draw  serpents  from  their  hiding-places,  kill  thorn 
with  their  horns,  and  then  devour  them.  See  Piin.  H.  N.  zL  83 ;  iBliaD. 
HisL  An.  ii.  9. 

>  A  gladiator  *  See  B.  viii.  Ep.  33. 


558  MABTIAL*8 

However  immoderate  may  be  the  heat  in  the  theatres,  the 
awnings  are  withdrawn  when  Hermogenes  makes  his  appear- 
ance. The  sailors,  in  trembling  haste,  proceed  to  furl  their 
saQs  whenever  Hermogenes  shows  himself  in  the  harbour. 
The  bareheaded  priests  of  Isis,  clad  in  linen  vestments, 
and  the  choristers  who  play  the  sistrum,  betake  themselves 
to  flight  when  Hermogenes  comes  to  worship.  Hermogenes 
never  took  a  napkin  to  dinner ;  Hermogenes  never  came  awa v 
from  a  dinner  without  one. 

XKX.      OK  APEE. 

Aper  is  abstemious  and  sober.    What  is  that  to  me  ?    I'or 
such  a  quality  I  praise  my  slave,  not  my  friend. 

Tom  never  drinks  :  that  I  should  much  commend 

In  Tom  my  coachman,  but  not  Tom  my  friend.       Hay. 

XXX^      OK  MABOELLA'b    gift  to   MAJtTlAL. 

This  grove,  these  fountains,  this  interwoven  shade  of  the 
spreading  vine  ;  this  meandering  stream  of  gurgling  water ; 
these  meadows,  and  these  rosaries  which  wUl  not  yield  to  the 
twice-bearing  Ps&stum ;  these  vegetables  which  bloom  in  the 
month  of  January,  and  feel  not  the  cold ;  these  eels  that  swim 
domestic  in  the  enclosed  waters  ;  this  white  tower  which 
affords  an  asylum  for  doves  like  itself  in  colour ;  all  these  are 
the  gift  of  my  mistress ;  Marcella  gave  me  this  retreat,  this 
little  kingdom,  on  my  return  to  my  native  home  after  thirty-five 
years  of  absence.  Had  Nausicaa  offered  me  the  gardens  of 
ner  sire,  1  should  have  said  to  Alcinous,  "  I  prefer  my  own." 

This  grove ;  these  fountains ;  tonsile  Linden's  shade ; 

Refreshing  streams,  by  ductile  waters  made ; 

These  flowering  meadows,  still  like  Eden  gay; 

These  pot-herbs  green,  that  dare  the  cold^t  day; 

This  e^,  which  swims  familiar  to  the  si^ht ; 

This  towering  dove-house,  covered  with  its  flight ; 

I  to  my  wife,  after  long  absence,  owe : 

'Tis  she  this  house,  this  kingdom,  did  bestow : 

Could  I  with  the  first  fair  have  paradise,  ' 

Blest  as  I  am,  the  boon  I  would  despis  i.  Jlay, 

XXriI.      TO   YACEBBA,   IN   BEBISIOK   OF    HIS   FBETEKBED 

WEALTH. 

Oh  disgrace  of  the  Calends  of  July,  I  saw,  Vacerra,  I  saw 
your  chattels,  which,  refused  by  the  landlord  in  dii^harge  of 


BOOK  Xn.]  BPIGBAKS.  559 

two  years'  rent,  were  carried  away  by  your  wife,  distinguish- 
able by  her  seven  carroty  hairs,  your  holby-headed  mother, 
and  your  giantess  of  a  sister.     I  thought  at  first  they  were 
Furies  emerging  from  the  shades  of  Pluto.     They  went  be- 
fore, while  you,  wasted  with  cold  and  hunger,  and  paler  than 
a  piece  of  old  box-wood,  the  very  Irus  of  your  day,  followed. 
People  might  have  thought  that  the  Aricine  Hill  was  migrat- 
ing.     There  went  in  procession  a  three-legged  bed,  a  two 
footed  table,  a  lamp,  a  horn  cup,  and  a  cracked  chamber- 
pot, leaking  through  its  side.     Close  to  these  was  a  rusty 
stove,  the  neck  of  a  wine-vessel,  and  a  jar,  which  its  disgust- 
ing smell  proved  to  have  contained  pilchards  and  decayed 
herrings,  a  smell  like  that  wafted  by  the  breeze  from  a  pond 
of  stagnant  water,  ^or  was  there  wanting  a  slice  of  Toulouse 
cheese ;  a  garland,  four  years  old,  of  black  pennyroyal ;  a  rope 
of  bald^  garlic  and  onions ;  or  a  pot  belonging  to  your  mother, 
full  of  offensive  resin,  which  the  easy  dames  of  the  Suburra 
use  at  their  toilette.    Why  are  you  looking  about  for  a  house 
and  deluding  agents,'  when  you  may  live  for  nothing,  Yacerra? 
This  pompous  train  of  baggage  just  suits  the  bridge.' 

0  jest  and  shame  of  such  as  households  move, 
Wnen  July  comes,  and  do  new  dwellings  prove ! 

1  saw  thy  stufi^  Vacer,  thy  stuff  I  saw, 
Which,  for  thy  rent,  not  seized  on  by  law, 
Thy  landlord  rather  glad  such  trash  to  spare, 
Thy  red-faced  wife,  with  seven  red  hairs,  did  bear. 
Helped  by  Ihy  giant  sister,  and  thy  mother ; 
Men  thought  the  furies  there  were  got  together ; 
For  such  their  number  was,  and  such  their  faces. 
That  Pluto  seem'd  to  have  lent  thee  his  three  graces. 
The  Irus  of  thy  age,  thou  these  didst  follow, 

Thy  skiD,  like  seasoned  box,  distain'd  and  yellow ; 
With  cold  and  hunger,  also  drVd  and  parched: 
All  beggars-bush,  the  people  tnought,  had  march'd. 
A  two3egg*d  table,  and  a  three-legg*d  bed 
There  went ;  a  pan  with  fire,  on  thine  own  head. 
A  sconce  and  eoblet  all  of  massy  horn ; 
A  jorden,  itself  pissing,  as  'twas  borne ; 
Stale  sprats  and  pilchards  could  not  be  conceaPd, 
Their  obscene  scent  their  presence  there  reveal'd. 

1  Having  been  oTer  kept,  and  the  outer  skin  peeled  off. 

'  Whom  you  have  not  the  means  of  paying. 

*  The  Aricine  Bridge,  frequented  by  beggars.    B.  x.  Ep.  ft. 


560  mabtial's 

Nor  did  there  want  to  go  in  state  with  (hese, 

A  cantle  of  unsay'ry  Toulouse  cheese ; 

A  wisp  of  penyro^al,  four  years  old ; 

A  rope,  which  onions  had,  but  pick'd,  and  bald ; 

A  pot  of  turpentine,  thy  mother's  care, 

The  brothel  dames  with  such  fetch  off  their  hair. 

Why  mock'st  thou  landlords,  and  dost  houses  see. 

When  gratis,  Vacer,  may  thy  dwelling  be  P 

Such  pomp  of  goods,  such  household  stuff  pertains 

To  highways,  hedges,  bridges,  and  to  lanes. 

zxzm.     ON  LABIXKirS. 

Ut  pueros  emeret  Labienus,  vendidit  hortos : 
^il  nisi  ficetum  nunc  Labienus  habet. 

Labieno  per  comperar  ragazzi,  ha  Tenduto  gli  orti :  era  Labieno 
non  ha  altro  che  un  ficajo.  Qraglia^ 

XXXIY.      TO  JULiriB   MABTIALIB. 

^Eour-and-thirty  years,  Julius,  if  I  remember  right,  I  passed 
in  your  society ;  have  shared  your  friendship,  the  delights  of 
which  were  not  unmixed  with  pain,  but  the  pleasures  prepon- 
derated. And  if  all  the  stones  of  different  colours,  that  mark 
the  seyeral  days,  were  placed  in  juxtaposition,  the  white  would 
far  exceed  the  black.  Would  you  avoid  many  griefs,  and  escape 
heart-rendings,  make  of  no  one  too  dear  a  friend.  You  will 
have  less  joy,  but  your  sorrow  will  be  less. 

Julius,  'twas  foure-and-thirty  year 

That  tiiou  and  I  together  were. 

Sweeter  days  were  mix'd  with  soure, 

But  yet  the  pleasanter  were  more. 

And  if  we  should  divide  the  time 

With  a  diverse-colour'd  line, 

The  white  would  over-vie  the  black. 

If  thou  wouldst  shun  the  bitter  smack. 

And  stinginff  tortures  of  the  mind. 

No  man  to  thee  do  too  much  bind. 

Or  too  much  in  thy  friend  believe : 

Thou  shalt  joy  less,  and  less  shalt  grieve,    Fletcher^ 

We  two,  in  fair  and  in  foul  weather, 
Thirty-four  years  have  passed  together ; 
Nor  sweet  nor  sour  our  cup  did  want ; 
Yet  sweet  hath  been  predominant : 
And,  bring  life's  chequer*d  board  to  light. 
Fewer  the  spots  of  bladL  than  white. 


BOOK  XII.]  EPIOBAMS.  5G1 

Would  you  shun  many  things  to  curse, 
And  guard  against  the  mind's  remorse, 
With  none  too  intimately  live ; 
Less  you'll  rejoice,  and  less  will  grieve.     Hay, 

rXXV.      TO    CALLISTBATUS. 

Tamquam  simpliciter  mecum,  Callistrate,  viyas : 

Dicere  prsecisum  te  mihi  ssepe  soles. 
Non  es  tam  simplex,  quam  yis,  Callistrate,  credi. 

Nam  quisquis  narrat  talia,  plura  tacet. 

O  Callistrato,  giusto  come  se  tu  fossi  meco  sincerissimo,  suoli 
sowente  dirmi  che  sei  stato  preciso.  Non  sei  poi  tanto  sincere, 
quanto  Yuoi,  o  Callistrato,  esser  creduto ;  imperocche,  chiunque  dice 
tali  cose,  ne  tace  le  piik.  OragUa. 

Open  and  frank  you  would  to  me  appear. 

And  tell  some  little  fault,  to  seem  smcere ; 

But  your  sinceribr's  not  deep  I  feel : 

You  tell  a  little,  but  you  much  conceal.         Anon. 

'Free  from  reserve  you  would  to  me  appear, 

And  tell  me,  ^ou  're  diseased,  to  seem  sincere. 

But  with  a  £nend  this  is  not  dealing  well ; 

For  he  must  more  conceal,  who  this  could  tell.     Hay, 

XXIYI.      TO   LAHTTLLUS. 

Because  no  one  but  yourself,  Labullus,  gives  a  friend  two 
or  three  pounds,  a  thin  toga,  and  a  scanty  cloak,  sometimes  a 
few  gold  pieces,  which  you  chink  in  your  hand,  and  which  are 
CO  last  for  a  couple  of  months,  you  are  not  for  that  reason, 
believe  me,  a  good  man.  What  then  ?  To  speak  the  truth, 
the  best  of  bad  ones.  G-ive  us  back  our  Pisos,  and  our 
Senecas,  our  Memmi  and  our  Crispi,  I  mean  those  of  old 
time,  and  you  will  forthwith  become  the  last  of  good  men. 
Do  you  wish  to  boast  of  your  running,  and  swiftness  of 
foot  ?  Outstrip  Tigris  and  the  fleet  Passerinus.'  There  is 
no  glory  in  outstripping  asses. 

Though  you  bestow  upon  a  man  of  worth, 

A  jacket,  Joseph,  dinner,  or  so  forth ; 

A  piece  or  two  in  hand,  which  soon  must  fail. 

And  save  but  two  months  longer  from  a  jail ; 

And  though  scarce  one  besides  yourself  aoes  thus ; 

Believe  me,  sir,  you  are  not  generous* 

^  Probably  are  names  of  horses. 
2  o 


562  KABTIAL^B 

What  am  I  then  P  saj  jou.    Why  truly,  I,  sir, 
Thmk  JOU  at  best  a  better  sort  of  miser. 
Recall  to  mind  the  Pisos,  Senecas ; 
Bounty,  which  is  not  now,  but  sudi  as  was ; 
ComjMur'd  with  them,  how  much  are  you  suipassM  I 
Of  aU  the  generous  men  you  are  the  last 
If  for  Newmarket  plate  you  would  contend ; 
Tis  strength,  'tas  swiftness,  that  must  recommend. 
The  glory  is,  from  the  best  horse  to  gain ; 
Not  to  o  ertake  an  ass  upon  the  plain.  Say. 

xxxyn.    TO  a  wlt  about  tows. 

You  wish  to  be  regarded  as  haying  an  extremely  good  nose. 
I  like  a  man  with  a  good  nose,  but  object  to  one  with  a 
polypus.^ 

XXXVIII.      TO   CAKDD>n8. 

You  haye  no  reason  to  fear  yon  person,  Candidus,  who,  strut- 
ting about  night  and  day,  is  well  known  throughout  the  city 
to  the  litters  of  the  ladies,  whose  hair  shines  so  brightly,  and 
is  darkened  with  unguents ;  who  is  radiant  in  purple,  of 
delicate  featiu^,  broad  chest,  and  smooth  limbs,  and  who  cdn- 
stantly  follows  your  wife  with  importunities.  Eear  him  not, 
Candidus,  he  does  not  meddle  in  your  department. 


TO   SABELLIJS. 

I  hate  you,  Prettyman,  because  you  are  always  acting  the 
pretty  fellow.  A  pretty  fellow  is  a  contemptible  thing,  and 
so  is  Prettyman.  1  prefer  a  manly  man  to  rrettyman.  May 
you  wither  away  prettily,  Prettyman. 

I  hate  your  prettiness,  Sabellus : 

^TiB  litUe,  so  are  you,  Sabellus. 

I  like  a  manly  mien,  Sabellus : 

But  you  liye  prettily,  Sabellus, — 

Mayst  thou  oie  prettily,  Sabellus,       Anon, 

XL.      TO  POKTILIANUS. 

You  utter  all  sorts  of  falsehoods,  Pontilianus ;  I  assent  ta 
them.  You  recite  bad  yerses ;  I  praise  them.  You  sing;  1 
do  the  same.  You  drink,  Pontihanus  ;  I  drink  also.  jTou 
are  rude ;  I  pretend  not  to  perceiye  it.    You  wish  to  play  at 

^  This  epigram  camiot  be  translated  with  exactness.  What  the  Satire 
says  is,  you  wish  to  be  thought  naatUui,  properly,  "  haTing  a  huge  nose,*' 
but  used  in  the  sense  of  «  haying  a  good  or  keen  nose." 


BOOK  xn.]  SFiaBAics.  563 

chess ;  I  allow  myself  to  be  beaten.  There  is  one  thing  only 
-which  you  do  witnout  me,  and  I  hold  my  tongue  on  the  sub- 
ject. Yet  you  never  make  me  the  slightest  present.  "  When 
±  die,"  sav  you,  "I  shall  remember  you  liandsomely."  I 
do  not  look  for  anything ;  but  die. 

I  praise  your  doggerel  verse :  believe  your  lye : 

You  sing,  I  sing:  you  drink,  and  so  do  I. 

You  bet,  I  lose :  we  play,  you  win  the  game : 

One  thing,  you  do  without  me,  I  don't  name. 

And  yet  you  nothing  eive  me :  when  you  die, 

You  promise  much :— but  one  more  wish  have  L  Hay, 

XLI.      TO   TTTOCA. 

You  are  not  content,  Tucca,  to  be  a  glutton.  You  long 
to  be  called  and  to  appear  a  glutton. 

Tis  not  sufficient  that  thou  drunk  hast  been, 

But  thou  desir'st  so  to  be  call'd  and  seen.         Fletcher. 

TLU,      ON   GALLISTBATUS   A17I>   AFEB. 

The  bearded  Callistratus  has  been  taken  in  marriage  by  the 
lusty  Afer,  in  the  same  way  as  a  virgin  is  usually  taken  in 
marriage  by  her  husband.  The  torches  shone  forth,  the  flame- 
coloured  veil  concealed  the  bride's  countenance,  and  the  lan- 
guage heard  at  bridals  was  not  wanting.  Even  the  dowry  was 
settled.  Does  not  this  seem  yet  enough  to  you,  Bome  ? 
Do  you  expect  that  the  bride  should  present  the  spouse  with 
pledges  of  affection  ? 

XLIII.      TO   SABELLUS. 

Faoundos,  mihi  de  libidinosis 
Legisti  nimium,  Sabelle,  versus ; 
Quales  nee  Didymi  sciunt  puellsB, 
Nee  molles  Elephantidos  libelli, 
Sunt  illic  Yeneris  nov»  figursB  : 
Quales  perditus  audeat  fututor. 
Pnestent,  et  taceant  quid  exoleti ; 
Quo  symplegmate  quinque  copulentur ; 
Qua  plures  teneantur  a  catena ; 
l^tinctam  liceat  quid  ad  lucernam. 
Tanti  non  erat  esse  te  disertum. 

0  Sabello,  tu  mliai  letto  dei  vers!  troppo  facondi  di  cose  libidinose  • 
che  nd  le  ragazze  di  Didimo  sanno,  nd  gu  effeminate  Elefantidi  libru 

2  o  2 


564  MABTIAL*8 

Quivi  flono  nuove  figure,  che  il  •piii  scatenato  immembTatore  mai 
udi :  che  i  vecchi  libertini  tacciono,  e  spiegano  con  quali  attitodini 
cinque  si  copulino ;  con  qual  modo-pareochi  si  congiung^iino  asaieme 
rosa  non  sia  lecito  esdnta  la  lucema.  La  materia  non  era  si  sublime 
per  comparire  eloquente.  GragUa^ 

XLiv.    TO  nacuB. 

Unicus,  name  connected  with  me  b^  ties  of  blood,  and 
attached  to  me  by  similaritj  of  pursuit;  while  the  verses 
which  you  write  yield  the  palm  only  to  those  of  your  brother, 
you  are  not  inferior  to  him  in  abilif^,  and  are  superior  to  him 
in  affection.  Lesbia  would  have  shared  her  love  for  the  ten- 
der Catullus  with  jou,  sweet  Corinna  would  have  followed 
you  next  to  her  Ovid.  Nor  would  the  Zephyrs  have  refused 
their  assistance,  had  you  been  pleased  to  spread  wide  jour 
sails,  but  you  prefer  the  shore.  This  too  is  a  peculiarity 
which  you  have  from  your  brother. 

We  both  in  name  and  blood  allyed  are, 

And  to  like  studies  like  affection  bear : 

Thy  brother's  verse  when  thine  thou  8et*8t  before. 

Thy  art's  not  less,  but  piety  is  more  : 

When  thee  Corinna,  Lesbia  would  admire, 

Equal  to  those  they  did  themselves  inspire : 

When,  if  thou'dst  spread  thy  wings,  a  orisker  air. 

And  loftier  numbers  none  e'er  higher  bear : 

Thou  flag'st  thy  plumes,  restrain'st  thy  soaring  vein. 

And  shewst  thyself  a  brother  here  again.       Anon.  1695. 

XLV.      TO   FH(EBUS. 

It  was  not  without  wit,  Phoebus,  that  a  person  said  of  you, 
when  you  covered  your  bald  pate  and  temples  with  a  kid's 
skin,  that  your  head  was  well  shod. 

When  to  secure  your  bald  pate  firom  the  weather, 

You  lately  wore  a  cap  of  black  neats'  leather ; 

He  was  a  very  wag,  who  to  you  said, 

*  Why  do  you  wear  your  slippers  on  your  head  ? '      Hay, 

XLVI.      TO   GLASSIGUS. 

G-allus  and  Lupercus  sell  their  poems ;  no  longer  deny, 
Classicus,  common  sense  to  poets. 

When  Scribbler  makes  us  for  his  verse  subscribe, 

All  are  not  mad  of  the  poetic  tribe.  JTisy 


BOOK  XII.]  IFIOBAMS.  565 


XLVII.      ON  A  TBIEKD. 

You  are  at  once  morose  and  agreeable,  pleasing  and  re- 
pulsive.    I  can  neither  live  with  you,  nor  without  you. 

Thou'rt  merry,  sad ;  easy,  and  hard  to  please  ; 

Nor  with  nor  from  thee  can  I  live  at  ease.       Wright. 

In  all  thy  humours,  whether  grave  or  mellow, 
Thou'rt  such  a  touchy,  testy,  pleasant  fellow ; 
Hast  so  much  wit,  and  mirth,  and  spleen  about  thee. 
There  is  no  living  with  thee,  or  without  thee. 

Addison,  Spectator,  No,  68. 

Our  Garrick*8  a  salad :  for  in  him  we  see 
Oil,  vinegar,  sugar,  and  saltness  agree. 

Ooldsmith^a  Retaiiation, 

XLVIII.      TO   A  HOST. 

If  yon  put  on  table  before  me  mushrooms  and  wild  boar  as 
common  fare,  and  do  not  presume  that  such  dishes  are  the 
object  of  my  prayers,  it  is  well ;  but  if  you  imagine  that  by 
them  I  am  made  happy,  and  expect  to  get  yourself  inscribed 
in  my  will,  as  my  heir,  in  return  for  some  half-dozen  Lucrine 
oysters,  good-bye  to  you.  Yet  your  dinner  is  a  handsome  one, 
I  admit,  most  handsome,  but  to-morrow  nothing  of  it  will  re- 
main ;  nay,  this  very  diay,  in  fact  this  very  moment,  there 
is  nothing  of  it  but  what  a  common  sponge  at  the  end  of  a 
mop-stick,  or  a  famished  dog,  or  any  street  convenience  can 
take  away.  Of  mullets  and  hares  and  sow's  teats,  the  result 
is  cadaverous  complexion  and  gouty  feet.  In  my  estimation, 
no  Alban  revel,^  no  feasts  in  the  Capitol,  nor  banquets  of 
the  chief  priests,  would  be  worth  so  much.  Were  Jupiter 
himself  to  give  me  nectar  on  such  conditions,  it  would  turn 
to  vinegar,  and  the  cheating  trash  of  a  Vatican  cask.  Seek 
other  guests.  Sir  Host,  who  may  be  caught  by  the  regal 
sumptuousness  of  your  table  ;  as  for  me,  I  prefer  a  friendly 
invitation  to  a  hastily  arranged  little  dinner :  it  is  such  a  re- 
past as  I  can  return  that  pleases  me. 

As  common  fare,  when  sausages  and  chine 
You  place  before  me,  I  with  pleasure  dine. 
But  if  you  think  to  please  me ;  or  conceive 
By  soups  to  be  my  heir ;  I  take  my  leave. 

^  In  allusion  to  the  banquets  of  Domitian  on  the  Alban  hill. 


566  mabtial's 

Your  dinner's  nice,  extremelj  nice,  I  own ; 

Yet  it  is  nought  the  moment  it  is  down. 

Perchance,  it  to  a  dirty  mop  may  fall, 

A  hungry  dog,  close-stool,  or  urinaL 

In  what  ends  mullet,  hare,  and  seasoned  meat  ? 

In  ashy  countenance,  and  gouty  feet. 

Dear  at  that  rate  the  most  delicious  cheer : 

A  coronation  feast  by  mudh  too  dear ! 

Think  you,  when  you  your  Burgundy  do  pour, 

You  honour  me  ?  the  thought  will  turn  it  soar. 

Proud  entertainer,  seek  another  guest 

To  praise  the  regal  splendour  of  your  feast. 

Me  let  a  friend  to  a  chance  scrap  receive : 

I  like  a  dinner  such  as  I  can  give.  Hay, 

XLIX.      TO   LINUS,  A  TUTOB. 

O  Linus,  preceptor  of  the  long-hiaired  troop,  whom  the  rich 
Postumilla  calls  the  lord  of  her  fortune,  and  to  whom  she 
intrusts  gems,  gold,  plate,  wines,  favourites:  so  maj  jour 
patroness  prefer  jou  to  all  others,  having  made  proof  of  jour 
lasting  fidelity,  as  jou  grant  to  my  prayer  the  mdulgence  of 
my  vnretched  desires,  and  keep  at  times  but  a  negligent 
watch  over  those  objects  which  have  taken  possession  of  mj 
heart,  which  in  mj  longing  I  praj  day  and  night  to  clasp  as 
mj  own — beautiful,  snow-white,  equal  in  size,  twins,  large — 
not  slaves,  but  pearls. 

Thou  master  of  Tdte  de  Mouton, 

Thou  Calverly  of  high  renown. 

To  whom  my  Lady  Wealthy  sent, 

Her  girl  with  every  ornament. 

Long  be  you  famous  for  your  care ; 

And  motners  you  to  all  prefer. 

Pity  on  me,  some  pity,  have, 

To  a  strong  passion  quite  a  slave. 

Nor  guard  so  close  what  I  admire, 

And  what  hath  set  my  heart  on  fire : 

Which  night  and  day  I  long  to  hold ; 

And  eager  on  my  breast  in&ld : 

Bright,  sparkUng,  lively,  lovely,  fair. 

— I  speak  of  miss's  solitaire.  Hey. 

L.      TO   THE   POSSESSOB  OF  Jl  BEAIJTIFIJL  DOIOJIC. 

You  are  distinguished  for  possessing  laurel-groves,  avenues 
of  plane*trees,  towering  cypresses,  and  most  capacious  bathe 


BOOE  XII.]  ZPI0BAK8.  567 

Your  lofty  portico  stands  on  a  hundred  columns,  and  is  paved 
with  polished  marble.  The  swift-footed  horse  makes  your 
dusty  hippodrome  resound  with  his  hoofs,  and  the  mur- 
mur of  fountains  is  heard  on  every  side.  Your  halls  are 
spacious  and  extensive  ;  but  there  are  no  chambers  either  for 
dining  or  for  sleep.     How  pleasantly  you  do  not  live ! 

None  equal  you  in  trees  for  ever  green : 
Your  bath's  the  most  majestic  can  be  seen : 
Your  colonnade  is  lofty,  spacious,  fine : 
And  under-foot  your  marble  pavements  shine  : 
Round  your  wide  park  the  fleeting  courser  bounds : 
Many  cascades  salute  us  with  their  sounds  : 
Apartments  grand :  no  place  to  eat  or  sleep ! 
What  a  most  noble  house  you  do  not  keep.       Say, 

So  thick  your  planes  and  laurels  spread, 
And  cypress  groVes  so  near  the  heEid 
High  m  the  air ;  your  baths  so  wide 
Expand  their  stream  on  every  side, 
They'd  shade  and  bathe  full  half  the  town ; 
Yet  shades  and  baths  are  all  your  own. 
Your  porch  an  hundred  columns  soars ; 
You  tread  on  alabaster  floors ; 
The  race-horse  beats  your  dusty  ring ; 
Fountains,  with  ever-wasting  spring. 
Fall  on  the  ear  with  gliding  sound. 
And  spacious  courts  are  opening  round. 
Tis  all  so  grand  and  so  complete, 
There  is  no  room  to  sleep  or  eat : 
How  excellently  lodged,  sir,  here 
In  this  no-lodging  you  appear !  EUon, 

LI.      TO  JUTLVB. 

Are  you  astonished,  Aulus,  that  our  friend  Fabullinus  is  so 
frequently  deceived  ?  A  good  man  has  always  something  to 
learn  in  regard  to  fraud. 

Wonder  you,  Meanwell  is  so  often  bit? 

An  honest  man's  a  child  in  worldly  wit   Hay* 

LII.      TO   SEHPBOKIA,  KS  EPITAPH  OIT  HEB  HUBBAIO)  BITPUS. 

Here,  Sempronia,  lies  your  late  husband  Bufus,  whose 
brows  were  wreathed  with  Pierian  chaplets,  and  whose  elo- 
quence in  defence  of  dejected  criminals  was  renowned ;  his 
very  ashes  burn  with  love  for  you.    You  are  the  theme  of 


568  MABTIAL*B 

admiration  in  the  Eljsian  fields,  and  Helen  Herself  marvels 
at  the  story  of  your  abduction.  You  are  superior  to  her,  as 
jou  deserted  him  who  overcame  you,  and  returned,  but  she 
would  not  follow  her  husband,  eyen  when  he  sought  to  regain 
her.  Menelaus  smiles,  and  listens  to  these  new  Trojan-like 
amours ;  the  yiolence  done  to  you  excuses  the  Fhiygian  Paris. 
When  the  joyful  asylum  of  the  pious  shall  one  day  receive 
you,  there  will  be  no  shade  in  the  Stygian  abodes  better 
known  than  yourself.  Proserpina  does  not  look  with  aversion 
upon  fair  ones  that  have  been  carried  off,  but  loves  them. 
Tour  amour  will  gain  you  the  queen's  favour. 

He  that  his  brows  deck'd  with  the  muses'  crown. 

Whose  voice  to  guilty  men  no  less  was  known, 

Sempronia,  here  thy  Kufus,  here  is  laid, 

Whose  dust  even  with  thy  love  still  drives  a  trade. 

'Mongst  the  blest  shades  thy  story  he  doth  bear. 

And  Helen's  ae\£  thy  rape  admires  to  hear : 

Thou  better  from  thy  spoiler  didst  return. 

She,  though  redeem  d,  did  after  Troy  still  bum. 

Menelaus  laughs  and  hears  the  Ulan  loves, 

Thy  rape  old  raiu*  guilt  forgives,  removes. 

And  when  thee  those  bless'd  mansions  shall  receive 

No  shade  greater  acquaintance  there  shall  have. 

Proserpina  loves  although  she  cannot  see 

Such  rapes,  that  love  shall  make  her  kind  to  thee. 

FietcUr. 

Lin.    TO  PATSBinrs. 

Although  you  possess  abundance  of  money  and  wealth, 
Patemus,  such  as  out  few  other  citizens  possess,  you  never 
make  any  present,  and  brood  over  your  hoard  like  the  great 
dragon,  which  the  poets  sing  of  as  the  guardian  of  the  Scythian 
grove.  The  cause,  as  you  yourself  allege  and  boast,  is  the 
dire  rapacity  of  your  son.  Pray  are  you  looking  for  fools 
and  novices  to  beguile  and  delude  ?  To  this  vice  you  have 
ever  been  a  father. 

When  thou  hast  so  much  coin  and  wealth  with  thee 
That  seldom  citizens  or  fathers  see. 
Yet  are  not  liberal,  but  thy  heaps  hane'st  o'er 
Like  the  great  dragon,  whom  the  bards  of  yore 
Feign'd  to  be  keeper  of  the  Scythian  grove, 
But  the  base  cause  of  this  thy  muck-worm  lovei 
Thou  brag'st  and  dost  pretend  thy  son  to  be : 
Why  dost  delude  us  with  this  fooler}-. 


\ 


BOOK  XII.]  XPIGBAJI8.  609 

As  though  we  blocks  or  idiots  had  been  ? 
Thou  wast  a  father  ever  to  this  sin.        Fletcher. 

LIT.      TO   Z0ILT7B. 

With  red  hair,  a  black  face,  a  cloven  foot,  and  blear  eyes, 
jou  show  the  world  a  prodigy,  Zoilus,  if  you  are  an  honest 
man. 

Red-hair'd,  black-faced,  club-footed,  and  blear-eyed, 

Zoilus,  'tis  much  if  thou  art  good  beside.  Fletcher. 

Ked-harr,  black-mouth,  bculger-legs,  blind,  I  see ; 

Be,  Zoilus,  good,  and  the  worlfs  wonder  be.       Wright. 

Thy  beard  and  head  are  of  a  different  dye : 
Short  of  one  foot,  distorted  in  an  eye ; 
With  all  these  tokens  of  a  knave  complete 
Shouldst  thou  be  honest  thou'rt  a  derlish  cheat. 

Addiso/t,  Spectator,  No.  86. 

LY.      TO   THE   PAIB   BEX. 

Gh^atis  qui  dare  vos  jubet  puell®, 
Insulsissimus,  improbissimusque  est. 
Gratis  ne  date,  basiate  gratis. 
Hoc  ^gle  negat,  hoc  avara  vendit. 
Sed  yendat  bene,  basiare  quantum  est. 
Hoc  vendit  quoque  uec  levi  rapina : 
A,ut  libram  petit  ilia  cosmiani, 
Aut  binos  quater  a  nova  moneta : 
Ne  sint  basia  muta,  nee  maligna, 
Ne  clusis  aditum  neget  labellis. 
Humane  facit  hoc  tamen ;  sed  unum  est. 
Gratis  quae  dare  basium  recusat, 
Gratis  bugere  nee  recusat  ^gle. 

O  Zitelle,  colui  che  vi  stimola  a  darvi  per  niente  e  un  temerario 
ed  un'  indegno.  Non  datevi  per  niente,  oaciate  per  niente.  £gle 
disaprova  questo :  avara  lo  vende.  Ma  ch'  essa  vends,  quanto  puo 
il  bacitara,  sta  bene.  Essa  vende  anche  quella  cosa,  ne  con  lieve 
rapina:  o  essa  dimanda  una  libra  d'unguento  Cosmiano,  owero 
flavii  della  nuova  moneta :  acci6  i  baci  non  sieno  muti,  ne  dispia- 
centi,  non  ricuseri  Tadito  alle  chiuse  labra.  Tuttavia  questo  lo  fa 
per  risguardi  ma  c*d  una  cosa :  £gle  che  ricusa  dare  un  bacio  per 
niente,  non  ricusa  lingere  per  niente.  ChragUa. 

LYI.      TO  P0LTGHABMU8. 

You  fall  sick  ten  times  or  more  in  the  course  of  a  year ;  a 
practice  which  inconveniences,  not  yourself,  Polycharmua^ 


570  icabtial's 

but  ub;  for  every  time  you  leave  jour  bed,  you  exact  the 
customary  presents  of  congratulation  from  your  firienda. 
Have  some  consideration :  fall  sick  at  length,  rolycharmus, 
once  for  all. 

Thou  ten  times  in  a  year  art  sick,  or  more ; 

This  is  not  thine,  my  friend,  but  *ti8  our  sore. 

No  sooner  well  but  for  thy  ffifts  dost  calL 

Blush :  pry'thee  once  be  sick  for  good  and  all.  Fleicker* 

LVTI.      TO   SFABSTJS. 

You  ask  why  I  so  ofben  go  to  mv  small  domain  at  arid 
Nomentum  and  the  humble  household  at  my  farm  ?  There 
is  no  place  in  town,  Sparsus,  where  a  poor  man  can  either 
think  or  rest.  One  cannot  live  for  schoolmasters  in  the 
morning,  com  grinders  at  night,  and  braziers*  hammers  all 
day  and  night.  Here  the  money-changer  indolently  rattles 
piles  of  Nero*s  rough  coins  on  his  dirty  counter;  there  a 
beater  of  Spanish  gold^  belabours  his  worn  stone  with  shining 
mallet.  Nor  does  the  fanatic  rabble  of  Bellona  cease  from  its 
clamour,  nor  the  gabbling  sailor  with  his  piece  of  wreck  hung 
over  his  shoulder ;  nor  the  Jew  boy,  brought  up  to  begmng 
by  his  mother,  nor  the  blear-eyed  huckster  of  matches. 
Who  can  enumerate  the  various  interruptions  to  sleep  at 
Bome  ?  As  well  might  you  tell  how  many  hands  in  the  city 
strike  the  cymbals,  when  the  moon  under  eclipse  is  assailed 
with  the  sound  of  the  Colchian  magic  rhomb.^  You,  Sparsus, 
are  ignorant  of  such  things,  living,  as  you  do,  in  luxurious 
ease  on  your  Fetilian  domain ;'  whose  mansion,  though  on  a 
level  plane,  overlooks  the  lofty  hills  which  surround  it ;  who 
enjoy  the  country  in  the  city*  (rtts  in  vrhe)^  with  a  Boman* 
vine-dresser,  and  a  vintage  not  to  be  surpassed  on  the  Faler- 
nian  mount.  Within  your  own  premises  is  a  retired  carriage 
drive ;  in  vour  deep  recesses  sleep  and  repose  are  unbroken 
by  the  noise  of  tongues :  and  no  daylight  penetrates  unless 
purposely  admitted.  But  I  am  awakened  by  the  laughter  of 
the  passing  crowd  ;  and  all  Bome  is  at  my  bed-side.    When- 

^  Some  editors  read  palwUa,  "  marsh-rushes,"  instead  of  balueU, 

*  See  B.  iz.  Ep.  30. 

'  In  Petiliania  regnU*     A  magnificent  villa  on  the  Janicnlum  that 
formerly  belonged  to  Lucius  Petllius,  a  rich  lawyer. 

*  This  now  common  saying  is  supposed  to  have  been  first  used  by  Mar- 
tial. *  As  living  within  the  compass  of  the  city. 


BOOK  XIl]  ZFieBAMS.  571 

ever,  overcome  with  weariness,  I  long  for  repose,  I  repair  to 
my  country-house. 

Why  to  a  homely  cottage  I  retire, 

On  a  dry  spot,  not  far  from  Harrow  spire  P 

Because  a  man,  so  poor  as  I,  may  creep 

Round  town ;  nor  nnd  a  hole  to  think  of  sleep. 

Is  it  to  live  ?  to  lodge  as  in  a  miU : 

Disturb'd  each  mom  by  chimney-sweepers  shrill : 

With  pewterers'  hammers  tinkling  in  one*8  ears : 

With  alley  jobbers  crying  bulls  and  bears. 

Here  Irish  boe-trotters,  now  paviors  grown, 

Ham  with  loud  hems  and  thump  the  shining  stone. 

There  soldiers  marching  to  their  duty  come, 

With  trumpets  sounding,  and  with  beat  of  drum. 

Dunn'd  bv  a  sailor  with  a  wooden  leg  $ 

Or  little  ralatine  brought  up  to  beg. 

Stunn'd  by  a  train  of  ragged  dirty  wretches, 

Hawking  a  Ghrub-street  paper,  or  card  matches. 

The  ways  to  lose  one's  sleep  whoever  tells, 

Might  count  the  changes  on  St.  Martin's  bells. 

But  you,  my  lord,  know  none  of  all  this  ill. 

Whose  palace  looks  o'er  Constitution  Hill. 

Your  rus  in  urbe  delicately  yields 

A  prospect  fair  o'er  Chelsea  s  twice-mow'd  fields.  ^ 

Within  your  gate  a  yard  to  turn  a  coach : 

Your  chamber  safe  from  noise  and  day's  approach* 

No  passing  mob  with  idle  jokes  to  noise  it ; 

Nor  lodging-room  with  London  for  its  closet 

Fatigued  with  all  this  hubbub,  &r  we  fly  it. 

To  pass  in  country  cot  the  night  in  quiet.  Hay. 

LVni.      TO  JIUIUBA. 

Your  wife,  Alauda,  caUs  you  a  courier  of  slaves,  while  she 
herself  runs  after  litter-bearers.  You  are  on  an  equal  foot- 
ing. 

LIX.      ON  IM^OBTUKATX  "BRISSDB, 

Eome  gives,  on  one's  return  afber  fifteen  years*  absence, 
such  a  number  of  kisses*  as  exceeds  those  given  by  Lesbia  to 
Catullus.  Every  neighbour,  every  hairy-faced  farmer,  presses 
on  you  with  a  strongly-scented  kiss.  Here  the  weaver  assails 
you,  there  the  fuller  and  the  cobbler,  who  has  just  been  kiss- 
ing leather ;  here  the  owner  of  a  filthy  beard,  and  a  one-eyed 

>  See  B.  zi.  Ep.  99. 


572  icabtull's 

gentleman ;  there  one  with  bleared  eyes,  and  feUows  whose 
mouths  are  defiled  with  all  manner  of  abominations.  It  wu 
hardly  worth  while  to  return. 

LX.      TO   HIS   BIBTHDAT. 

O  day,  nursling  of  Mars,*  on  which  I  first  beheld  the  rosy 
light  of  Aurora,  and  the  broad  face  of  the  sun,  shouldst  thou 
feel  shame  at  being  celebrated  in  the  country,  and  at  an  altar 
of  turf,  who  usedst  to  be  celebrated  by  me  in  the  city  of 
Bome,  be  indulgent,  if  I  am  unwilling  to  be  a  slave  upon  my 
own  birthday,  and  if  I  wish  to  livCy^  on  the  day  on  which  1 
received  life. 

Hail,  Taffi's  day !  on  which  my  race  begun : 

On  which  I  first  beheld  the  glorious  sun. 

That  day  I  now  in  rural  ease  will  spend ; 

In  banquet  whilom  pass'd  with  many  a  friend. 

No  longer  slave  to  forms,  I  will  contrive, 

Upon  that  day,  which  gave  me  life,  to  live. 

Is  it  to  keep  me  day  ?  in  pain  to  sup, 

About  Sir  Hany's  hock,  and  Ned*8  spice-cup ; 

Anxious  the  punch  well  zested  be,  and  bright : 

The  tables,  dishes,  company  placed  right 

Bising  each  moment  during  tne  whole  feast; 

And  catching  cold  to  comfuiment  each  guest. 

Were  this  commanded,  we  should  not  comply : 

Why  therefore  choose  such  formal  slavery.        JGTay. 

LX.  B.      OK   THE    BAKE. 

To  erow  pale  with  anxiety  on  one's  birthday,  lest  Sabellus 
should  not  be  supplied  with  hot  water,  and  Alauda  not  have 
clear  wine  to  drink;'  to  strain  turbid  CsMSuban  anxiously 
through  linen  filters,  and  to  run  to  and  fro  among  one's  tables ; 
to  receive  this  guest  and  that,  and  to  be  getting  up  all  dinner- 
time from  one's  place,  and  treading  upon  marble  pavement 
colder  than  ice ;  what  is  the  reason  that  you  should  endure 
all  these  annoyances  of  your  own  choice,  when,  if  a  rich  friend 
and  patron  were  to  impose  them  on  you,  you  would  refuse 
to  suDmit  to  them  ? 

^  Martial  was  bom  on  the  first  day  of  March,  Mars's  month.  See  B. 
ix.  Ep.  52. 

*  To  enjoy  life  free  from  the  distractions  of  the  city. 

'  Sabellus  and  Alaiida  are  names  of  guests  whom  he  would  hsYS  had  to 
entertain  if  he  bad  stayed  at  Rome. 


BOOK  XII.]  EPiaSAHS.  578 

LXI.      TO   LIOTJUB^ 

You  are  afraid,  Ligurra,  lest  I  should  compose  verses  on 
you,  some  short  and  pungent  epigram,  and  you  wish  to  be 
thought  a  proper  object  of  such  fear.  But  vain  is  your  fear, 
and  vain  your  desire !  Libyan  lions  rush  upon  bulls ;  they 
do  not  hurt  butterflies.  If  you  aim  at  getting  your  name 
into  verse,  seek,  I  advise  you,  some  sot  of  a  poet  from  some 
dark  den,  who  writes,  with  coarse  charcoal  and  crumbling 
chalk,  verses  which  people  read  as  they  ease  themselves. 
Your  brow  is  not  to  be  branded  with  my  mark. 

You  dread  my  verse,  and  stine  of  wit, 
Which  put  you  in  a  shaking  m : 
Would  seem  of  rank  to  entertain 
Such  fears :  your  fears  and  hopes  are  vain. 
'Tis  at  the  bull  that  lions  fly. 
While  rats  run  unregarded  by. 
Find  other  poets,  if  you  long 
To  be  the  burden  of  a  song : 
Some  drunken  bard  irom  urub-street  hole, 
Who,  with  a  piece  of  chalk  or  coal, 
•May  draw  a  hne  or  two  of  satire, 
Wmch  we  may  read  in  easing  nature. 
Your  coxcomb  may  deserve  me  burden, 
Not  of  my  verse,  but  of  my  jorden.  Hay. 

Imitation,  applied  to  Sir  Imgo  Jones. 

Sir  Inigo  doth  fear  it,  as  I  hear, 

And  labours  to  seem  worthy  of  that  fear, 

That  I  should  write  upon  mm  some  sharp  verse. 

Able  to  eat  into  his  bones,  and  pierce 

Their  marrow.    Wretch !  I  cruit  thee  of  ihy  pain. 

Thou  'rt  too  ambitious,  and  dost  fear  in  vain : 

The  Libyan  lion  hunts  no  butterflies, 

He  makes  the  camel  and  dull  ass  his  prize. 

Seek  out  some  hungry  painter,  that  for  bread 

With  rotten  coal  or  chalk  upon  the  wall 

Will  well  desij^  thee  to  be  view'd  of  all ; 

Thy  forehead  is  too  narrow  for  my  brand. 

Ben  Joneon, 

LIII.      TO    SATUEjy,   ON  BEHALF   OF   FRIS0T7B   TERElTTnTS. 

Grreat  king  of  the  ancient  world,  and  of  the  primitive  state 
of  things,  under  whose  rule  quiet  repose  prevailed,  and  labour 
was  unknown ;  nor  was  the  thiinder-boft  of  Jove  frequently 


574  MABTIAL'S 

used,  nor  lived  there  those  who  were  deserving  of  it ;  and  the 
earth  yielded  its  riches,  without  being  cloven  down  to  the 
infernal  regions;    come,   propitious  and  gracious,  to   this 
solemn  festival  of  Friscus;  it  befits  thee  to  be  present  ai 
thy  own  sacred  rites.     Thou  rpstorest  him  to  his  countiy,' 
glorious  father,  in  the  sixth  winter,  from  the  Latian  citj^  uf 
the  pacific  Numa.    Dost  thou  observe  how  like  Eoman  luxury 
the  iestal  array  is  spread,  and  how  great  splendour  is  shown  in 
gay  profusion  P  howimsparing  the  hand,  and  the  coins  on  the 
rich  table,  the  wealth,  Saturn,  which  is  counted  for  thee  r 
And  that  thy  beneficence  and  favour  for  these  deserts  may  be 
greater,  it  is  both  a  father  and  a  careful  man  that  thus  magni- 
ficently celebrates  thy  festival.     But  mayst  thou,  venerable 
deiiy,  be  ever  thus  greeted  with  proofs  of  affection,  in  Decern* 
ber ;  mayst  thou  bid  this  season  frequently  return  to  him. 

LITTI.      TO   COBDOVA. 

Cordova,  spot  more  delightful  than  rich  Venafrum,  unsur- 
passed in  fertility  by  the  olive-bearing  Istria,'  richer  in  sheep 
than  the  pellucid  G-alssus,^  and  that  deceives  not  with  purple 
or  red  dye,  but  hast  thy  flocks  tinged  by  nature ;  command, 
I  pray  you,  that  poet  of  yours  to  have  some  sense  of  modesty, 
and  not  to  recite  my  compositions  without  having  paid  me 
for  them.   I  could  have  borne  his  proceedings,  if  he  had  been 
a  good  poet,  on  whom  I  could  have  made  reprisal,  but  he  is  a 
bachelor  who  destroys  my  peace  without  giving  me  the  op- 
portunity of  revenge.  A  blind  man  cannot  be  retoliated  upon 
lor  the  loss  of  sight  of  which  he  deprives  another.     Nobody 
is  more  reckless  than  a  plunderer,  who  has  nothing  to  lose ; 
nobody  more  secure  than  a  bad  poet. 

O  Grub-street !  fam*d  for  dying  speech. 
And  many  a  scrap  to  wipe  the  breech : 
With  pamphlet  and.  with  journal  vying 
In  downright,  true  blue,  native  Iving : 
Pray  tell  your  shameless  bard,  who  ^tis 
Repeats  my  works,  that  'tis  plus  f aits. 
From  a  good  poet  such  behaviour 
I'd  bear,  and  might  return  the  favour. 

'  Spain.  *  Rome. 

'  Uittrd  nee  minius  absobita  testd.  *'  Not  less  perfect  than  the  (olive) 
jar  of  Histria."  The  best  olives  were  produced  at  Vanafnim  in  Gun* 
pania  •  the  next  best  m  Istria.  *  See  B.  ii.  Ep.  43. 


BOOK  xil]  epigbams.  575 

When  batchelon  supply  your  placO; 

There's  no  retaliating  the  case. 

If  a  blind  man  beats  out  your  eye, 

Tou  can*t  return  the  injury. 

As  beggars  are  from  suits  insured ; 

So  a  bad  poet  is  secured.  Hay, 

LXIY.      ON   CINNA. 

Cinna  made  one  of  his  rosy  attendants,  who  surpassed  all 
the  others  in  beauty  of  feature  and  hair,  his  cook.  Cinna  is 
a  luxurious  personage. 

LIV.      ON  PHYLLIS. 

During  a  whole  night  of  pleasure,  the  beauteous  Phyllin 
had  shown  herself  kind  to  me  in  every  way ;  and,  as  I  was 
thinking  in  the  morning  what  present  to  make  her,  whether 
A  pound  of  Cosmus*  or  Niceros*  perfumes,  or  a  piece  of  fine 
Spanish  wool,  or  ten  yellow  coins  of  Domitian,  she  threw  her 
arms  round  my  neck,  and  caressing  me  with  a  long  kiss,  like 
chose  of  amorous  doves,  proceeded  to  ask  me  for — a  jar  of 
wine. 

To  charming  CsBlia*s  arms  I  flew. 
And  there  all  night  I  feasted ; 
No  god  such  transports  ever  knew, 
No  mortal  ever  tasted. 

Lost  in  the  sweet  tumultuous  joy. 

And  pleas'd  beyond  expressing, 
How  can  your  slave,  my  mir,  said  I, 

Reward  so  great  a  blessing  F 

The  whole  creation*s  wealth  survey; 

Through  both  the  Indies  wander ; 
Ask  what  brib'd  senates  give  away, 

And  fighting  monarchs  squander. 

The  richest  spoils  of  earth  and  air ; 

The  rifled  ocean's  treasure ; 
'Tis  all  too  poor  a  bribe  by  far 

To  purchase  so  much  pleasure. 

She  blushing  cried,  my  life,  my  dear. 

Since  CsBha  thus  you  fancy, 
Give  her,  but  *tifl  too  much,  I  fear, 

A  rundlet  of  right  Nancy.  Tom  Brown* 

With  me  fair  Phyllis  pass'd  the  ni^ht 
And  strove  to  please  nith  new  dehght : 


576  HABTIAL^S 

As  at  the  dawn  I  musing  lay 

How  all  her  faTours  to  repay, 

In  china  ware,  or  tea,  or  snufi^ 

Or  in  some  gaudy  piece  of  stuff ; 

She  claspM  my  neck  and  chuck'd  my  chin. 

And  sofuy  begged  a  quart  of  gin. 

Oentleman's 

LXVI.      TO   AMCENUS. 

Though  your  house  cost  you  a  hundred  thousand  sesteroes, 
you  pretend  to  be  willing  to  sell  it  for  even  a  smaller  sum. 
^But  you  are  seeking,  Amoenus,  to  over-reach  your  purchaser 
by  art  and  cunning,  for  your  house  is  hidden  amid  the  rich 
furniture  with  which  it  is  gorgeously  adorned.  Couches 
gemmed  with  tortoise-shell,  and  valuable  solid  furniture  of 
dtron-wood  from  Africa,  glitter  at  the  entrance ;  silver  and 
gold  vases  are  supported  upon  a  Delphic  table  of  extra- 
ordinary beauty,  and  slaves  stand  by  whom  I  would  will- 
ingly pray  to  be  my  masters.  Then  you  talk  of  two  hundred 
thousand  sesterces,  and  say  that  it  cannot  be  had  for  less. 
You  offer  a  house  so  exquisitely  furnished,  Amcenus,  at  a  low 
price.* 

LXVII.      ON   THE   BIRTH-DAT  OF  YIBOIL. 

Ye,  Idea  of  May,  gave  birth  to  Mercury.  Diana's  birth- 
day recurs  on  the  Ides  of  August.  Yirgil  has  consecrated 
the  Ides  of  October.  Thou  who  celebratest  the  Ides  of  the 
great  Maro,  mayst  thou  often  celebrate  both  the  first  and  the 
second ! 

LXTLII.      TO   HIS   CLIENTS. 

O  clients,  that  beset  me  in  the  morning,  and  who  were  the 
cause  of  my  departure  from  Eome,  frequent,  if  you  are  wise, 
the  lordly  mansions  of  the  city.  I  am  no  lawyer,  nor  fitted 
for  pleacQng  troublesome  causes,  but  inactive,  somewhat  ad- 
vanced in  years,  and  a  votary  of  the  Pierian  sisters.  I  wish 
to  enjoy  repose  and  slumber,  which  great  Bome  denied ;  but 
I  must  return  thither,  if  I  am  to  be  equally  hunted  here. 

Thou  morning  client,  this  is  my  retreat ; 
Go  to  the  town  and  palace  of  the  great. 

^  Amoenus  adorned  his  house,  which  he  had  bought  too  dear,  with 
valuable  furniture,  merely  to  set  it  off,  and  to  induce  a  purchaser  to  pjt 
him  a  higher  price  for  it  than  he  would  hare  given  had  it  been  empty. 


BOOK  XII.]  EPiaBAMS.  677 

No  lawyer  I  that  can  your  cause  defend  ; 

But  old,  and  idle,  and  the  muse's  friend. 

Ease  and  repose  I  love ;  but  if  in  vain 

I  seek  them  Jbere ;  why  not  to  town  again  ?       ITay. 

LXIX.      TO   PAT7LLUS. 

XoTi  have  firiends,   FauUus,  just  like  your  pictures  and 
vases,  all  antique  originals.^ 

Thy  friends,  Paullus,  just  unto  thee  relate, 

Like  to  some  famous  works  in  paint  or  plate  : 

Thy  honour  'tis,  such  pieces  to  retain. 

But  in  return  they  receive  nought  again.    Ancn,  1695. 

LXX.      OK   AFSB,   BOBEB  WHEN  POOB,   IKEBBIATED 

WHEN   BICH. 

When  recently  a  miserable  bow-legged  slave  used  to  carry 
Aper's  linen  to  the  bath  for  him,  and  a  one-eyed  old  woman 
sat  on  his  paltry  toga  to  guard  it,  while  a  herniose  bathing 
man  supplied  him  with  his  drop  of  oil,  he  used  to  be  a  severe 
and  unsparing  censor  of  drunkards.  **  Break  your  cups,  and 
throw  away  your  Falemian,"  he  would  exclaim  to  any  knight 
who  drank  anything  on  leaving  the  bath.  But  since  three 
hundred  thousand  sesterces  came  to  him  from  his  old  uncle, 
he  cannot  go  home  from  the  warm  baths  sober.  Oh  what 
power  jewelled  cups  and  a  retinue  of  five  long-haired  servants 
have !  Aper,  as  long  as  he  was  a  poor  man,  did  not  suffer 
from  thirst. 

Tom  had  a  lad  lame  with  a  broken  thigh ; 

And  an  old  housekeeper  with  but  one  eye : 

On  greasy  steaks  from  chop-house  did  r^zale ; 

Anaagainst  drunkards  most  devoutly  rau. 

Did  vou  for  bottles  after  dinner  call ; 

He  oamn'd  the  bottles,  glasses,  wine,  and  all. 

Now  an  estate  is  from  an  uncle  come  j 

He  from  the  tavern  ne*er  goes  sober  home ; 

Such  the  effect  of  plate  and  lacqueyb  five ! 

>Vhen  poor,  Tom  was  the  soberest  man  alive.      Hiay. 

^  The  meaning  is,  either  that  Paullus  regarded  his  friends  as  he  regarded 
his  antique  treasures,  bestowing  nothing  more  on  the  one  than  on  the 
other ;  or  that  he  sought  to  make  friends  only  of  old  men,  from  whom  he 
hoped  shortly  to  obtain  legacies,  In  either  acceptation,  it  is  a  satire  ou 
PauUtts's  avarice. 

2  p 


578  MA.BTIAL*S 

LXXI.      TO   LTGDTJ8. 

You  refuse  me,  Lygdus,  everything  I  ask ;  but  there  w» 
a  time,  Lygdus,  when  you  refused  me  nothing.^ 

LXXII.      TO   PANlTICirS,  WHO   HAD   QUITTED   THE   BAB    TO 

BECOME   EABMEB. 

Having  purchased  the  acres  of  a  little  obscure  &rm  near 
the  Sepulchres,^  and  a  badly  constructed  cabin  with  apropped- 
up  roof,  you  leave  the  litigations  of  the  town,  f  annicus, 
wnich  were  your  farm,  and  the  scanty  but  certain  profits  of 
the  worn  toga.  As  a  lawyer  you  used  to  sell  wheat,  millet, 
barley,  and  beans  ;^  now,  as  a  farmer,  you  buy  them. 

A  littJe  farm  you  purchase  near  the  town, 

With  a  |>oor  timber  house,  just  dropping  down, 

And  business  quit,  a  better  farm  by  tar ; 

I  mean  the  certain  profits  of  the  bar. 

Of  wheat,  oats,  beans,  and  barley,  large  supplies 

The  lawyer  got ;  which  now  the  fiarmer  buys.  Hay. 

LXXIII.      TO   CATULLUS. 

You  tell  me,  Catullus,  that  I  am  your  heir.  I  shall  not 
believe  it,  GatuUus,  till  I  read  it. 

I  am  thy  heir,  Catullus ;  thou  hast  said  it ; 

But  I  mil  not  believe  it  till  I  've  read  it       FftUker. 

LXXIY.      TO   FLACOUS,   WITH   A  PBE8ENT   OF   OLABB    CUPS, 
CALLED   CALICES   ATTDACES,  '' AUDACIOUS   CUPB."^ 

Although  the  Nile  vessels  bring  jom  goblets  of  crystal,  jet 
accept  some  cups  from  the  Flaminian  circus.  Are  these 
cups  the  more  audacious,  or  those  who  send  such  presents  P 
But  there  is  a  double  advantage  in  the  use  of  these  common 
vessels ;  no  thief  is  allured,  llaocus,  by  such  specimens  of 
art,  and  they  are  not  cracked  by  over-heated  water.  Nay 
more,  the  guest  drinks  without  disturbing  the  peace  of  the 
attendant,  and  trembling  hands  have  no  fear  lest  they  should 
fall.  This  too  is  somewing,  that  if,  after  a  toast,  you  must 
break  your  cup,  Flaccus,  you  will  propose  it  in  one  of  these 
vessels. 

I  See  B.  xi.  Ep.  73;  B.  iv.  Ep.  12. 

'  The  place  where  the  Gauls  were  boried  in  the  time  of  Camillos. 

*  From  the  presents  made  yoa  by  your  clients.     *  See  B.  sir.  Bp.  94 


BOOIC  XII.]  IPIOBAMS.  579 

Though  ships  from  China  bring  you  cup  and  jar ; 

Accept  this  mug  of  homely  Lambeth  ware. 

Bold  is  the  man,  who  such  a  present  sends ; 

Though  a  cheap  pot  may  answer  several  ends. 

A  thief  for  this  will  hardly  risk  his  neck : 

Nor  easily  will  scalding  water  break. 

The  servant  brings  it  in  no  pain  at  all. 

Nor  have  you  any,  lest  you  let  it  falL 

You  pledge  not  him,  you  think  has  a  disease, 

But  orop  the  cup,  ana  break  it,  if  you  please.       Jiay. 

LXXY.      OV  HIS   FAVOITRITES. 

Festinat  Folytimus  ad  puellas : 
Invitus  puerum  fatetur  Hymnus : 
Pastas  glande  nates  habet  Secundus. 
Mollis  jDindymiis  est,  sed  esse  non  vult : 
Amphion  potuit  puella  nasci. 
Horum  deliciajB,  superbiamque, 
Et  fiskstus  querulos,  amice,  malo, 
Quam  dotis  mihi  quinquies  ducena. 

Politimo  s*impazienta  per  le  zitelle :  Imno  si  confessa  non  ancor 
atto  a  suo  dispetto :  Secondo  ha  le  natiche  nudrite  di  ghiande. 
Dindimo  h  eneminato,  ma  non  vuol  esserlo:  Anfione  mce  che 
poteva  nascere  una  zitella.  O  amico,  amo  meglio  le  delizie  e  I'or- 
goglio  di  costoro,  e  la  loro  querule  fierezza,  che  una  dote  di  cinque 
volte  ducento  miUa  sesterzi.  GragUa, 

LXXYI.      OK  THE   FABMBBS. 

The  amphora  of  wine  sells  for  twenty  sesterces,  a  bushel 
of  com  for  four.  The  husbandman,  intoxicated  and  over-fed, 
makes  nothing.^ 

LXXVII.      OK  ABTHOK. 

While  Aethon  was  praying  in  the  Capitol,  with  many  a 
supplication,  to  Jupiter,  and  with  up-turned  eyes  was  bowing 
to  Mb  very  feet,  he  let  wind  escape  oehind.  The  bystanders 
laughed,  but  the  father  of  the  gods  was  offended,  and  con- 
demned his  worshipper  to  dine  at  home  for  three  suocessiTe 
days.  After  this  accident,  the  unhappy  Aethon,  when  he 
wishes  to  enter  the  Capitol,  goes  first  to  Fatroclus^  house  of 

^  Is  ruined.  Such  is  the  cheapness  of  provisions,  that  he  eats  and  drinks 
the  produce  of  his  land  rather  than  sell  it. 

2  F  2 


580  mabtial'8 

conyenience,  and  relieves  himself  by  some  ten  or  twenty  dis- 
charges. But,  notwithstanding  this  precaution,  he  ia  careful 
never  to  address  Jove  again  without  being  tightly  compressed 
in  the  rear. 

While  Spintext,  in  his  sermon  long  and  loud, 

On  tip-toe  catechis'd  the  listening  crowd ; 

He  from  the  pulpit  wind  behind  let  fly. 

The  congregation  lost  their  gravity. 

Th'  offended  bishop  did  the  thing  resent : 

A  cruel  penance  Spintext  underwent : 

Doom'd  to  his  loroship's  board  no  more  to  come ; 

But  on  light  diet  live  three  months  at  home. 

And  'tis  with  Spintext  now  a  constant  rule^ 

Before  he  mounts  the  desk,  to  eo  to  stool. 

And  after  all  that  caution,  less  does  mind 

His  prayers  at  church,  than  to  hold  fast  behind.        JEEdy. 

LXrVIII.      TO   BITHTlflCUS. 

I  have  written  nothing  against  you,  Bithynicus.  Are  you 
unwilling  to  believe  me,  and  require  me  to  swear  ?  I  prefer 
to  give  you  another  sort  of  satisfaction.^ 

LXXIX.      TO  ATTIOILLA. 

I  have  granted  you  much  that  you  asked :  I  have  granted 
you  more  than  you  asked :  and  yet  you  never  cease  to  ask 
of  me.  He  who  refuses  nothing,  AtticiUa,  will  soon  have 
nothing  to  refuse. 

LXXX.      ON   CALLISTBATVS. 

Oallistratus,  making  no  distinction  as  to  merit,  praises 
everybody.  To  him,  in  whose  eyes  no  one  is  bad,  who  can 
appear  good  P 

Lest  that  Callistratus  should  not 

Praise  worthy  men,  he  praises  all : 

He  thinks  that  no  one  hath  a  blot ; 

Whom  can  he  then  a  good  man  caJl  ?        FiMker. 

Through  ser\'ile  flatterv  thou  dost  all  commend : 

Who  cares  to  please  yriiom  no  man  can  offetidf     Amm» 

LXXXI.      ON   UMBES. 

In  winter-time,  and  at  the  festival  of  Saturn,  Umber  used 

^  I  had  rather  write  something  against  you,  as  I  now  do,  than  awear  tbBi 
I  have  written  nothing. 


BOOK  III.]  SPIGBAMB.  581 

-to  send  me  of  his  poverty  a  light  dress;  now  he  sends  me  a 
light  mess  of  furmity,  for  he  has  become  rich. 

In  -winter-time  and  Saturn's  holy  days, 

Umber,  when  poor,  did  me  present  always 

With  finest  wheat :  but  now  with  coarser  grain, 

For  he's  grown  rich,  and  made  a  man  of  gain.    Fletcher, 

XXXXII.      Oir  KEKOGEKES,   A   SESKEB  OF   IKTITATIOXS   TO 

niNNEB. 

To  escape  Menogenes  at  the  baths,  hot  or  cold,  is  quite 
impossible,  although  you  try  every  art  to  do  so.  He  will 
catch  up  your  warm  ^all  with  eager  hands,  that  he  may  lay 
you  under  obligation  for  having  several  times  stopped  it. 
He  will  pick  up  the  foot-ball,  when  collapsed,  out  of  the 
dirt,  and  bring  it  you, .  even  though  he  may  have  just 
bathed  and  have  his  slippers  on.  If  you  bring  linen  with 
you,^  he  will  declare  it  whiter  than  snow,  even  though  it  be 
dirtier  than  a  child's  bib.  If  you  comb  your  scanty  hair 
^th  the  toothed  ivory,  he  will  say  that  you  have  arranged 
your  tresses  like  those  of  Achilles.  He  will  himself  bring 
you  the  fetid  dregs  of  the  smoky  wine  jar,'  and  will  even  re- 
move the  perspiration  from  your  forehead.  He  will  praise 
everything,  admire  everything  about  you,  until,  after  Imving 
patiently  endured  a  thousand  tortures,  you  utter  the  invita- 
tion, '^  Come  and  dine !" 

To  breakfast  if  to  Ranelagh  you  stray. 

And  Supple  meet,  he's  not  shook  off  &at  day. 

The  boiling  kettle  with  both  hands  he'll  seize ; 

And  hand  the  cakes ;  that  you  may  sit  at  ease. 

In  the  canal  the  wind  your  beaver  blows ; 

To  take  it  out,  he  ventures  over  shoes. 

If  you  take  snuff;  your  box  he  maj^nifies. 

Although  of  iron,  and  of  lowest  pnce. 

Then  with  his  comb  will  set  young  master's  hair : 

And  swear,  no  wig  can  with  those  locks  compare. 

Attends  him  to  the  neceesaxv  place ; 

And  wipes  a  drop  of  sweat  ut>m  off  his  face. 

All  he  admires  and  praises ;  till  in  fine 

Fatigued  you  cry,  *^To-day,  pray,  with  us  dine."    May, 

1  To  the  bath.    Comp.  Ep.  70. 

>  Which  they  used  in  the  bath,  says  Rader,  either  to  promote  perspira- 
tion, or  to  provoke  vomiting  before  dixmer. 


582  MABTIAL*8 

LZXXIII.      OK  FJLBlA.Vn8. 

Fabianus,  who  used  to  make  merry  at  the  expeoae  of 
hemiiB,  and  whom  all  dreaded  when  he  derided  Bwelliiig  hy- 
droceles with  more  pungency  even  than  two  Gatulli  together 
would  have  done,  suddenly  found  himself  miserable  wretch, 
in  the  warm  baths  of  Nero,  and  then  became  silent. 

LXIXIT.      TO   POLTTIMUS. 

I  was  long  unwilling,  Polytimus,  to  violate  your  locks  with 
the  scissors ;  ^  but  now  I  am  glad  that  I  yielded  in  this  re- 
spect to  your  entreaties.  Such  was  Pelops  when,  newly  ahom, 
he  shone  forth  with  shortened  tresses,  that  his  betroth^ 
might  see  the  whole  of  his  ivory  shoulders.* 

LXXXV.      TO   FABITLLFS. 

Fiediconibus  os  olere  dicis. 

Hoc  si,  sicut  ais,  Fabulle,Verum  est. 

Quid  tu  credis  olere  cunnilingis  ? 

Tu  oQ  che  la  bocca  sente  cattivo  ai  sodomiti.  Se  questo,  come  tu 
dici,  o  Fabullo,  h  vero,  che  credi  tu  che  senta  id  cunnilinffj  ? 

GhroffUa. 

LXXXVI.      TO   A.y   HOHME   BLASE. 

Triginta  tibi  sunt  pueri,  totidemque  puells : 
Una  est,  nee  surgit  mentula.    Quid  fades  ? 

Tu  hai  trenta  ragazzi,  ed  altre  tante  ragazie;  ta  hai  una  aol 
mentola,  ne  si  rizza.    Che  farai  P  Graglia, 

LXXXVII.      TO   COTTA. 

Gotta,  complaining  that  he  had  twice  lost  his  slippers 
through  the  negligence  of  his  servant,  who  attends  him  about, 
and  \a  the  poor  creature's  only  valet  and  escort,  hit  upon  a 
plan,  like  a  shrewd  and  cuiming  fellow,  by  which  he  might 
avoid  such  a  loss  for  the  futiu^.  He  began  to  go  out  to 
dinner  without  slippers.' 

Twice  to  have  lost  thy  shoes,  thou  dost  complain, 

While  that  a  negligent  slave  thou  didst  retaiii« 

And  he  thy  whole  retinue,  and  thy  train. 

Wise  on  tny  loss,  and  cndft^  thou  didst  grow, 

And  to  avoid  being  often  choused  so. 

Thou  after  bare-foot  didst  to  sapper  go.       Anon.  1685. 

^  See  B.  T.  Ep.  49 ;  B.  i.  Ep.  32.  *  Made  of  iToiy  by  Cens. 

'  From  poTerty. 


BOOK  XII.]  EPIOBAMS.  583 

LXXXVIII.      OK   TOKeiLIAJEOrS. 

Tongilianus  has  a  nose,  I  know,  and  don't  deny  it.  But 
Tongilianns  has,  I  know  that  too,  nothing  else  but  a  nose.' 

LXZXIX.      TO    CHAKINXrS,    OBOWIKO   BALD. 

When  you  wrap  your  head  in  flannel,  Charinus,  it  is  not 
jour  ears  that  trouble  you,  but  your  hair. 

Charinus,  *cau8e  thou  bind'st  thy  head  with  wool, 
Tis  not  thy  ears  that  grieye  ;  'tis  thy  bald  skull. 

Fletcher. 
XC.      OlS  MABO. 

Maro,  on  behalf  of  his  old  friend,  whose  semitertian  feyer 
was  severe  and  at  its  height,  made  a  yow,  but  in  a  loud 
yoice,  so  as  to  be  overheard,  that,  if  he  were  not  sent  to  the 
Stygian  Shades,  a  grateful  victim  should  fall  before*  great 
Jove.  The  doctors  began  to  promise  certain  recovery.  Maro 
now  makes  new  vows,  that  he  may  avoid  paying  the  former. 

Wealthy  was  of  a  fever  ]ike  to  die ; 

When  a  most  solemn  vow  was  made  by  Sly : 

If  his  friend  Wealthy  gave  not  up  the  ghost, 

A  church  he'd  build  at  his  own  pro|)er  cost. 

Wealthy  gets  well :  thinks  Sly,  left  in  the  lurch, 

Since  private  prayer  prevail* d,  there  need  no  church. 

Hay. 

XCI.      TO   HAGULLA. 

Since,  Magulla,  you  have  couch  and  favourite,  in  common 
with  your  husband,  tell  me  why  you  have  not  your  cup-bearer 
in  common.    You  sigh :  the  reason  is,  you  fear  the  cup.* 

XOII.      TO   PBISCUS. 

Ton  often  ask  me,  Priscus,  what  sort  of  person  I  should  be, 
if  I  were  to  become  suddenly  rich  and  powerful.  Who  can 
determine  what  would  be  his  future  conduct  ?  Tell  me,  if  you 
were  to  become  a  lion,  what  sort  of  a  lion  would  you  be  ? 

I  PriscuSf  you*ve  often  ask'd  me  how  Fd  live. 
Should  Fate  at  once  both  wealth  and  honour  give ; 
What  soul  his  future  conduct  can  foresee? 
Tell  me  what  sort  of  lion  you  would  be. 

F,  Lewis,  Motto  to  the  \12nd  Rambier. 

^  Either  because  he  was  too  much  giyen  to  sneering ;  see  B.  i.  Ep.  3; 
or  because  he  was  always  smelUng  out  gpood  dinners.    Comp.  Ep*  37. 
'  Lest  it  should  be  poisoned 


684  habtial's 

What  would  I  do,  the  (question  you  repeaty 
If  on  a  sudden  I  were  nch  and  great  ? 
Who  can  himself  with  future  conduct  charge  F 
What  would  you  do,  a  lion,  and  at  large  ? 

XCIII.      OK   FABULLA. 

EabuUa  has  found  out  a  way  to  kiss  her  lover  in  the  pre> 
sence  of  her  husband.  She  has  a  little  fool  whom  she  kisses 
over  and  over  again,  when  the  lover  immediately  seizes  him 
while  he  is  still  wet  with  the  multitude  of  kisses,  and  sends 
him  back  forthwith,  charged  with  his  own  to  his  smiling  mis- 
tress. How  much  greater  a  fool  is  the  husband  than  the 
professed  fool ! 

My  lady  Modish  doth  this  way  devise, 

To  kiss  her  spark  before  her  husband's  eyes. 

She  slavers  o  er  her  little  boy  with  kisses, 

And  the  gallant  receives  the  reeking  blisses : 

Then  to  the  little  cupid  gives  a  smack ; 

And  to  his  laughing  mother  sends  him  back. 

But  if  the  husband  is  this  way  beguiled  ; 

The  husband  is  by  much  the  greater  child.        Jloy. 

XCIV.      TO   TTTCCA. 

I  was  writing  an  epic  poem ;  you  began  to  write  one  ;  I 
desisted  from  mine,  that  my  verses  might  not  stand  in  rivalrr 
with  yours.     My  Thalia  transferred  herself  to  the  tragic 
buskin ;  you  immediately  assumed  the  tragic  robe.    I  struck 
the  sti^ings  of  the  lyre  studied  by  the  Calabrian  muses ;  with 
new  ambition  you  snatched  from  me  the  plectrum.^     I  ven* 
tured  on  satire :  you  laboured  to  become  a  Lucilius.    I  sport 
in  light  elegy ;  you  do  the  same.     What  humbler  style  was 
left  me  P     I  began  to  write  epigrams ;  my  fame  in  that  de- 
partment became  also  the  object  of  your  envy.     Determine 
what  you  do  not  like ;  it  is  a  shame  for  you  to  like  everything ; 
and  if  there  be  any  species  of  writing  that  you  do  not  affect 
Tucca,  leave  that  for  me. 

I  cannot  fot  the  stage  a  drama  lay. 

Tragic  or  comic,  but  thou  writ'st  a  play. 

I  learn  thee  there,  and,  giving  way,  intend 

An  enic  poem ;  thou  hast  the  same  end. 

I  moaestly  quit  that,  and  think  to  write 

Next  morn  an  ode ;  thou  mak'st  a  song  ere  night 

^  Quill  to  play  on  the  strings  of  the  lyre. 


-BOOK  XII.]  EPIOBi^MS.  585 

I  pass  to  elegies ;  thou  meet'st  me  there ; 
To  satires,  and  thou  dost  pursue  me.    Where, 
Where  shall  I  scape  thee  r    In  an  epigram  ? 
Oh !  thou  cri'st  out,  that  is  my  proper  game. 

Ben  JoMon, 

XCV.      TO   BUFUS. 

Mu8®i  pathicissimos  libellos, 
Qui  certant  Sjbariticis  libellis, 
Et  tinct&s  sale  pruriente  chartas 
lustanti  lege  Bufe :  sed  puella 
Sit  tecum  tua,  ne  Thalassionem 
Indicas  manibus  libidinosis. 
Et  fias  sine  foemina  maritus. 

O  Rufo,  legn  i  paticissimi  libelli  di  Museo,  che  garreggiano  eoi 
Sibaritici  libelli,  e  leggi  le  carte  asperse  di  sale  soUeticante :  ma  la 
tua  ragazza  sia  teco,  affinche  con  mani  libidinose  tu  non  ecciti 
Talassione,  e  diventi  marito  senza  donna.  Graglia. 

XCVI.      TO   A  JEALOUS   WIFE. 

Gum  tibi  nota  tui  sit  vita,  fidesque  mariti, 

Nee  premat  uUa  tuos,  sollicitetque  tores : 
Quid  quasi  pellicibus  torqueris  inepta  ministris, 

In  quibus  et  brevis  est,  et  fugitiva  Venus  ? 
Plus  tibi  quam  domino  pueros  prsestare  probabo  : 

Hi  faciunt,  ut  sis  foemina  sola  viro. 
Hi  dant,  quod  non  vis  uxor  dare.     Do  tamen,  inquis, 

Ne  vagus  a  thalamis  conjugis  erret  amor. 
Non  eadem  res  est :  Chiam  volo,  nolo  mariscam. 

Ne  dubites  qu®  sit  Chia,  marisca  tua  est. 
Scire  sues  fines  matrona,  et  fcsmina  debet : 

Cede  suam  pueris ;  utere  parte  tua. 

Essendo  la  vita,  e  la  fedelta  del  tuo  marito  a  te  nota,  veruna 
prema  o  solleciti  11  tuo  talamo  :  a  che,  sciocca,  ti  tormenti  tu  del 
Bervi  come  di  concubine,  coi  quali  il  piacere  di  venere  d  breve  e 
fuggitivo.  Ti  provero  che  i  ragazzi  giovano  piii  a  te  che  al  loro 
paid^ne  :  questi  son  la  cagione,  che  tu  sola  sii  moglie  al  tuo  marito ; 
essi  danno  cio  che  tu,  come  moglie,  non  vuoi  dare.  Peraltro  il  do, 
dl  tu,  affinche  Tamore  non  travii  incostante  dai  talami  conjugali. 
Non  d  la  cosa :  voglio  una  chia,  non  voglio  una  marisca.  Affinche 
non  dubbiti  cosa  sia  una  chia,  la  tua  ^  una  marisca.  Una  matrona 
deve  sapere  i  suoi  limiti,  ed  una  femina  i  suoi.  Cedi  ai  ragazzi  la 
loro  parte :  e  tu  fa  uso  della  tua.  Graglia, 


£86  MABTIAL^S 

XCYII.      TO   BASSU9. 

(Tzor  cum  tibi  sit  puella,  qua] em 
Yotis  vix  petat  improbus  mantus. 
Dives,  nobilis,  erudita,  casta  : 
Eumpis,  Basse,  latus,  sed  in  comatia, 
TJzoris  tibi  dote  quos  parasti. 
Et  sic  ad  dominam  reversa  languet 
Multis  mentula  millibus  redempta : 
Sed  nee  vocibus  excitata  blandis, 
MoUi  poUice  nee  rogata  surgit. 
Sit  tandem  pudor,  aut  eamus  in  jus. 
Non  est  hsBc  tua,  Basse :  vendidisti. 

Essendo  tua  moglie  una  pulcella,  quale  un'  improbo  marito  appena 
dimanderebbe,  ricca,  nobue,  erudita,  casta,  tu,  o  Basso,  ti  rompi  i 
lati,  ma  in  Cincinnati,  che  ti  procacciasti  colla  dote  della  tua  mo^e. 
E  cosi  la  tua  mentola  comparata  con  molti  milliaja  languiaoe  di 
ritomo  alia  padrona :  ma,  ne  eccitata  con  dolci  parole,  n^  pre^ta 
con  tenera  mano  surge.  Arrosisci  finalmente,  oandiamo  in  judicio. 
Questa  mentola  non  e  tua,  o  Basso :  tu  lliai  venduta.      QragUa. 

XCnil.      TO   THE   EITEE  BJSTI8. 

O  Bffitis,  whose  locks  are  bound  with  a  chaplet  of  olive- 
leaves  ;  who  djest  the  golden  fleeces  of  the  flocks  with  thv 
radiant  waters ;  whom  Bacchus  and  Pallas  love ;  and  for  whom 
the  ruler  of  the  waves  opens  a  ship-bearing  course  into  his 
foaming  seas.  G-rant  that  Instantius  may  enter  thy  regions 
with  happy  omens,  and  that  this  present  year  may  be  as. pro- 
pitious to  the  people  as  the  last.  He  is  not  unaware,  what 
a  responsibility  it  is  to  succeed  Macer.  He  who  weighs  hid 
responsibilities  can  bear  them. 

Beds,  with  olive  garlands  deck  thy  hair, 
Who  makes  the  flocks  all  golden  fleeces  bear ; 
To  Bacchus,  Pallas,  and  to  Neptune  dear. 
For  wine,  for  Oj'l,  for  Traffick  without  peer. 
May  Hufus,  in  his  charge,  successful  be, 
His  year,  like  that  is  pass'd,  be  lov'd  by  thee. 
That  Macer  he  succeeds,  he's  well  aware ; 
Who  knows  his  burden,  best  the  weight  can  bear. 

Anon.  18d3 


^ 


BOOK  xiu.l  uriaiuHa.  587 


BOOK  XIII. 


I.      TO   THE   BEiLDEB. 

That  the  tunny  fish  may  not  want  a  toga,  or  the  olives  a 
cloak,  and  that  the  humble  worm  may  not  fear  pinching 
famine,  waste,  ye  Muses,  this  Egyptian  papyrus,  over  which 
I  lose  so  much  time.  Winter,  the  season  for  revelry,  asks 
for  a  new  collection  of  witticisms.  Mv  tessera  does  not  vie 
with  the  magnanimous  talus,  ^  nor  do  the  sice  and  ace  rattle 
in  my  ivory  box.  This  paper  is  my  plaything,  this  paper 
my  dice*box,  this  game,  if  it  brings  me  no  gain,  occasions  me 
no  loss. 

II.      TO   A  DETBACTOB. 

You  may  be  as  keen-nosed  as  you  please ;  in  a  word,  you 
may  be  all  nose,  and  so  extensive  that  Atlas  himself^  if  asked, 
would  be  unwilling  to  carry  it,  and  you  may  even  exce] 
Latinus^  himself  in  scoffing,  still  you  cannot  say  more  against 
my  trifles  than  I  have  said  myself.  What  good  can  it  do 
yon  to  ^ash  one  tooth  against  another?  If  you  wish  to 
indulge  m  biting,  let  flesh  be  your  food.  Do  not  lose  your 
labour,  but  direct  your  venom  against  those  who  are 
enamoured  of  themselves.  As  for  me,  I  know  that  my  effu- 
sions are  as  nothing  ;  not,  however,  that  they  are  absolutely 
nothing,  if  you  come  to  their  perusal  with  candid  judgment, 
and  not  with  an  empty  stomach.^ 

Be  nosed,  be  all  noee,  till  thy  nose  appear 
So  great  that  Atlas  it  refuse  to  bear ; 
Though  even  aeainst  Latinus  thou  mveigh, 
Against  my  trifles  thou  no  more  canst  say 
Than  I  have  said  myself.    Then  to  what  end 
Should  we  to  render  tooth  for  tooth  contend  ? 
You  must  have  flesh  if  you'll  be  full,  my  Mend ! 
Lose  not  thy  labour,  but  on  those  who  do 

1  The  teaaerat "  die/'  was  smaller  than  the  taht$,  **  huckle-bone.'*  See 
Smith's  Diet.  Aotiq,  under  those  words. 

*  An  actor  in  pantomime.    See  B.  i.  Ep.  5. 

>  Grave,  severe ;  not  relaxed,  as  in  the  evening,  when  the  labours  and 
cares  of  the  day  are  over. 


588  haetial's 

Admire  themselves  thy  utmost  venom  throw  { 
That  these  things  nothing  are,  full  well  we  know. 

Montaigne  (by  CoUon\  book  iL  c  17. 

III.      TO  THE  BIfiADEB. 

The  whole  multitude  of  presents^  contained  in  this  thin 
little  book  will  cost  you,  if  you  purchase  it,  four  small  corns. 
If  four  is  too  much,  perhaps  you  may  get  it  for  two,  and 
the  bookseller,  Trypho,  will  even  then  make  a  profit.  These 
distichs  you  may  send  to  your  entertainers  instead  of  a 
present,  if  money  is  as  scarce  with  you  as  it  is  with  me 
The  names  of  all  the  articles  are  given  as  headings ;  so  that 
you  may  pass  by  those  which  are  not  to  your  taste. 

IT.      rBAKKOrOBKSE. 

That  G^ermanicus'  may  late  begin  to  rule  over  the  ethe- 
real hall,  and  that  he  may  long  rule  over  the  earth,  ofer 
pious  incense  to  Jove. 

Send  perfumed  prayers  to  Jove,  that  Csesar  may 

Long  rule  on  earth,  ere  he  heaven's  scepter  sway.      Wright, 

T.      PEPFEB. 

When  there  falls  to  your  lot  a  wax-coioured  beccftfico, 
which  shines  with  fat  back,  you  will,  if  you  are  wise,  add 
pepper  to  it. 

TI.      rUBMITT. 

I  send  you  furmity :  a  rich  man  could  send  you  honeyed 
wine.  But  if  the  rich  man  be  unwUling  to  send  it  you,  buj 
it. 

TII.      BEANS. 

If  the  pale  bean  boils  for  you  in  the  rea  earthenware 
pot,  you  may  often  decline  the  suppers  of  rich  patrons. 

VIII.      PULSE. 

Season  common  jars  with  Clusine  pulse,  that,  when  they 
are  cleansed,  you  may  drink  sweet  wine  from  them  to  your 
satisfaction. 

^  The  Book  bears,  in  most  editions,  the  title  Xenia,  all  the  Epignou 
contained  in  it  being  inscriptions  for  presents 
'  Domitian.    See  B.  v.  Ep.  2  and  39. 


BOOK  Zin.]  XPIGBiJCS.  089 

IZ.      LEKTILB. 

Beceive  these  Egyptian  lentils,  a  gift  from  Pelusiom ;  if 
they  are  not  so  good  as  barley,  they  are  better  than  beans. 

You  would  never  be  able  to  enumerate  all  the  different 
qualities  of  wheaten  flour,  or  its  uses,  seeing  that  both  baker 
and  cook  apply  it  in  many  different  ways. 

ZI.      BABLEY. 

Eeceive  herewith,  muleteer,  what  you  so  often  abstract 
Prom  your  dumb  mules.  I  give  it  as  a  present  to  the  inn- 
keeper,' not  to  you. 

zii.    ooBir. 

Accept  three  hundred  pecks  from  the  harvest  of  the 
Libyan  husbandman,  that  your  suburban  farm  may  not  be 
unproductive. 

Zni.      BEET. 

That  insipid  beet,  the  food  of  artizans,  may  acquire  some 

flavour,  how  often  must  the  cook  have  recourse  to  wine  and 

pepper ! 

Insipid  beet  may  bid  a  tradesman  dine ; 

But  asks  of  thee  abundant  spice  and  wine.      Elphin^on. 

ZIT.      LETTUCE. 

Tell  me  why  lettuce,  which  used  to  close  the  repasts  of 
our  forefathers,  now  commences  our  feasts  ? 

Lettuce,  which  closed  the  suppers  of  our  sires. 

Tell  me,  why  our  commencing  feast  admires?     JSlphtnston. 

ZV.      DRY   WOOD. 

If  you  cultivate  fields  in  the  neighbourhood  of  Momentum,' 
bring  wood,  I  charge  you,  countrymen,  to  the  farm-house. 

ZTI.      BADISHES. 

These  radishes  which  I  present  to  you,  and  which  are 
suited  to  the  cold  season  of  winter,  lEtomulus  still  eats  in 
heaven.' 

'  Who  is  to  see  it  given  to  the  mules,  when  you  stop  at  his  inn. 

'  Where  the  land  was  marshy,  and  dry  wood  scarce. 

*  Martial  intimates  that  Romulus  lived  on  the  same  frugal  fare  m  heayep 


590  icabtial'b 

xtii.    cabbage  8pbout8. 

That  yoim|;  cabbages  may  not  excite  your  disgost  by  their 

palenoHS,  make  them  green  by  boiling  them  in  nitrated 

water. 

Lest  paly  shoots  o'ercast  thy  soul  with  spleen, 

Let  mtrous  water  colour  them  with  green.    JBlpkituion. 

Xnil.      LEBES. 

Whenever  you  have  eaten  strong-smelling  shreds  of  the 
Tarentine  leek,  give  kisses  with  your  mouth  shut. 

When  you  Tarentine  leeks  eat,  shun  offence, 

With  Lps  close  seal'd  a  breathless  kiss  dispence.    Wrighi. 

For  it  is  every  cook's  opinion. 
No  savoury  cush  without  an  onion. 
And,  lest  your  kissing  should  be  spoiPd, 
Your  onions  must  be  thoroughly  boil'd : 
'  Or  else  you  may  spare 

Your  mistress  a  share, 
The  secret  will  never  be  known ; 

She  cannot  discover 

Hie  breath  of  a  lover, 
But  think  it  as  sweet  as  her  own.  8w^, 

XIX.      LABGE-HEADED   LEEE6. 

Aricia,  celebrated  for  its  grove,  sends  us  its  best  leeks: 
look  at  these  green  blades  and  snow-white  stalks. 

The  prime  of  leeks  Aricia's  groves  bestow : 

See  verdant  tresses  crown  a  stem  of  snow.     Elphindoru 

XX.      TUENIPS. 

The  lands  near  Amitemum  abound  in  productive  gardens ; 
you  may  now  eat  more  sparingly  of  the  turnips  of  Nursia. 

XXI.      A8PABAGU8. 

The  delicate  stalks  cultivated  on  the  coast  of  Bavenna  will 
not  be  more  grateful  to  the  palate  than  this  wild  asparagus. 

XXII.      BAISIKS. 

I  am  a  grape  not  suited  to  the  cup  or  to  Bacchus ;  but,  if 
you  do  not  attempt  to  drink  me,  I  shall  taste  like  nectar. 

that  he  had  ei^oyed  on  earth ;  as  Virgil  says  that  the  souls  of  the  dead  m 
Elysium  had  the  same  delight  in  horses  and  arms  as  they  had  had  while  la 
the  body.    ifin.  vi.  653. 


BOOK    XIII.]  EPIGRAMS  591 

Fit  nor  for  cup,  nor  Bacchus,  I  will  be 

Nectar,  although  not  potable,  to  thee.      Wright 

XXIII.      CHIAK  FIGS. 

The  Chian  fig,  like  old  wine  from  Setia,  contaiiis  within  it 
both  wine  and  salt.^ 

XXIT.      QUINCES. 

If  quinces,  well  saturated  with  Attic  honej,  were  placed 
before  you,  you  would  say,  these  honey-apples  are  delicious. 

XXV.      PINE    CONES. 

We  are  the  apples  of  Cybele ;'  keep  at  a  distance,  passer* 
by,  lest  we  fall  and  strike  your  unfortunate  head. 

Cybele*8  apples  we :  fly,  friend,  in  dread ; 

Lest  our  ripe  ruin  crush  thy  guiltless  head.    ElpAinstcfn. 

XXTI.      SEBTICE   BEBBIES. 

We  are  service  berries,  good  for  astringing  relaxed  bowels  ; 
a  fruit  better  suited  to  your  little  boy  than  yourself. 

XXYII.      A  BUNOH   OF   BATES. 

Gilded  dates  are  offered  on  the  Kalends  of  January ;'  and 
yet  this  is  the  expected  gift  of  a  poor  man. 

XXTIII.      A  JAB   OF   PLUMS. 

These  Syrian  plums,  which  come  to  you  enclosed  in  a 
wattled  conical  basket,  had  they  been  any  larger,  might  have 
passed  for  flgs. 

XXIX.      BAliASOENE   PLUMS. 

Accept  these  foreign  plums,  wrinkled  with  age :  they  are 
good  for  relaxing  constipated  bowels. 

XXX.      A   CHEESE   FBOM  LUNA. 

This  cheese,  marked  with  the  likeness  of  the  Etruscan 
Luna/  will  serve  your  slaves  a  thousand  times  for  breakfast. 

'  Compa|e  B.  rii.  Ep.  24. 

'  The  pine  was  sacred  to  Cybele,  because  her  fiiyourite  Atys  was 
changed  into  that  tree.  » 

'  There  va  no  allusion  to  such  a  custom  elsewhere. 

*  Luna  is  a  town  in  Etruria.  The  mark  on  the  cheese  was  probably 
some  likeness  or  emblem  of  the  moon,  or  Diana. 


592  mabtial's 

xxn.    a  yestine  gheesb. 

In  case  you  desire  to  break  jour  fast  economicallj,  without 
meat,  this  mass  of  cheese  comes  to  you  from  the  flocks  of  the 
Vestini.' 

XXXII.      SMOKED   CHEESE. 

It  is  not  every  hearth  or  everr  smoke  that  is  suited  to 
cheese ;  but  the  cheese  that  imbibes  the  smoke  of  the  Yek- 
brum^  is  excellent. 

XXXIII.      CHEESE   FBOIC   TEEBULA. 

Trebula  gave  us  birth ;  a  double  merit  recommends  us, 
for  whether  toasted  at  a  gentle  fire  or  softened  in  water,  we 
are  equally  good. 

XXXIT.      BULBS. 

If  your  wife  is  old,  and  your  members  languid,  bulbs  can 
do  no  more  for  you  than  fill  your  belly.' 

If  enyious  age  relax  the  nuptial  knot ; 

Thy  food  be  scallions,  and  thy  feast  shalot.     EiphimUm, 

XXXY.      SAUSAGE. 

Daughter  of  a  Picenian  pig,  I  come  from  Lucania ;  by  me 
a  grateful  garnish  is  given  to  snow-white  pottage. 

XXXYI.      A  JAB  OE  OLIYES. 

This  olive,  which  comes  to  us  rescued^  from  the  presses  of 
Ficenum,  both  begins  and  ends  our  repasts. 

XXXTII.      CITE0N8. 

These  fruits  are  either  from  the  boughs  of  the  garden  of 
Gorcyra,  or  were  guarded  by  the  dragon  of  Massylia.^ 

xxxnn.    BEESTiiras. 

We  give  you,  from  the  first  milk  of  the  mothers,  sucklings 
of  which  the  shepherd  has  deprived  the  dams  while  yet  unalSe 
to  stand. 

'  A  people  of  Italy,  bordering  on  the  Sabines. 

*  A  place  near  Rome,  aboun<&ig  with  shops.  ' 

'  To  what  particular  bulb  provocatiye  effects  were  attributed,  is  Qn« 
certain. 

*  Not  having  been  put  in  the  oil-press. 

'  The  dragon  that  kept  the  garden  of  the  Hesperidos. 


BOOK  xin.]  xpiaBAMB.  698 

XXXIX.      THX  EIB. 

IJet  the  wanton  creature,  noxious  to  the  green  vine,  pay  the 
penalty  of  its  crime ;  though  so  young,  it  has  already  injured 
the  god  of  wine. 

You  once  did  Bacchus  wound ;  this  death  you  have, 
*  O  wanton  Goat,  for  the  then  wound  you  gave.        Wright. 

This  wanton  kid  must  hleed  at  Bacchus*  shrine, 
Ahready  has  he  harmed  the  God  of  Wine.  W,  S,  B, 

XL.      EGGHi. 

If  white  fluid  surround  the  saffron-coloured  yolk,  let  pickU. 
firom  the  Spanish  mackerel  season  the  egg. 

XLI.     JL  SUOEIKa  Pia. 

Iiet  the  rich  man  place  before  me  the  nursling  of  a  slug- 
gisli  mother,  fattened  upon  milk  alone,  and  he  may  fe^ 
off  an  iBtolian  boar  himself. 

XLII.      POMEOSAJTATSS  WITH  SOFT  MSTD   HASB   STOITBS. 

We  present  to  you  pomegranates  with  soft  and  hard  stones, 
not  from  Libyan,  but  Komentan  trees. 

XLni.      THX   8A1£B. 

Pomegranates  with  soft  stones,  gathered  from  suburban 
trees,  and  early  pomegranates  with  hard  stones,  are  sent  to 
you.     What  do  you  want  with  those  from  Libya  ? 

XLIV.      sows*   TSATS. 

You  would  hardly  imagine  that  you  were  eating  cooked 
bows'  teats,'  so  abundantly  do  they  flow  and  swell  with  living 
milk. 

XLV.      POWLS. 

If  we  possessed  Libyan  fowl^  and  pheasants,  you  should 
receiye  them  ;  as  it  is,  receive  birds  from  the  hen-coop. 

XLTI.      PEBBIAN  APBICOT8. 

Though  early  ripe,  we  should,  on  our  natural  branches, 
have  been  little  esteemed  ;  but  now,  grafted  on  branches  of 
Persian  ongro,  we  are  higUy  valued. 

^  Eue  pute»  nondum  wmen,  Tou  would  imagine  that  yon  were  eating 
a  nanen  in  its  nataral  state.  Sumen  here  means  &ie  duh  made,  with  stuff- 
ing or  otherwise,  of  sows'  teats. 

t  Turkeys. 

2  Q 


59*1  mabtiax'b 

Crabbed  and  wild,  we  clung  to  parent  arms ; 

But,  by  adoption,  have  matured  our  charms.    JSiphmstgrn, 

ILVII.      PIOENTHTB   LOAVES. 

Picentine  flour  teems  with  white  nectar,^  just  as  the  light 
sponge  swells  with  the  water  it  imbibes. 

ZLYin.      MUSHBOOHS. 

To  send  sUrer  or  gold,  a  cloak  or  a  toga,  is  easy  enough, 
but  to  send  mushrooms  is  difficult.^ 

XLTX.      THE   na-FEOKEB,  OB   BECCAPIOO. 

Since  I  feed  not  only  on  figs,  but  on  sweet  grapes,  why 
did  not  the  grape  rather  give  me  a  name  ?' 

L.      TBUFFLKS. 

We  who  with  tender  head  burst  through  the  earth  that 
nourishes  us,  are  truffles,  second  only  to  mushrooms. 

LI.      A   CBOWN   OF   THBUSHES. 

A  crown  made  of  roses,  perhaps,  or  rich  spikenard,^  may 
please  you,  but  a  crown  of  neldfares^  delights  me. 

Thy  crown,  of  roses,  or  of  spikenard,  be : 

A  crown  of  thrushes  is  the  crown  for  me.      JBl/fkinston, 

LII.      DUOKS. 

Let  a  duck  be  brought  to  table  whole :  but  only  the  breast 
and  neck  are  worth  eating ;  return  the  rest  to  the  cook. 

The  duck  decoys  you.    Pick  the  neck  and  breast, 

And  to  the  worthy  cook  return  the  rest.  JBtphinstoHm 

LIII.      TUBTLE   DOTES. 

As  long  as  I  have  fat  turtle-doves,  a  fig  for  your  lettuce,  my 

^  Milk,  or  a  mixture  of  milk  and  honey.  Picentine  bread  and  floor 
was  gpreatly  esteemed. 

^  Either  because  they  were  rare,  or  because  the  possessor  of  them  was 
more  inclined  to  eat  them  himself  than  to  part  with  them. 

'  Why  am  I  not  called  uvedula,  rather  than  Jleedulat 

*  Such  crowns,  or  chaplets,  were  presented  by  the  rich  to  their  gnestt 
at  buiquets. 

*  Turdua :  the  Germans  translate  this  Fieldfare,  *which,  from  sosne 
Apician  lecollections,  we  think  most  likely  to  be  right ;  but,  in  more  tbus 
one  previous  Epigram,  the  word  has  beoi  translated  ThruejL     H.  G.  B. 


B00£  Xin.]  XPIGRAHS.  595 

friend,  and  you  may  keep  your  shell-fish  to  yourself.     I  have 
no  wish  to  waste  my  appetite. 

Lettuce  farewell ;  fat  Turtles  give  to  me ; 

And  poynant  hunger  the  best  sawce  will  be.     Wright. 

LIT.      GAMHOIT   OF   BAOON. 

Let  me  have  it  from  the  territory  of  the  Cerretans,'  or  it 
may  be  sent  from  the  Menapians  ;^  let  epicures  devour  ham. 

I,  with  Cerretan,  or  Menapian,  cram  : 

Let  gorgeous  gluttons  riot  on  their  ham.    Elphinaton. 

LY.      HAM. 

The  ham  is  quite  fresh  ;  make  haste,  and  delay  not  to  invite 
your  best  Mends ;  I  will  have  nothing  to  do  with  a  stale  ham. 

Lvi.    pigs'  chitteblings. 

Tou  perhaps  will  give  the  preference  to  the  chitterlings  of 
a  virgin  pig ;  I  prefer  them  from  a  pregnant  sow. 

LTII.      EGYPTIAlf  BEAITS. 

You  will  deride  this  Egyptian  vegetable,  with  its  wool  that 
sticks  so  closely,  when  obliged  to  tear  its  obstinate  filaments 
with  teeth  and  hands. 

LYIII.      goose's   LIYEB. 

See,  how  the  liver  is  swollen  larger  than  a  fat  goose ! 
In  amazement  you  will  exclaim :  where  could  this  possibly 
grow? 

On  goose's  liver  wond'ring  glance  bestow : 

Larger  than  largest  goose,  ^ere  could  it  grow  ?    Elphinston. 

LIX.      nOBMOUSS. 

I  sleep  through  the  whole  winter,  and  have  become  fatter 
during  the  time,  with  nothing  but  sleep  to  nourish  me. 

Sleeping  all  Winter  I'm  most  fat ;  no  food. 

But  a  full  meal  of  sleep  doth  work  this  good.    Wright, 

LX.      BABBITS. 

The  rabbit  delights  to  dwell  in  caves  dug  in  the  earth. 

1  A  people  of  Spain,  whose  bacon  is  commended  by  Atheneus,  B.  ziv 
'  A  people  on  the  Rhine,  near  what  is  now  Westphalia. 

3  Q  2 


596  KUtTLAX's 

It  was  he  who  taught  enemies  the  art  of  making  secret 

ways. 

You  a  small  huzrow-worker,  do  desi^ 

Captains  great  cities  how  to  underxnme.  Wright. 

LXI.   HEA.THC0CK8. 

Among  winged  fowl,  the  best-flavoured  is  held  to  be  thr 
Ionian  heathcock. 

LXII.      PATTEKSn  FOWLS. 

The  hen  fattens  readily  on  sweet  flour  and  darkness.' 
How  ingenious  is  gluttony  !^ 

The  hen  grows  fat,  with  darkness  fed  and  dough ; 
The  very  gut  doth  now  ingenious  grow.  Wright, 

LXIII.      OAPOKS. 

Lest  the  cock,  by  excess  of  conjugal  enjoyment,  should 
grow  thin,  it  is  put  out  of  his  power  to  do  so.  I  shall  call 
him  a  priest  of  Cybele.' 

LXIY.      THE   SAMS. 

In  vain  does  the  hen  caress  her  sterile  mate ;  she  ought 
to  have  been  the  bird  of  Cybele,  the  mother  of  the  gods. 

LXV.      FABTBIDGES. 

This  bird  is  placed  as  a  neat  rarity  upon  Boman  tables. 
It  is  only  at  those  of  the  rich  that  you  taste  it  frequently. 

LIVT.      DOTES. 

If  you  have  been  initiated  in  the  sacred  mysteries  of  the 
Gnidian  goddess,  violate  not  tender  doves  with  sacrilegious 
tooth.* 

Touch  not,  with  impious  tooth,  the  tender  dove, 

If  thou'd*st  adore  the  Cnidian  queen  of  love.     JSIphimbm. 

LIVII.      WOQD-FIOEOKS. 

Wood-pigeons  make  sluggish  and  blunt  the  manly  powers. 
He  who  wishes  to  be  a  lover  should  not  eat  of  this  bird. 

*  Light  and  motion  being  adverse  to  fat. 

*  Which  discovered  that  fowls  might  be  soonest  fiittened  in  darkness. 

*  Gallus  {k  cock)  also  signifies  a  priest  of  Cybele. 

^  If  you  have  been  initiated  in  the  mystenes  of  Venus,  do  not  destroy 
the  birds  sacred  to  her. 


BOOK  Xin.]  XPIOBAHS.  597 

The  wreathed  pigeon  damps  the  genial  powers, 

The  wife  forbear  him,  in  connubial  hours.    Elphimion. 

The  ring-doTe's  flesh  obstructs  the  tide  of  life  ; 

Eat  it  not,  husband,  if  you  love  your  wife !       W,  8.  B. 

LXVTII.      WITWAL8. 

The  witwal  is  trapped  by  reeds  and  nets,  while  the  grape, 
yet  immature,  swells  with  green  juice. 

LXIX.      MABTSNS. 

TJmbria  never  gave  us  Fannonian  Martens.  Fudens  pre- 
fer^  to  send  these  as  presents  to  our  Sovereign  Lord.^ 

LXX.      THE   FEAOOOK. 

You  are  lost  in  admiration  whenever  he  spreads  his 
feathers  that  glow  as  it  were  with  jewels,  and  can  you 
consign  him,  cruel  man,  to  the  unfeeling  cook  ? 

You  who  admire  the  peacock's  gorgeous  plumes, 

Can  you  consign  him  to  the  kitchen  fumes  ?     W.  S,  B. 

LXXI.      THE   FLAMINGO. 

My  red  wing  gives  me  my  name ;  but  it  is  my  tongue 
that  is  considered  savoury  by  epicures.  What,  if  my  tongue 
had  been  able  to  sing  ?^ 

LXZII.      PHEASANTS. 

I  was  first  brought  to  these  climes  in  the  ship  Argo; 
till  then  I  knew  only  the  river  Fhasis. 

LXXm.      KUMIDlAir  FOWLS. 

However  well  Hannibal  was  fed  with  Boman  geese,  the 
barbarian  himself  never  ate  the  birds  of  his  own  country.^ 

LXXIY.      THE    GOOSE. 

This  bird  saved  the  temple  of  Tarpeian  Jove.  Do  you 
wonder  at  this  ?    A  god  haa  not  then  ouilt  that  temple.'* 

^  The  martens  were  sent  from  Pannonia  to  Fudens,  who  was  in  Urn- 
bria,  and  who  sent  them  thence  as  a  present  to  the  emperor.' 

^  How  much  more  valuable  would  it  have  been  !  An  allusion,  proba- 
bly, to  the  dish  of  singing-birds'  tongues  produced  at  a  feast  by  ^sopus 
the  tragic  actor.     Plin.  H.  N.  x.  51. 

*  Never  ate  them  in  Italy ;  because  luxury  had  not  yet  introduced 
them  into  that  country. 

*  Since  Domitian  has  erected  a  temple  there,  he,  being  a  god,  is  suffici- 
ently able  to  protect  it. 


598  MABTIAL*a 

LXZT.      CRAKES. 

Tou  will  disturb  the  lines,  and  the  letter'  will  not  flr 
entire,  if  you  destroy  one  single  bird  of  Palamedes.' 

LXXYI.      WOOnCOCKB. 

Whether  woodcock  or  partridge,  what  does  it  signify,  if 
the  taste  is  the  same  ?  But  the  partridge  is  dearer,  and 
therefore  thought  preferable. 

I  a  wild  Partridge  am ;  what  difference  ?  nought, 

But  that  the  tame  one  is  the  dearer  bought  Wright. 

LXXTII.      SWAKS. 

The  swan  murmurs  sweet  strains  with  a  fidtering  tongue, 
itself  the  singer  of  its  own  dirge. 

As  how  to  swans,  their  truth's  reward,  belong 

A  joyful  death,  and  sweet  expiring  song.       Oeo,  Lamb, 

LXXVIII.      THE    POllPHTBION* 

Has  80  small  a  bird  the  name  of  a  great  giant  ?  It  has 
also  the  name  of  the  charioteer  Forphjrion  of  the  Green 
Faction. 

LXXIX.      LITE   MULLETS. 

The  mullet  yet  breathes  in  the  sea-water  which  is  brought 
in  for  him;  but  with  difficulty.  Is  he  not  beginning  to 
droop  P  Give  him  the  natural  sea,  and  he  will  recover  his 
strength. 

LXXX.      LAMPBETS. 

The  large  lamprey,  which  swims  in  the  Sicilian  deep, 
cannot  again  submerge  its  body,  if  once  scorched  by  the  sun.^ 

LXXXI.      TVBBOTS. 

However  great  the  dish  that  holds  the  turbot,  the  turbot 
is  still  greater  than  the  dish. 

^  The  letter  V,  or  y,  which  cranes  form  in  their  flight. 

'  Cranes  were  called  the  birds  of  Palamedes,  because  he  is  said  to  have 
adopted  some  forms  of  letters  from  their  mode  of  flying. 

'  A  bird  so  called,  according  to  i£lian  and  Pliny,  from  its  purple  oolonr. 
What  bird  it  was,  is  unknown. 

*  Such  is  its  fatness,  that  if  it  rise  to  the  surface  of  the  water  when  the 
sun  is  shining,  the  heat  relaxes  it,  and  renders  il  powerless  ereo  to  plunge 
again  into  the  deep. 


BOOK  Xin.]  IPIGBJLMS.  599 

LZXXU.      OTSTEBS. 

I  am  a  shell-fiah  just  come  from  being  saturated  with  the 
waters  of  the  Lucrine  lake,  near  Baiffi ;  but  now  I  luxuriously 
thirst  for  noble  pickle.^ 

LXXXIII.      FBA.WKS. 

The  cerulean  river  Liris  loves  us,  Liris  sheltered  bj  the 
wood  of  Marica,^  thence  we  prawns  come  in  large  shoals. 

LXXXEY.      THE   OHAB. 

Of  this  char,  which  comes  well  fattened '  from  the  billowy 
sea,  the  Hver  is  good ;  but  the  other  parts  are  ill-flavoured. 

LXXXY.      THB   COBACIiriTS. 

Coracinus,^  glory  of  the  Egyptian  markets,  where  you  are 
eagerly  sought,  no  fish  is  more  highly  esteemed  than  you 
among  the  gourmands  of  Alexandria. 

LXXXYI.      SEA-HEDOEHOO. 

That  sea-hedgehog,  though  it  pricks  your  fingers  with  its 
bristly  armour,  will  be  soft  enough  when  its  shell  is  laid  aside. 

Pinch  thee  he  may,  while  pent  within  hiA  walls  ; 

But,  once  dislodged,  a  sonling  urchin  sprawls.    Elphmston. 

LXXXVII.      MUBICES,   THE   PrBPLE-EISH. 

You  wear,  ungrateful  man,  cloaks  dyed  in  our  blood  ;  and 
as  if  that  were  not  enough,  you  also  eat  us. 

O  most  unfiratefiil  man,  not  only  you 

Do  dye  wiSi  me ;  but  likewise  eat  me  too.     Wright. 

LXULVllI.      GUDGEONS. 

Whatever  the  magnificence  of  the  feasts  in  the  region  of 
Venice,  the  gudgeon  usually  forms  the  beginning  of  the  repast. 

When  the  Venetians  wiU  with  splendour  eat, 

With  gudgeon  gladly  they  conunence  the  treat   Elphinstofu 

Though  Venice  prides  herself  on  sumptuous  fare, 

The  gudgeon  always  heads  the  banquet  there.       Anon^ 

^  In  which  oysters  were  preserTed.  '  In  Campaoia. 

*  Some  editions  read  tudenu,  but  most  hare  o5em«. 

*  A  fi^  from  the  Nile,  of  which  nothing  is  known. 


600  mabtial'b 

lzxxix.    the  pike. 

The  woollj'  pike  swims  at  the  mouth  of  the  Bogmnean 
Timavus,  fattening  on  sweet  water  mixed  with  salt. 

XC.     THE  JOHir  noBT. 

It  is  not  eveiy  Dorj  that  deserves  praise  and  a  high  price, 
but  only  that  which  feeds  on  the  shell-fish  of  the  LucEine 

lake. 

XCI.      THE   STUBeEGir. 

Send  the  sturgeon  to  the  Palatine  table;'  such  rarities 
should  adorn  divine  feasts. 

XOn.      HABES. 

If  mj  opinion  is  of  any  worth,  the  field&re'  is  the  greatest 
delicacy  among  birds,  the  hare  among  quadrupeds. 

Of  birds  the  thrush,  if  I  my  thoughts  declare ; 

Of  quadrupeds,  the  glory  is  the  hare.  Elphiiuion. 

XCIII.      WILD   BOAB. 

The  bristly  animal  which  fell  by  an  iBtolian  spear^  on  the 
lands  of  Diomede,  a  dire  object  of  terror,  was  just  such  as 
this. 

XCIT.      DOES. 

Wild  boars  are  feared  for  their  tusks ;  horns  are  the  de- 
fence of  stags ;  what  are  we,  unwarlike  does,  but  an  easy  prey 
to  all? 

The  tusk,  the  Boar ;  Harts,  horns  defend,  to  all 
We  naked  Does,  prey  undefended,  fall.  Wright, 

XOT.      THE   OUKCE. 

The  savage  ounce,  not  the  best  victim  of  the  morning 
sports,  costs  me  the  lives  of  oh !  how  many  dogs ! 

XOTI.      THE   STAG. 

Was  this  the  stag  which  was  tamed  by  your  halter,  Cypa- 
rissus  ?*  or  was  it  rather  yours,  Silvia  ?^ 

^  Laneus  lupua,  A  species  of  pike,  so  called  from  the  colour  tnd  soft- 
ness of  the  flesh.  Plin.  H.  N.  iz.  17.  The  Timavus  was  a  river  not  &r 
from  Venice,  in  the  territory  once  occupied  by  the  Euganei.  i 

2  That  of  Domitian's  palace  on  the  Palatine  Mount.  ' 

*  Turdus.    See  note  on  Epig.  U.  p.  594.  *  That  of  Meleager. 
^  A  son  of  Telephus,  who,  having  accidentally  killed  his  &vourite  stagi     i 
is  said  by  Ovid  to  have  been  changed  into  a  cypress*  I 

•  The  daughter  of  Tyrrheus.    Virgil,  Ma.  vu.  ' 


BOOK  Xin.]  EPI&BAM8.  601 

XCyn.      THE  LALI8I0,  OB  SUCKIKO  FOAX  OF  THE  WILD  ASS. 

While  the  wild  ass  is  young,  and  fed  by  its  mother  alone, 
the  nursling  has,  but  only  for  a  short  time,  the  name  of 
lalisio. 

XCym.      THE   OiLZELLE. 

Give  your  little  son  the  gazelle  for  a  plaything ;  which  the 
crowd  in  the  amphitheatre  like  to  scare  by  waving  their  togas. 

XOIX.      THE   MOUirriLiK  GOAT. 

See  how  the  mountain  goat  hangs  from  the  summit  of  the 
cliff ;  you  would  expect  it  to  fall :  it  is  merely  showing  its 
contempt  for  the  dogs. 

0.      THE  WILD   ASS. 

Behold  this  beautiful  wild  ass ;  away  with  the  hunting  of 
Indian  elephants.    Lay  aside  the  hunting  nets ! 

CI.      YEKAFBAK   OIL. 

This  unguent  has  been  exuded  by  the  berry  of  Yenafrum 
in  Campania.    Every  time  you  use  it,  it  emits  fragrance.^ 

CII.      SUPEBIOB  SAUCE   FBOIC  OUB  ALLIES. 

Accept  this  exauisite  sauce  made  from  the  first  blood  of  the 
expiring  mackerel ;'  an  expensive  present. 

Cni.      IKFEBIOB   SAITCE. 

I  am,  I  confess  it,  the  offspring  of  the  tunny-fish  of  Anti- 
polis  ;^  had  I  been  that  of  a  mackerel,  I  should  not  have 
been  sent  to  you. 

CIT.      ATTIC  HOKET. 

The  bee  that  throngs  Thesean  Hymettus  has  sent  you  this 
noble  nectar  from  the  forest  of  Minerva. 

CY.      SICILlAir   HOITETCOMBS. 

When  you  make  a  present  of  Sicilian  honeycombs  from 
amid  the  hills  of  Hybla,  you  may  call  them  Attic. 

cvi.    BAisnr  WINE. 
The  vineyard  of  Gnossus,  in  that  Crete  where  Minos  reigned, 

1  A  fragrance  owing,  not  to  the  oil,  but  to  the  spices  mixed  with  it 
*  From  Greece,  Africa,  Spain,  and  various  other  parts. 
'  In  Gallia  Narbonensis. 


602  1CABTIAL*S 

produced  this  for  you ;  this  is  the  honeyed  wine  of  the  poor 
man. 

Cni.      PITCH-FLAVOUBED  WDHS. 

Douht  not  that  this  pitch-flavoured  wine  came  from  the 
wine-bearing  Yienne :  Bomulus  ^  himself  sent  it  to  me. 

OYin.      HOKSTED  WDTE. 

Attic  honey  thickens  the  nectar-like  Ealemian.  Such 
drink  deserves  to  be  mixed  by  Ganymede. 

CIX.      ALBAN  WTKE. 

This  wine  is  sent  from  the  CsBsarean  hills,^  from  the  sweet 
vineyard  that  flourishes  on  Mount  lulus. 

ex.      SUBBENTIKB  WUTE. 

Do  you  drink  Surrentine  ?  Choose  for  it  neither  painted 
mvTrhine  jars,  nor  vessels  of  ^old ;  the  wine  will  furnish  you 
with  cups  from  its  own  locality. 

CXI.      EALBBKIAK  WHTB. 

This  Massic'  wine  comes  from  the  presses  of  Sinnessa. 
Do  you  ask  in  whose  Consulate  it  was  bottled  P  It  was  be- 
fore consuls  existed. 

OXn.      SETIKE  WIKB. 

The  little  city  of  Setia,  which,  suspended  on  high,  overlooks 
the  Pontine  marshes,  has  sent  us  these  old  tuna. 

CXIH.      PUFDI  WETB. 

This  wine  of  Fundi  ^  was  produced  in  the  splendid  autumn 
of  Opimius.^    The  consul  who  saw  it  made  dnink  of  it  when 

matured. 

CXIV.      TBIPOLIKE   WIKE. 

I,  Trifoline  wine,^  am  not,  I  confess,  of  the  first  order 
but  I  hold,  at  least,  the  seventh  place. 

^  The  son  of  ^neas,  who  built  Alba  Longa. 

'  The  hills  were  called  Caesarean,  because  the  emperors  had  pajaces  sn 
them. 

'  Mods  Massicus  and  Mons  Falemus  were  mountains  near  Sinucssa  in 
Campania ;  both  celebrated  for  their  wines. 

*  A  town  of  Campania.  *  See  B.  L  Ep.  27. 

'  Made  at  Cuma  in  GampaniK. 


^OOK  Zm.]  BPIGBAMS.  603 

CXT.      OiBOUBAK  WIKE. 

Generous  CsBcuban  wine  is  matured  at  Amyclffi,  near  Fun- 
<li  ;  the  vine  is  bom  and  flourishes  in  the  midat  of  a  morass. 

OIVI.      SIGNINB  WIITE. 

Xou  may  drink  Signine  wine,  which  astringes  the  relaxed 
"bowels ;  but,  that  it  may  not  affect  you  too  much,  let  your 
draughts  be  moderate. 

CXTII.      HAHEBTTKE   WINE. 

If  a  jar  of  Mamertine,^  as  old  as  Nestor,  be  given  you,  you 
may  call  it  by  what  name  you  please.^ 

CXVIII.      TABBAGOIOJSB  WTNE. 

Tarragon,  which  yields  the  palm  to  the  vineyards  of  Cam- 
pania alone,  produced  this  wine,  rivalling  the  Tuscan. 

CXIX.      KOMENTAK  WIITE. 

My  Nomentan  vineyard*  yields  this  wine.    If  Quintus^  is 
your  friend,  you  will  orink  better. 

CXX.      SFOLETIKE  WHnE.* 

Better  drink  old   wine  from  Spoletine  jars,   than  new 
Falemian. 

CXXI.      PELIGNIAK  WlITE. 

The  Pelignian  vine-dressers  send  turbid  Marsic  wine.  Touch 
it  not  yourself,  but  let  your  freed-man  drink  it. 

CXXII.      VIlfEGAB. 

Disdain  not  this  amphora  of  Egyptian  vinegar.     It  was 
much  worse  when  it  was  wine. 

Egyptian  vineg^  despise  not  thou : 

When  it  was  wine,  'twas  far  more  vile  than  now.    Wright 

CXXIII.      WHTB   0?  MABSEILLBS. 

Since  your  sportula  attracts  to  you  hundreds  of  citizens, 
you  may  set  before  them  the  smoky  wines  of  Marseilles. 

^  From  the  Mamertine  re^on  in  Sicily. 

2  Such  is  its  excellence,  that  it  is  equal  to  any  wine  whatever. 

3  Martial's  vineyard  at  Nomentum. 

*  Quintus  Ovidius.    B.  vi.  £p.  92.  '  From  Spoletum  in  Italy. 


604  mabtial'8 

czxit.    cjbbetak.' 

Let  NepoB^  place  Caeretan  wine  on  table,  and  you  wiL 
deem  it  Setine.  But  be  does  not  give  it  to  ail  tbe  world ;  he 
drinks  it  only  witb  a  trio  of  friends. 

CXIT.      TABEKTnTE. 

Aulon*  is  renowned  for  its  wool,  and  bappj  in  its  tid^. 
jTou  may  take  its  precious  fleeces,  give  me  its  wines. 
Aulon  is  famous  for  its  wool  and  wine ; 
The  former  shall  be  yours,  the  latter  mine.     W.  S,  3. 

CXXVT.      FEBFUMES. 

Never  think  of  leaving  perfumes  or  wine  to  your  heir. 
Administer  these  yourseli,  and  let  him  have  your  money. 

CXlvn.      A   CBOWN   OF  BOSES. 

Winter,  0  CsBsar,  o£fers  thee  a  forced  chaplet;  formerly 
the  rose  was  a  flower  of  spring,  now  it  comes  at  thy  bidding!^ 

Winter  a  rose  presents  unto  thy  throne  ; 

Once  'twas  the  Spring's,  but  now  *ti8  Cflesai^s  grown.  Wr^fht. 


BOOK  XIV. 


THE  FBESEKTS  HADE  TO  GUESTS  AT  FEASTS. 
I.   TO  THE  BBABEB. 

Now,  wbile  the  knights  and  the  lordly  senators  delight  in 
tbe  festive  robe,  and  the  cap^  of  liberty  is  assumed  by  our 
Jupiter ;  ®  and  while  the  slave,  as  he  rattles  the  dice-box, 
has  no  fear  of  the  jEdile,  seeing  that  the  ponds  are  so  nearly 
frozen,^  learn  alternately  what  is  allotted  to  the  rich  and  to 
the  poor.  Let  each  make  suitable  presents  to  his  Mends. 
That  these  contributions  of  mine  are  follies  and  trifles,  and 
even  worse,  who  does  not  know  ?  or  who  denies  what  is 
so  evident  P    But  what  can  I  do  better,  Saturn,  on  these 

*  From  Cere  in  Etniria.  '  A  friend  of  Martial.    B.  z.  Bp.  48b 

'  A  mountain  in  Calabria,  near  Tarentum.  ^  See  B.  vi.  Ep.  80. 

*  Gaps  were  worn  generally  during  tbe  Saturnalia.    See  B.  xL  Bp»  6. 

*  Domitian.  f  Seeing  winter  so  near  at  hand. 


BOOK  XIT.]  IPIO&AJiS.  606 

days  of  pleasure,  which  thy  son  himself  has  consecrated  to 
tliee  in  compensation  for  the  heaven  ^om  which  he  ejected 
thee  ?  "Would  you  have  me  write  of  Thehes,  or  of  Troy,  or  of 
the  crimes  of  Mycenae  ?  You  reply,  "  Play  with  nuts."  Bu^ 
I  don't  want  to  waste  even  nuts.  Eeader,  you  may  finish 
this  book  wherever  you  please,  every  subject  is  completed  in 
a  couple  of  hnes. 

n.      TO   THE   BEADEB. 

If  you  ask  why  headings  are  affixed,  I  will  tell  you ;  i1 
ia  that,  if  you  choose,  you  may  read  the  headings  only. 

Inquire  you  why  this  table 's  put  before  ? 

m  tell ;  if  it  disgusts  you,  read  no  more.        Bv€^fn. 

III.    TjLblbts  of  citbok-wood. 

Had  not  our  wood  been  cut  into  thin  tablets,  we  shou]^' 
have  been  the  noble  burden  of  Libyan  ivory .^ 

rV.   TABLETS  (wAXBN)  OE  EIYB  LEATBS. 

The  joyous  court  of  the  emperor  is  warm  with  the  slaugh- 
ter of  bullocks,  when  the  decree  which  confers  fresh  honours 
on  Csesar  is  conveyed  by  the  five-leaved  (waxen)  tablet.* 

T.      TABLETS   OP  IVOBT. 

If  the  dull-coloured  waxen-tablets  are  too  indistinct  for 
your  failing  sight,  let  black  letters  be  depicted  on  snow- 
white  ivory. 

YI.   TABLETS  OE  THBEE  LEAVES. 

You  will  think  our  three  leaves  no  ordinary  gifb,  when, 
your  mistress  writes  to  you  on  them  that  she  will  come. 

These  three-leaved  tablets  you'U  be  sure  to  bless, 

When  a  fair  lady  sends  them  back  with  ''  yes."     W.  8.  B. 

Til.      TABLETS   OE    FABCHMBKT. 

Although  these  tablets  are  called  parchment,  imagine 
them  of  wax ;  you  will  be  able  to  erase  and  replace  the  writing 
at  pleasure.* 

^  Had  we  not  been  tablets,  we  should  have  been  tables,  supported  oi 
ivory  legs. 

^  When  the  honour  of  a  consulate  or  triumph  is  inscribed  by  the  em- 
peror on  tablets  of  this  kind,  which  are  sent  to  the  person  on  whom  it  is 
bestowed. 

'  The  parchment  was  covered  with  some  chalky  kind  of  composition 
susceptible  of  erasure. 


006  ICABTIAL  S 

Vin.      VITBLLIAK  TABLETS.* 

A  maiden,  though  she  maj  never  have  read  YitelliaiL 
tablets,  knows  what  they  mean. 

IX.      THE   SAME. 

Because  you  see  that  we  are  very  small,  you  imagine  thai 
we  are  love-letters.  You  are  mistaken ;  we  bear  a  demand 
for  money. 

X.      LABQEB  TABLETS. 

When  a  poet  presents  you  with  blank  leaves,  you  should 
consider  it  no  small  present. 

No  vulgar  boon  the  bard  must  mean, 

When  he  presents  the  paper  clean.         ElpkinHan. 

XI.      LETTEB-PAPEB. 

Whether  sent  to  a  casual  acquaintance,  or  to  a  dear 
friend,  this  paper  is  in  the  habit  of  calling  everybody  '^  mv 
dear  Sir." 

To  one  long-lov'd,  and  one  she  barely  knows, 
Hailing  alike  Deab  Fbiend,  she  shameless  goe«. 

XII.      IVOBT   C07FEBS. 

It  is  improper  to  fill  these  coffers  with  any  other  coin  than 
gold :  let  common  wooden  boxes  hold  silver. 

These  ivory  tiUs  should  not  contain  but  gold. 

And  more  vile  wood  should  baser  silver  nold.     Wright. 

XIII.      WOODEN   COFFEBS. 

If  there  be  anything  still  remaining  at  the  bottom  of  my 
coffisr,  it  shall  be  yours.  There  is  nothing :  then  the  coffer 
itself  shall  be  yours. 

XIV.      rVOBT   TALI,   OB  DICE.' 

When  you  see  that  no  two  of  these  dice  present  themaelvea 
to  you  with  the  same  face,  you  will  say  that  I  have  madd 
you  a  great  present. 

XY.      TESSEBJE. 

Although  as  a  tessera  I  am  unequal  in  number  to  the  tali 
yet  the  stoke  laid  upon  me  is  frequently  greater. 

^  See  B.  ii.  Ep.  6. 

>  On  this  and  the  following,  see  B.  xiu.  Ep.  1,  and  B.  iv.  Bp.  14. 


BOOK  XIT.]  EFIGBAMS.  607 

Xn.      ▲  Dies  BOX. 

The  fraudulent  hand,  skilled  in  disposing  dice  to  fall  in  a 
certain  manner,  will,  if  it  throws  them  from  me^  succeed 
only  in  wishing. 

The  coeging  hand  may  slur  a  die  with  me ; 

No  slight  prevails,  only  your  hopes  are  free.         Wright. 

When  Bhe*s  at  cards,  or  rattling  dice  she  throws, 
Connive  at  cheats,  and  generously  lose.  Garth, 

XTU.      ▲   OAMTETO  TABLE. 

Here  dice,  with  their  twice  six  spots,  are  counted ;  here 
the  party-coloured  man  is  captured  by  his  double  foe.^ 

XVIII.      KUTS. 

Nuts  seem  a  small  risk,  and  not  likely  to  be  attended  with 
much  loss;  yet  such  risk  has  often  robbed  the  young  of 
honour. 

XIX.      ▲  PSK-CASB. 

As  you  have  been  luck^  enough  to  gain  a  pen-case  as  your 
prize,  remember  to  store  it  with  pens.  Having  got  the  more 
expensive  part  for  nothing,  you  can  afford  the  less  costly. 

XX.      THB   OAICB   OF   B0BBEB8.' 

If  your  game  be  the  warfare  of  insidious  robbers  you  have 
here  in  gems  both  your  soldiers  and  your  enemy. 

XXI.      STYLE-OASES. 

These  stvle-cases  furnished  with  their  own  steel  styles  are 
for  you.  If  you  give  one  of  them  to  your  boy,  it  will  be 
no  trifling  present. 

XXII.      A  TOOTH-PICK. 

A  piece  of  Lentisc  wood  is  best ;  but  if  that  is  unattain- 
able, a  quill  may  relieve  your  teeth. 

I  One  compartmeDt  of  the  table  was  adapted  for  throwing  dice,  the 
other  for  moving  men,  resembling  chess-men  or  draughts-men,  according 
to  the  throws  of  the  dice.  A  man  was  taken  when  he  was  hemmed  in 
between  two  of  the  adversary's  men.  See  Smith's  Diet  of  Antiq.  art. 
Calculus  and  Latrunculi. 

*  The  nature  of  this  game  is  not  exactly  known ;  it  is  variously  sup- 
posed to  mean  chess^  dzau^ts,  or  some  kind  of  besieging  game. 


606  kabixal's 


ZX7U.      AK  EAB-FIOE. 


I  offer  you  an  inBtrument  to  allay  the  tickling  of  your  ear, 
when  it  anncys  you  with  troublesome  irritation. 

XXIY.      A   GOLDEir  HAIB-PIK. 

That  your  oiled  tresses  may  not  injure  your  splendid  silk 
dress,  let  this  pin  iix  your  twisted  hair,  and  keep  it  np. 

XXY.      COMBS. 

Of  what  use  will  be  this  piece  of  box-wood,  cut  into  so 
many  teeth,  and  now  presented  to  you,  seeing  that  you  have 
no  hair? 

XXYI.      POMATUM. 

My  caustic  influence  reddens  the  hair  of  the  G^ermans : 
by  my  aid  you  may  surpass  your  slave's  tresses. 

XXYII.      MATTIAC  BALLS.' 

If  you  desire,  Octogenarian,  to  change  the  colour  of  your 
venerable  hair,  accept  these  Mattiac  balls.  But  to  what 
purpose,  for  you  are  oald  ? 

XXVTII.      A   PABASOL. 

Accept  this  protection  against  the  excessive  heat  of  the 
sun ;  and  even  against  the  wind  it  will  serve  you  as  a  veil. 

ZXIX.      A  BBOAD-BBIMMED  HAT. 

In  Pompey's  theatre  I  go  as  a  spectator  well  hooded,  the 
awning  there  being  of  little  avail  against  the  wind. 

XXX.      HtnrTINO-SPEABS. 

They  will  receive  rushing  wild  boars,  and  await  lions ;  they 
will  pierce  bears,  if  the  hand  that  directs  them  be  sufficiently 
firm. 

XXXI.      A  HTnrTHra-EKIFB. 

If  you  mourn  over  your  huntiug-spear,  struck  down  by 
the  boar's  long  tusk,  this  short  weapon  will  oppose  the  huge 
animal  in  dose  encounter. 

^  So  called  from  Mattium,  a  town  of  Germany,  supposed  by  soms  to 
be  the  same  with  Marpurg.  They  were  some  kind  of  compotitiQii  fiv 
dyeing  the  hair. 


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I 


BOOK  XrV.]  BPiaiLLKS.  000 

xxxn.    ▲  BwoBJ)  Ain>  bslt. 

This  IB  a  military  decoration,  an  honourable  testimonj ;  a 
weapon  worthy  to  gird  on  the  side  of  a  tribune. 

ZZXIII.      ▲  PAOOEB. 

This  dagger,  marked  with  serpentine  veins,  Salo,^  while 
it  was  hissing  with  heat,  temperea  with  ice-cold  water. 

ZXXIY.      ▲   SCYTHE. 

The  settled  peace  of  our  Emperor  has  bent  me  to  unwar- 
like  uses ;  now  I  belong  to  the  husbandman,  formerly  I  be- 
longed to  the  soldier. 

Me  to  a  better  trade  calme  peace  doth  change, 

I,  in  the  camp  did  serve,  now  in  the  Scange.        WrigM. 

ZXXY.      A   HATCHET. 

When  a  sad  sale  was  made  for  the  payment  of  debts,  this 
hatchet  was  piurchased  for  four  hundred  thousand  sesterces.^ 

ZZXVI.      BABBSBS'   IlfrSTBUMElTTS. 

Some  of  these  instruments  are  adapted  for  cutting  the  hair ; 
one  is  useful  for  long  nails,  another  for  rough  chins. 

XXXYII.      A   BOOK-CASE. 

If  you  do  not  give  me  welli-bound  books,  they  will  admit 
the  moth  and  devouring  worms. 

XXJLVIil.      BXnmLES   OF   BSEBtFEKS. 

The  land  of  Egypt  supplies  you  with  reeds  fit  for  writing 
on  paper.  With  the  reeds  of  other  marshes  you  may 
thatch  your  roofs. 

TYXTX.      A  NIGHT-LAMP. 

I  am  a  night-lamp,  privy  to  the  pleasures  of  the  couch ; 
do  whatever  you  please,  I  shall  be  silent. 

Privy  to  nocturnal  glee, 

Nought  I  say  of  all  i  see.         Blphinston. 

Xhf      A   CANB^iE. 

Fortune  has  given  you  this  servant  of  the  lamp,  which, 
by  keeping  awake,  dispel?  darkness. 

1  A  river  in  Spain .    See  B.  i.  Ep.  50. 

'  A  TESt  sum ;  more  than  £3200  of  our  money.  We  are  inclined  to 
read  guadraginta  instead  of  quadrinffetUiSf  a  change  which  would  reduce 
the  price  to  £320. 

2  R 


610  scabtial's 

zli.    thb  laicp  with  betxriuq  bitbitebs. 

Although  I  illumine  whole  banquets  with  mj  ligh^  and 
haye  so  many  necks,  I  am  called  but  one  lamp. 

XLII.      A  TAPEB. 

This  taper  will  proyide  you  with  light  in  the  night,  sup- 
posing your  lamp  should  be  stolen  horn  your  seryant. 

XLHI.      A   COBHrTHIAK  OAKDELABBTTIC. 

It  was  candles  that  gaye  us  our  old  name ;  the  lamp  trim* 
med  with  oil  was  not  known  to  our  forefiithers. 

ZLiy.      A  WOODEN   CANDLESTICK. 

You  see  that  I  am  a  piece  of  wood ;  unless  you  are  carefol 
of  the  flame,  a  great  lamp  will  be  made  out  of  your  candle- 
stick. 

Unless  yea  mind,  and  mend  the  light,  you  11  see 

The  candlestick  itself  wiU  candle  be.  IFri^ 

XLY.      A  PAOANIOA,   OB  BALL   BTinTFED  WITH  PBATHBBa. 

This  ball,  stuffed  with  feathers,  difficult  to  manage,  is  not 
so  soft  as  a  bladder,  nor  so  hard  as  an  ordinary  ball. 

XLTI.      THE  BALL  POB  PLATING  AT  THB  TBieON,   OK 

THBEE-OOBNEBED    OAME. 

If  you  are  skilful  enough  to  strike  me  with  rapid  left- 
hand  blows,  I  am  yours.  You  are  not  sufficiently  skilled, 
80,  down,  return  the  ball. 

XLTII.      THE   BLADDEB  700T-BALL. 

Betire  to  a  distance,  young  men;  tender  age  suits  me; 
with  the  bladder  it  befits  only  boys  and  old  men  to  play. 

XLTin.      THE   HABPABTA,   OB   SMALL  HAND-BALI.. 

This  the  agile  youth  catches  amid  the  dust  of  Antcos,* 
(though  often)  stretching  his  neck  with  fruitless  efforta. 

XLTX.      DUSCB-BBLLS. 

Why  do  strong  arms  fatigue  themselyes  with  friToloiii 
dumb-bells  ?  To  dig  a  yiney  ard  is  a  worthier  exercise  for  men. 

*■  That  is,  the  dust  of  the  palestra,  or  'wrestling-ground,  Antvoa  bayinc 
been  famed  for  wrestling.    The  words  in  brackets  are  tnpplied,  being  ap 
parently  required  to  complete  the  sense. 


300Z  ZIT.]  XFiaSAJCB.  611 

L.      A  LliiTHEB  CAP. 

To  prevent  tbe  wrestler's  unclean  oil  from  defiling  your 
sleek  locks,  you  may  protect  your  perfumed  hair  with  this 
leathern  covering. 

LI.      BTBiaiLS,    TOB  SOBAPUTa  THE   SKIS  IS  THE   BATH. 

Fergamus  sent  these;  scrape  yourself  with  the  curved 
iron,  and  the  scourer  will  not  so  often  have  to  cleanse  your 
linen. 

LH.      A.  OOMICOK  HOBK   OIL-ITLASK. 

A  young  bull  lately  bore  me  upon  his  forehead;  yoa 
might  think  me  a  real  rhinoceros'  horn. 

Lni.      AS  OIL-l'LASK  OF  BHnfTOOEBOS'   HOBK. 

This  horn,  which  was  recently  seen  in  the  Ausonian  arena 
of  the  Emperor,  and  to  which  a  bull  was  but  as  a  ball,  is 
for  you.' 

LIT.      A   child's  battle. 

If  a  little  boy  hangs  crying  upon  your  neck,  let  him 
shake,  with  his  tender  hand,  this  noisy  rattle. 

Should  round  ihy  neck  the  crying  homebom  clingy 

ItB  tuneful  hand  may  bid  this  timbrel  ring.       E^insUm, 

LV.      A  HOBSE-WHIP. 

If  the  horse  which  you  are  running  is  of  the  purple 
faction,*  you  will  make  nothing  of  him,  however  much  you  nog 
him  with  this  whip. 

LVI.      TOOTH  POWDEB. 

What  have  I  to  do  with  you  ?  Let  the  fair  and  young 
use  me.    I  am  not  accustomed  to  polish  fiedse  teeth. 

LVn.      ICYBOBALAl^nC. 

This,  which  is  mentioned  neither  by  Virgil  nor  by  Homer, 
in  all  their  verses,  is  made  up  of  unguent  and  nut-balsam. 

1  See  Spectac,  Ep.  9. 

*  Tlie  same  is  said  of  those  of  the  blue  faction,  B.  tL  Ep.  46. 

2  B  2 


612  1CABTIAL*8 

LTm.      APHBONITBUIC,  OB  SALISPSTBX. 

.  Are  jovL  a  Bustic  ?  Then  you  do  not  know  what  I  am 
called  in  Ghreek.  I  am  called  the  scum  of  nitre.  Are  jou  a 
Ghreek  ?    I  am  Aphronitron. 

Thou,  blockhead,  canst  not  scan  my  Grecian  name : 
From  scum  of  nitre,  I,  saltpetre,  came.  JBlphinatotu 

LIX.      BALMS. 

Balm  delights  me ;  it  is  the  perfume  for  men.  Ye  matrons, 
scent  yourselyes  with  the  essences  of  Cosmus. 

LX.      BEAN-FLOVB. 

This  will  be  an  acceptable  present,  and  not  without  its 
use  to  a  wrinkled  body,  when  exposed  in  broad  daylight  at 
the  baths  of  Stephanus. 

LXT.      A  HOBir-LAKTEBK. 

I  am  a  lantern,  a  fi;uide  for  the  way,  and  shine  like  gold 
when  the  flame  is  sheltered  and  the  little  lamp  safe  in  my 
embrace. ' 

LXH.      A  LAKTEBV  MADS   OF  A  BLADDEB. 

If  I  am  not  of  horn,  am  I  the  less  transparent  P  Will  any 
one  who  meets  me  think  me  a  bladder  ? 

LXIII.      A  BEED   PIPE. 

Why  do  you  smile  at  my  form,  composed  of  wax  and 
leeds  r    The  first  shepherd's  pipe  was  such  as  I  am. 

Of  wax  and  reed  you  laugh  to  see  me  made ; 

So  was  composed  the  primal  pipe  that  pla/d.    Blpkinston^ 

LXir.      PIPES. 

The  drunken  female-piper  bursts  our  ears  with  her  inflated 
cheeks;  she  sometimes  blows  two  pipes  at  once ;'  sometimei 
only  one. 

LXT.      WOOLLEK  8LIPPEBS. 

If  your  servant  should  happen  to  be  absent,  and  yoa 
wish  to  get  your  sandals,  these  will  enable  your  feet  to  serve 
themselves. 

^Pipers  often  played  on  two  pipes  at  once,  called  Hhia  dextrm  €t  nmstrm, 
"  right  and  left-handed  pipes."  See  a  foU  description  of  them  in  Colman's 
Preface  to  his  Terence. 


BOOK  XIT.]  EPIOKAM8.  618 

BoyleBS,  wouldst  on  or  off  thy  slippers  put  P 

Thy  most  obsequious  slave  tJioult  find  thy  foot  MphmUon. 

LXTI.      A.  C0B8ST. 

You  might  be  able  to  confine  your  breast  within  a  bull's 
hide ;  but  what  you  use  is  too  small  for  the  purpose. 

LXni.      A.  FLT-rLAP   OT  PEAC00K*S   FSATHEBB. 

That  which  prevents  disagreeable  flies  from  feeding  on 
your  repast,  was  once  the  proud  tail  of  a  splendid  bird. 

What  from  thy  food  repels  profaning  flies. 

Strutted,  a  gorgeous  train,  with  gem-like  eyes.    JElphinsUm* 

Linil.      RHODIAN   BISCUIT. 

If  your  slave  commits  a  fault,  do  not  smash  his  teeth 
with  your  fist ;  give  him  some  of  the  (hard)  biscuit  which 
famous  Bhodes  has  sent  you. 

LXIX.      A  PBIAPrS  MADE   OP  PASTBT. 

If  you  wish  to  appease  your  hunger,  you  may  eat  this 
Priapus  of  ours ;  even  though  you  consume  every  part  of  it, 
you  will  not  be  the  less  pure. 

LXX.      A  PIO. 

The  pig  fed  on  acorns  among  foaming  wild  boars,  will  afford 
you  a  merry  saturnalia. 

LXXI.      A  OLOTHES-EBITSH   OP  OX-TAIL. 

If  your  dress  has  been  soiled  with  yellow  dust,  brush  it  off 
with  gentle  strokes  of  this  bushy  tail. 

LXXII.      A   SAUSAGE. 

The  sausage  which  comes  to  you  in  mid-winter,  came  to 
me  before  the  seven  days  of  the  Saturnalia. 

LXXIII.      A   PABBOT. 

I,  a  parrot,  am  taught  by  you  the  names  of  others ;  I  have 
learned  of  myself  to  say,  '*  Hail !  Csesar ! '' 

To  compliment  my  master  teacheth  me : 

But  I,  by  nature,  am  taught  loyalty.  WrighL 


For  other  names  your  lessons  mav  avail ; 
I  taught  myself  to  carol,  *'  Cssar  f  hail !" 


Elphifuion, 


614  mabtial'c 

lxxit.    ▲  obow. 

Corve  salutator,  quare  fellator  haberis  ? 
In  caput  intravit  mentula  nulla  tuum. 

O  oorro  salutatore,  perchd  sei  tu  tenuto  un  fellatoreP 
mentala  entrb  neUa  tua  bocca. — Graglia. 

LxxT.    A  inoHTnraAiiB. 

Philomela  bewails  the  crime  of  the  incestuous  Tereus ;  and 

she  who  was  dumb  as  a  maiden,  is  celebrated  for  her  song  as 

a  bird. 

Hear  Philamela  Tereus'  crime  bewail ; 

Lo !  the  mute  maid,  a  warbling  nightingale.     EXphmMUm. 

Wron^*d  Philomel,  while  woman,  mute  was  she ; 

But,  smce  a  bird,  sings  her  own  elegy.  Wrighi, 

Lzxyi.     ▲  iCAaPiB. 

I,  a  talking  magpie,  salute  you  as  my  master  with  dis- 
tinct voice ;  if  you  did  not  see  me,  you  would  not  believe  me 
to  be  a  bird. 

Did  vou  not  see,  such  a  true  voice  I  feign, 
Thinldng  me  man,  you  would  salute  again.     WrighL 

LXXVn.      AN  rVOBT  CAGE. 

If  vou  ever  possess  such  a  bird  as  Lesbia,  the  beloved  of 
OatalluSy  bewailed,  it  may  dweU  here. 

E'en  such  a  bird,  so  fond,  so  gay. 

As  Lesbia  loved  so  well, 
And  moom'd  in  sweet  Catullus'  lay. 

In  thee  might  happy  dwelL  Qeo.  Zomft. 

LXXVUi.      A  MEDICIKE-OHEST. 

Here  you  have  an  ivory  medicine-chest,  filled  with  the  ap- 
pliances of  the  healing  art ;  a  present  such  as  even  Paocnia ' 
might  have  coveted. 

LXXIX.      WHIPS. 

Play,  sportive  slaves;  but  only  play.^  These  whips  of 
mine  shall  be  locked  up  for  five  days.' 

Play  on,  but  only  play,  ye  servile  fry ; 

N6  more  than  five  dear  days  I  dormant  lie.      ElpkmMUmm 

^  Some  physician,  probably.  *  Do  no  mischief. 

'  In  Ep.  72  the  Saturnalia  are  said  to  last  seven  days;  five  was  Un 
prescribed  number,  but  two  were  usually  added. 


BOOK  XIT.]  EPIGRAMS.  615 

LXXX.      FESULJB. 

Hated  exceedingly  by  children,  and  dear  to  schoolmastera, 
we  are  the  wood  ennobled  by  the  gifb  of  Prometheus.' 

The  master's  sceptre,  and  the  school-boy's  smart ; 

Our  awe  springs  sacred  from  Promethean  art.     Mphinston. 

LXXXl.      A  WALLET. 

This  wallet  entreats  that  it  may  not  be  obliged  to  carry 
the  beggarly  food  of  a  long-bearded,  half-clad  philosopher,  or 
nerve  as  pillow  to  his  mangy  dog. 

LXXXn.      BBOOHS. 

Brooms  were  once  held  in  esteem,  as  our  palm  trees  tes- 
tify ;*  but  now  the  slaves  have  forsaken  brooms,  and  pick  up 
crumbs. 

LXXXm.      A  BAOK-BCBATGHEB,  IS   THE   SHAPE   OP    A  HAJTD. 

This  hand  will  protect  your  shoulders  from  the  bite  of  the 
troublesome  flea,  or  from  other  things  more  offensive  than 
a  flea. 

LXXdT.      A  WOODEK  BOOK-OOTEBIKO. 

These  fir  covers  will  long  preserve  your  manuscripts,  and 
protect  them  against  the  friction  of  your  toga  and  cloak.' 

LXZXT.      A   OOTJtIH    HADE    OP   CITEOV-WOOI),   CALLED 

"  PEAGOGK-TAILSD.'* 

This  couch  derives  its  name  from  the  bird  adorned  wi& 
painted  feathers ;  which  is  now  the  attendant  of  Juno,  but 
was  formerly  Argus.^ 

LXXXYI.      A  SADDLE. 

Huntsman,  accept  this  saddle  for  your  swiArfooted  steed, 
for  a  horse  ridden  bare-backed  is  apt  to  cause  a  painful 

Qisease* 

LxxjLVii.    A  DnnrsB  covoh. 

Accept  a  semicircular  couch  decorated  with  crescents  of 

'  Prometlieiu  having  stolen  fire  from  heayen  in  a  hollow  cane  or 
leed. 
'  Brooms  were  tncienUy  made  from  U&e  palm-tree. 

*  Compare  B.  i.  Bp.  67. 

*  The  hmidred-eyed  Argus  was  changed  into  a  peacock. 


616  ]LUITIAL*8 

tortoise-shelL    It  will  )iold  eight.    Whoerer  is  a  friend,  let 
him  take  a  seat  on  it. 

LXXXnn.'    A  DIKirSB-TABLB   OBNAKEKTED  WITH  THE 

BEST  TOBTOISE-BHELL. 

If  you  imagine  that  I  am  adorned  with  female  land- 
tortoise  shell,  you  are  mistaken ;  I  bear  the  male  offspring  of 
the  sea. 

LXXZIX.      ▲  CITBOK-WOOD   TABLE. 

Accept  a  present  of  rich  wood  from  the  forests  of  Atlas. 
Whoever  makes  a  present  of  gold  (of  equal  weight),  will 
give  less. 

Atkis  this  citron  table  sends  to  thee : 

Should  he  give  gold,  the  gift  would  smaller  be.    WrigkL 

XG.      A  ICAPLE-WOOD   TABLE. 

I  am  not  veined,  it  is  true ;  nor  am  I  the  offspring  of  an 
African  forest ;  yet  even  my  wood  is  no  stranger  to  sump- 
tuous feasts. 

XOI.      lYOBT   TUSKS. 

Do  you  question  whether  tusks  which  toss  in  air  the 
vast  bodies  of  bulls,  can  support  tables  of  African  wood  ?^ 
Ask  you  if  tusks  that  toss  a  bull  in  air 
Suffice  a  rosewood  table's  weight  to  bear  P       W,  8.  B. 

XCn.      A  FITE-rEET   BTJLE. 

This  piece  of  oak,  marked  with  spots,  and  tipped  with  a 
sharp  point,  frequently  exposes  the  fraudulent  dealingB  of 
the  contractor. 

XCin.      AKTIQVB  YASES. 

This  is  no  recent  masterpiece,  nor  the  work  of  an  artificer 
of  our  day ;  Mentor,  who  made  these  cups,  was  the  first  to 
drink  out  of  them. 

XCIT.      OOMMOir  OVFS. 

Though  we  plebeian  cups  are  not  made  of  decoratiye  glass^ 
our  stone  ware  is  not  cracked  by  boiling  water. 

XCY.      A  OHASED    dOLB   CUP. 

Although  I  am  formed  of  the  most  beautiful  and  ruddy 
Collaic  gold,*  I  glory  &r  more  in  my  workmanship ;  for  it 
is  that  of  Mys. 

>  See  Spectac.  Ep.  17  sad  19.  *  See  B.  v.  Ep.  16. 


BOOK  XIT.3  XPIGBAJC8.  *  617 

XCVI.      A   VATDTIAK  CUP.' 

Accept  this  humble  cup,  a  memorial  of  the  cobbler  Yati- 
niuB ;  it  \b  not  bo  big  as  his  nose. 

XOYII.      DISHES   IKLAID  WITH    GOLD. 

Do  not  dishonour  such  large  gold  dishes  with  an  insigni- 
ficant mullet ;  it  ought,  at  least,  to  weigh  two  pounds. 

XCYIII.      ABBETHnS  TABES.* 

We  warn  you  not  to  look  with  too  much  contempt  on 
Arretine  vases ;  Porsena's  splendid  service  was  of  Etruscan 
pottery. 

XOIX.      A  BASKET.'. 

ly  a  barbarian  basket,  came  from  the  painted  Britons ;  but 
now  Borne  claims  me  for  her  own. 

From  painted  Britons,  I  bascauda  came ; 

Whom  now  imperial  Home  would  native  daim*    S^hm. 

I,  foreign  basket,  first  in  Britain  known, 
Am  now  by  Rome  accounted  for  her  own. 

FuUsr's  Worthiu. 

C.      PAKACIAK  YSSBELB. 

If  you  have  visited  the  country  of  the  learned  CatulluB, 
you  have  drunk  Bhastian  wine  from  my  earthenware. 

01.      BOLETABIA,   A   COOKIKO  VESSEL. 

Though  mushrooms  (boleti)  have  given  me  so  noble  a 
name,  I  am  used,  I  am  ashamed  to  say  it,  for  cabbages. 

on.      SUBBENTIKE   CUPS. 

Accept  these  cups  formed  of  no  common  day,  but  th« 
polishea  work  of  a  Surrentine  potter's  wheeL 

cm.      A  SKOW-STBATETEB. 

Temper  your  cups  of  Setine  wine,  I  advise  you,  with 
snow  put  into  me.  You  may  use  linen  strainers  for  inferior 
wines. 

'  So  called  because  the  fashion  of  it  was  inrented  bv  Vatinins,  a  shoe- 
maker of  Benerentum ;  or  because  it  was  shaped  like  his  nose. 

*  Prom  Arretium,  a  town  of  Etruria,  now  Arezzo. 

*  The  Word  "  basket "  is  supposed  to  be  deri?ed  from  Batetmda,  See 
Johnson's  Dictionary. 


618  KABTIAL*8 

OIY.      A  SNOW-Biia. 

Our  ooane  linen,  too,  will  clarify  snow-water,  whidi  does 
not  gush  any  colder  from  your  fine  strainer. 

CT.      WiiTSB-JtTOB   FOB  THB  TAALB. 

Let  cold  water  not  be  wanting,  and  the  warm  will  be  at 
command ;  never  trifle  with  craving  thirst. 

en.      AN  EABTHZir  PITGHBB. 

Here  is  presented  to  you  a  red  pitcher  with  twisted 
handle;  the  Stoic  Pronto^ used  to  fetch  his  water  in  this 
vessel. 

era.    wuna  cups. 

The  Sat;^  loves  us ;  Bacchus  loves  us ;  and  so  too  the 
intoxicated  tigress,  whom  we  have  taught  to  lick  the  feet  rf 
her  master. 

cvm.    SAGUimirB  oups. 

Accept  these  cups,  fashioned  of  Saguntine  clay,  ifhich 
your  servant  may  take  and  handle  without  anxiety. 

OIX.      JEWELLED   CUPS. 

See  how  the  gold,  begemmed  with  Scythian  emendda, 
gUstens !  How  many  fingers  does  this  cup  deprive  of  jewels !' 

ox.      AK  AMPULLA,   OB   DBIKEIKG  FLASK. 

Here  is  a  gemmed  cup,  which  bears  the  name  of  Cosmus ;' 
drink,  luxurious  man,  if^you  thirst  for  perfumed  wines.^ 

OZI.      OBTSTAL  GUPS. 

Tou  break  crystal  cups  in  your  anxiety  to  avoid  breaking 
them ;  hands  too  careless,  and  too  anxious,  are  equally  de- 
structive. 

You  chrystal  break,  for  fear  of  breaking  it :  ^ 
Careless  and  carefiill  hands  like  faults  commit 

'  Perhaps  he  who  is  mentioned  B.  i.  Ep.  56* 

*  Ancient  gold  as  well  as  crystal  cups  and  vases,  inlaid  with  jewels, 
especially  emeralds  and  mbies,  are  still  found  in  some  cabinets. 

'  The  perfumer  often  mentioned  before. 

*  It  was  a  practice  of  the  luxurious,  in  the  time  of  Martial*  to  mix 
spikenard,  myrrh,  and  other  perfumes,  with  their  wine.  See  Plin.  H.  N. 
.    18» 


BOOK  XIY.]  BPIGBAMB.  619 

CXn.      A.  KIMBUS   OF   GLASS. 

The  nimhis  that  comes  from  Jupiter  will  supplj  you  with 
abundance  of  water  to  mix  with  your  wine ;  this  nminu  will 
give  you  wine  itself.^ 

ozin.    KTBBHiioi  crps. 

If  you  drink  your  wine  warm,  a  Myrrhine  cup  is  best  for 
hot  Ealemian ;  and  the  flavour  of  the  wine  is  improved  by  it. 

orrv.    A  cvMMAJsr  plats. 

This  plate  of  red  Gumsean  earth  is  sent  you  by  the  chaste 
Sibyl.    It  is  a  native  of  the  same  place  with  herself. 

CXV.      GLASS   CUPS. 

Behold  the  talent  of  the  Nile.  Alas !  how  often  has  the 
workman,  while  wishing  to  give  additional  ornament  to  his 
work,  destroyed  it ! 

This  is  Egyptian  work.    How  oft  does  taste, 

Aiming  too  high,  its  toilsome  efforts  waste        W,  S.  J3. 

CXYI.      A  BECAKTXB  POB   SNOW-WATEB. 

You  drink  Spoletine  wine,  or  that  which  has  been  stored 
in  Marsian  cellars.  Of  what  use  to  you  is  the  noble  luxury 
of  iced  water  ? 

oivTi.    sirow. 

To  drink  not  snow,  but  water  iced  with  snow,  is  the  device 
of  ingenious  thirst. 

CXVIH.      THB  SAMB. 

Do  not,  my  slave,  mix  the  smoky  wine  of  Marseilles  with 
iced  water,  lest  the  water  cost  you  more  than  the  vnne. 

Massilia's  smoke  forhear  with  snow  to  hlend : 

Nor  more  on  water,  than  on  wine,  expend.    Elphinston, 

OXIX.      AK   BABTHEK  VTEKSIL. 

When  I  have  been  called  for  by  a  snap  of  my  master*s 
fingers,  and  the  attendant  has  loitered,  oh  how  often  has  the 
cushion  been  my  rival ! 

'  Nimiua  means  a  "  storm/'  or  "  stonn -cloud."  The  point  lies  is 
the  word  also  meaning  a  wine-vessel,  probably  so  called  from  its  dark 
colour. 


620  ]CABTIAL*8 

CXX.      A  8ILTEB  LIGULX,   OB  SHALL  LADLB. 

Though  knights  and  senators  call  me  ligula^  I  am  called 
lingula  bj  ignorant  grammanans.' 

CXXl.      A  COCHLEABB*  (sPOOK). 

I  am  suitable  for  shell-fish,  but  not  less  so  for  eggs.  Fraj 
can  you  tell  why  the  one  has  given  me  a  name  rather  thin 
the  other  P 

CXXII.      BIKOS. 

In  old  times  we  were  frequently,  but  now  we  are  rarely, 
presented  to  a  friend.  Happy  the  man  who  has  for  a  friend 
a  knight  whose  fortune  he  has  made  ! ' 

qXXm.      A  BIKO-CASE. 

Often  does  the  heavy  ring  slip  off  the  anointed  fingers ;  but 
if  you  confide  your  jewel  to  me,  it  will  be  safe. 

OZXrV.      A  TOGA. 

He  who  gave  the  skies  to  his  illustrious  sire,^  made  tho 
toga-clad  Eomans  lords  of  the  world. 

CZXV.      THE   SAME. 

If  you  can  reconcile  yourself  to  give  up  vour  morning 
sleep,  you  may,  by  wearing  out  this  toga,  obtam  a  sporfcula. 

CXXVI.      A  WABM  CLOAK. 

This  is  a  poor  man*s  g^,  but  not  often  a  poor  man's 
We  send  you  this  doak  in  place  of  a  mantle. 

OXXVn.      A  BBOWV   CLOAK  OF  OAlHTSIOr  WOOL.' 

This  Canusian  cloak,  in  colour  extremely  like  must, 
be  our  gift  to  thee.    Bejoice !  it  vrXi  not  soon  wear  out. 

^  The  word  is  a  dimmntire  from  Unffua,  **  a  tongue ;"  but  Hffula  be- 
came the  prevalent  form  of  it. 

'  CocMeare,  from  eochiea^  a  shell,  on  account  of  its  shape.  Our  old  tea 
caddy  spoons  were  often  shaped  like  a  cockle-shell. 

'  In  ancient  times  patrons  often  presented  their  clients  with  a  sum 
money  to  enable  them  to  purchase  the  equestrian  dignity,  and  wear 
ring  of  the  order. 

*  Domitian,  who  deified  Vespasian,  and  built  a  templa  to  tlw  Fla 
family. 

*  Fxom  Ganusia  in  Apulia. 


BOOK  XIT.]  XPieSAHB.  621 

OXXYin.      A    GALLIO  HOOD. 

'    Gkiol  clothes  you  with  its  Santonic^  hood:  it  was  bat 
ireoentlj  that  it  clothed  a  monkey.* 

CXCIX.      SED   CLOAKS  OT   CJLSVBUJX  WOOL. 

/    Borne  more  willingly  wears  brown  cloaks ;  Gnul  prefers 
red,  a  colour  which  pleases  children  and  soldiers. 

CXXX.      A  LBATHEBN   CLOAK. 

Although  you  begin  your  journey  on  the  finest  of  days, 
let  this  leathern  cloak  be  always  at  hand  against  sudden 
showers. 

CXXXI.      A  SCASLST   COAT. 

If  you  belong  to  the  blue  or  the  green  faction,  why  put  on 
scarlet  ?  Be  careful,  lest  by  that  proceeding  you  be  reckoned 
a  deserter. 

OXXXH.      A  OAF. 

If  I  could,  I  should  have  been  glad  to  send  you  a  whole 
'     suit ;  as  it  is  I  send  you  only  a  covering  for  your  head. 

CZZXIII.      BASTIC   CLOAKS. 

My  wool  is  not  deceitful,  nor  do  I  change  my  colour  in 
the  dying  yat.  Tyrian  wool  may  please  by  such  means ;  my 
coloui:  is  that  of  the  sheep  I  clothed. 

My  wool  has  never  known  the  arts  of  Tyre, 

The  sheep  that  bore  it  was  its  only  dyer.       JF,  S,  B. 

I'm  what  I  seem ;  not  any  dyer  gave, 

But  nature  dyed  this  colour  that  I  have.        Wright, 

OKXXiy.      A  BBEAST-BAND. 

Breast-band !  confine  the  swelling  bosom  of  my  mistress, 
that  I  may  be  able  to  coyer  and  press  it  with  my  hand. 

OXXXy.      A  DUTNEB  DBESS. 

No  law  courts  or  bail  cases  are  known  to  me.  My  duty 
is  to  recline  on  embroidered  couches. 

y^^^  omen,      A  WOOLLEK   CLOAK. 

^      Fine  smooth  garments  are  of  little  use  in  winter.     My 
shaggy  covering  will  impart  warmth  to  your  under-dress. 

^  From  the  Santones,  a  people  of  Gaul. 

'  It  resembled  the  short  coat  sometimes  put  on  monkeys. 


022  ]fAJlTIAL*C 

OJTLYn.     WHITE  WOOLLEV  OLOiJCB. 

We  recommend  ourselyes  for  service  in  the  smphitheatrt 
when  our  white  covering  encompasses  the  chilly  toga. 

CXULVUi.      A.  TABLE*OOTXB. 

Let  this  woollen  cloth  protect  your  splendid  citron  tabic 
On  mine  a  dish  may  be  phced  without  aoing  any  harm. 

CXXXIX.      A  LIBimKIAir  ROOD. 

You  did  not  know,  simpleton,  how  to  suit  your  doak  t 
me.  You  put  on  a  white  doak;  you  have  to  take  off  i 
green  one.^ 

CXL.      CILIGIAir   SOCKS. 

« 

These  are  not  formed  of  wool,  but  of  the  beard  of  the  fetii 
goat.*    You  may  bury  your  foot  in  this  hairy  covering. 

OXLI.      A.  SYNTHESIS,   OB  FESTAL   B0B£. 

While  your  toga  enjoys  a  rest  of  five  days,'  you  may,  i 
you  please,  make  use  of  this  vestment. 

CXLII.      ▲  MUrFLEB 

I£^  witL  the  intention  of  reciting,  I  happen  to  present  t< 
you  a  little  book,  let  this  muffler  defend  your  ears. 

CXLin.      PATAYIAK  WOOLLEIT   BHIBTS. 

The  Patavian  triple  tissue  is  composed  of  many  fleeces 
it  is  only  a  saw  that  can  cut  these  thick  shirts. 

GXLIY.      A  SFOKGB. 

Chance  has  given  you  this  sponge,  useful  for  wiping  tablefl 
when  it  is  slightly  distended  with  the  water  which  it  imbibei 

OZLY.      A  CLOAX.  OF  LOKO  HAIB. 

Such  is  my  whiteness,  such  the  beauty  of  my  long  haii 
that  you  would  like  to  wear  me  even  in  the  midst  of  harveal 

CILTI.      A  PILLOW. 

Bub  your  hair  with  the  nard  of  Cosmus,  and  your  piUo 

'  A  portion  of  the  wool  of  the  hood,  which  fell  down  oyer  the  npp 

part  of  the  white  cloak,  adhered  to  it,  and  gare  it  something  of  a  green  hv 

*  From  Cinyps,  a  riTer  in  Africa,  on  the  banks  of  whidi  goats  abonndc 

'  The  fire  days  of  the  Saturnalia,  during  which  the  synthesis  was  wa 

instead  of  the  toga.    See  Ep.  72,  79,  etc 


SOOK   XIY.]  SFieBAMB. 

^rill  smell  of  it.    When  your  hair  has  lost  the  peifiime,  the 
,  pillow  retains  it. 

^^  CXLTH.      LOITG-HAISBD   00TSSLET8. 

'STonr  woolly  coverlet  is  radiant  with  purple  trimmings ; 
,    but  what  ayails  that,  if  an  old  wife  freezes  you  ? 

Warm  purple  rt^  without,  what  profit  these, 

If  an  old  wife  within  doth  make  thee  freeze  P      WrigkL 

cxlyhi.    a  pais  oe  blaitkbts. 

)  Lest  the  mattress  should  be  too  plainly  seen  on  your 
Bcantily-covered  couch,  we  two  sisters  come  to  your  aid. 

CXLIX.      A   XrOKSB. 

"^  I  fear  those  whose  development  is  laree :  give  me  to  some 
tender  maiden,  that  the  linen  of  which  I  am  formed  may 
delight  in  her  snow-white  charms. 

*  CL.      Ay  OBlTAHEirTED   OOVEBLBT. 

The  land  of  Memphis  makes  you  this  present.      The 
^Babylonian  needle  is  now  surpassed  by  the  loom  of  the  Nile. 

^'  CLI.      A  WOMAET's   OIBDLE. 

At  present  I  am  long  enough ;  but  if  you  should  swell  with 
an  agreeable  burden,  I  should  then  prove  too  short  for  you. 


fl!' 


JS 


CLn.      A  SQTJABB   BUG. 

The  land  of  the  learned  Catullus^  will  supply  you  with 
blankets.    We  are  from  the  region  of  Helicaon.* 

CLIII.      Air  APBOK. 

Let  the  rich  man  give  you  a  tunic ;  I  can  only  give  you 
an  apron.    If  I  were  a  rich  man,  I  would  give  you  botL 


CLIY.      AMETHTST-OOLOTTBED  WOOLS. 

Since  I  am  drunk  with  the  blood  of  the  Sidonian  shell- 
,||f  fish,  I  do  not  see  why  I  should  be  called  a  sober  wool.' 

^^  1  Verona. 

^  *  From  Patavium,  founded  by  Helicaon,  the  son  of  Antenor.  B.  x.  Ep.  93. 

ibr^  '  Anallasion  to  the  deriTation  of  aniethystus,  from  a  and  fuOOia,  becauM 

a^  ix  wu  Buppoaed  to  have  the  power  of  prevenliiig  intoxication. 


624  ]CA&TUX*8 

CLV.      WHITE  WOOL. 

Apulia  is  noted  for  fleeces  of  the  first  quality ;  Parma 
for  those  of  the  second.  The  sheep  whose  wool  is  of  ^ 
third  quality  distinguishes  Altinum. 

OLTI.      TYUULS  WOOL. 

I  was  the  present  of  the  shepherd-prince  to  his  Spartan 
mistress.    Her  mother  Leda's  purple  robe  was  inferior  to  me. 

CLTH.    POLLEimirB  wool. 

The  territory  of  PoUentia  is  accustomed  to  give  us,  not 
only  wool  of  a  dark  colour,  but  also  cups. 

CLYm.      THE    SAME. 

I  am,  it  is  true,  a  sad-coloured  wool;  but  suitable^  for 
shorn  attendants,*  such  as  are  not  required  for  the  higher 
offices  of  the  table. 

CLIX.      HATTBESS-STTJFEnrOS   OT  LErOOKiriC. 

Is  the  sacking'  uncomfortably  dose  to  your  pillow  ?  Take 
this  wool  plucked  from  Leuconian^  blankets. 

CLX.      OIBCTJS   STUFFINO. 

The  marsh-reed,  when  cut  up,  is  called  circus-stuffing,  and 
is  what  the  poor  man  buys  instead  of  Leuconian  stuffing. 

clu.    fsathebs. 

When  fatigued,  you  may  recline  upon  Amydsean  feathers, 
which  the  swan's  inner  coat  provides  for  you. 

CLXn.      HAY. 

Let  your  fragile  bed  be  stuffed  with  hay  filched  firom  the 
mules.     Pale  care  does  not  visit  hard  couches. 

Stuff  thy  cheap  tidL  with  hay,  pale  care  will  fly : 

She  never  doth  upon  a  hard  beid  lie.  Wright, 

^  Schneidewin  reads  neta  ;  we  follow  the  old  reading,  apta, 
s  The  better  class  of  slaves  wore  their  hair  long ;  the  inferior  sort  bid 
it  cut  close.     Corop.  B.  viii.  £p.  51. 

*  Faaeia,     Some  strap  by  which  the  pillow  was  buckled  to  ths 
couch. 

*  From  the  Leuci,  or  Leucones^  a  people  of  GauL 


BOOK  XIT.]  EPIGIUK8.  625 

CLXni.      A  BATH  BELL. 

Give  up  (playing  with)  the  ball :  thib  bell  of  the  w«rm 
baths  rings.  Do  you  continue  your  game  ?  You  wish,  then, 
for  a  cold  bath  before  you  return  home.^ 

CLXIT.      A  QUOIT. 

When  the  shining  Spartan  quoit  is  flying  through  the  air, 
keep  at  a  distance,  children.  Jjet  it  not  be  fatal  more  than 
it  once  was.^ 

OLXT.      A  LTBE. 

The  lyre  restored  Burydice  to  her  bard  (Orpheus) ;  but 
he  lost  her  again  by  his  want  of  self-control  and  his  too  im- 
patient love. 

OLXYI.      THE   SAME. 

The  lyre,  which  attracted  woods  and  detained  wild  beasts, 
has  often  been  ejected  firom  the  theatre  of  Pompey.' 

The  tale  of  Orpheus  is,  I  Ve  no  doubt,  true, 

For  stocks  and  stones  the  harpist  still  pursue.    W,  &  B. 

OLXYII.   A  QUILL  EOB  THE  LTBE. 

That  an  inflamed  blister  may  not  rise  upon  your  chafed 
thumb,  let  this  w^te  quill  elicit  the  sound  of  the  gentle  lyre. 

OLITIII.      A  HOOP. 

A  wheel  must  be  protected  (with  a  tire).  You  make  me  a 
useful  present.  It  will  be  a  hoop  to  children,  but  to  me  a 
tire  for  my  wheel. 

OLXIX.      THE   SAME. 

Why  do  these  jingling  rings^  move  about  upon  the  rolling 
wheel  ?  In  order  that  the  passers-by  may  get  out  of  the 
way  of  the  hoop. 

CLXX.   A  GOLBEK  STATUE  01*  YICTOBT. 

Victory  is  here  presented,  without  the  intervention  of 

^  The  warm  baths,  in  which  it  was  nsnal  to  bathe  after  playing  at  ball, 
were  closed  at  a  certain  time ;  those  who  did  not  go  to  them  before  they 
were  closed  might  bathe  in  cold  water.    See  B.  ▼.  Ep.  21 ;  B.  vi.  Ep.  42. 

'  Alluding  to  the  case  of  Hyacinthus,  killed  accidentally  by  Phoebus. 

'  By  the  populace,  who  sometimes  drove  the  musicians  off  the  stage. 
See  Spectac.  Ep.  21. 

«  Small  rings  were  attached  to  boys'  hoops  to  make  a  jiogling  noise. 


626  ICABTIAL'tt 

hazard,  to  him  to  whom  the  Khine  gave  a  true  name.'    SlaTe, 
pour  out  ten  cups  of  Falemian.* 

OLXXI.      Jl  small   STATrS   OF   BBTJTTTS'S   FAYOTTBITE. 

Little  as  is  this  statuette,  its  glory  is  bj  no  means  incon- 
siderable.   Brutus  set  his  affection  on  this  boy. 

GLXXII.      THE   COBIKTHIAN  LIZiJ&B-SLATEB. 

Spare,  treacherous  child,  the  lizard  which  is  crawling  to- 
wards you.    It  is  eager  to  perish  by  your  hands. 

OLXXni.      A   FICTrBE   OF   HTACIKTHUS. 

The  youn^  grandson  of  Oebalus,  at  once  the  shame  and 
the  regret  of  Phodbus,  turns  his  dying  eyes  from  the  cruel 
disc' 

OLXXIY.      A  MABBLE   HEBHAFHEOBITE. 

He  entered  the  water  a  male  ;^  he  left  it  both  male  and 
female.  In  one  feature  only  does  he  resemble  his  father  ;^  in 
every  other  his  mother.* 

OLXXT.      A  FICTUBE   OF   BANAE. 

Why,  O  ruler  of  Olympus,  did  Danae  receive  pay  from 
thee,  if  Leda  granted  thee  her  favours  for  nothing  P 

CLXXYI.      A   OEBMAK   MASK. 

I  am  the  fancy  of  the  potter,  the  mask  of  a  red-haired 
Batavian.  This  countenance,  at  which  you  smile,  is  an 
object  of  terror  to  children. 

Work'd  in  red  clay,  a  Dutchman's  phiz  am  I ; 

I  move  your  laughter,  but  make  children  cry.     W.  S.  B. 

CLXXYII.      THE   GOBINTHLAir   HEBCULES. 

The  infant  crushes  the  two  snakes  without  turning  his 
eves  from  them.  Already  might  the  hydra  have  dreaded 
the  tender  hands. 

See  how  the  child  doth  the  two  serpents  tear, 

And  squeeze  out  life !    Hydra  e'en  now  may  fear.    WrighL 

^  To  Domitian,  suniamed  Germanicus. 

*  Answering  to  the  ten  letters  in  the  name  of  Germanicus.  B.  i.  £p.  72. 
"  See  £p.  164. 

*  The  fountain  of  Salmacis.    See  Ovid's  Metam.  B.  iv. 

*  Mercury.  «  Venus. 


BOOK  xrr.]  xpieBAMB.  627 

CLXXYin.      A  TXBSA-OOTTA  HBECI7LX8. 

I  am  fragile ;  but  do  not,  I  warn  you,  despise  my  statuette. 
Alcides  blushes  not  to  bear  my  name. 

CLXXIX.      MIKBBTA  IN   SILTBH. 

Tell  me,  fierce  maiden-goddess,  why,  since  you  have  a  hel- 
met and  a  spear,  you  have  not  also  an  JSgis  ?  *'  Cedsar  has  it." 

S^,  gallant  maid,  of  hebn  and  spear  possest, 

where  is  thine  iBgis  P    Tis  on  Ciesar'B  breast     ElphinsUm. 

OLXXX.      ErBOPA. 

The  time,  excellent  father  of  the  gods,  when  you  might 
best  have  changed  yourself  into  a  bul),  was  when  your  lo 
was  a  cow. 

Then,  rather,  Jove,  should'st  thou  have  chose  to  bee 

A  bull,  when  lo  was  a  cow  for  thee.  May. 

OLXXXI.      THB   MABBLS  L£Ain>EB. 

The  daring  Leander  exclaimed  amid  the  swelling  waters  : 
*'  Drown  me,  ye  waves,  when  I  am  on  my  return." 

Thus  bold  Leander  crjr'd  i'th*  swelling  maine^ 

Then  drown  me  waves,  when  I  retume  againe.  Mau 

Thus  bold  Leander  spake  to  the  sweU'd  wave ; 

Spare  me  till  I  return,  be  then  my  grave.  Wright. 

OLXXXn.      A  TXBBA-OOTTA  FIOrBB   OF  A  HUNCHBACK. 

Prometheus,  I  should  think,  was  drunk  when  he  gave  such 
a  monster  to  earth.  Even  he  amused  himself  with  Saturna- 
lian  clay.' 

cLxxxiii.     hohsb's  "battle  op  the  fboos  and  mice." 

Bead  of  the  frogs,  sung  bv  the  bard  of  M»onia,  and  learn 
to  relax  your  brow  with  sucn  pleasantries  as  mine 

Reed  Homer's  Frogs  and  Mice,  and  when  you  've  done, 
Perhaps  you  'U  know  how  to  enjoy  my  fun.         W.  8.  B. 

CLXxxrv.    A  pabchment  COPT  or  homeb. 

The  niad,  and  the  story  of  Ulysses,  hostile  to  the  kingdom 
of  Priam,  lie  deposited  in  these  many  folds  of  skin. 

>  He  had  bis  Saturnalia  as  well  as  we. 
2  8  2 


628  MAETIAL*8 

CLXXXT.      YIBOIL*8  "  &NAT." 

Beceive,  studioas  reader,  the  "  Qnai  *'  of  the  eloquent 
Yirgil,  and  do  not  entirely  reject  drolleries  to  read  '^  Arms 
virumque  cano.'* 

OLXXin.      TIBOIL   OK  FASCHMEKT,  'VVTTH   POETRAIT. 

How  small  a  quantity  of  parchment  holdb  the  great  Maro ! 
Hifl  portrait  ornaments  the  first  page. 

CLXXIVn.      MEVAlirDEB's   "THAIS." 

In  this  character  did  he  first  satirize  the  free  loyes  of 
young  men.  It  was  not  G-lycere,  but  Thais,  that  was  his 
mistress  in  youth. 

CLixXViil.      OIGEKO   ON   PAECHMENT. 

If  this  parchment  be  your  companion  on  a  long  journey, 
you  may  imagine  that  you  are  travelling  with  Cicero. 

CLXXUX.   A  COPT  OF  PEOPEBTIUS. 

Cynthia,  theme  of  the  youthful  muse  of  the  eloquent  Pro- 
pertius,  has  not  received  more  fame  from  him  than  she  has 
given  in  return. 

CXC.      LITT   IN  A  SINGLE   VOLUME. 

The  voluminous  Livy,  of  whom  my  bookcase  would  once 
scarcely  have  contained  the  whole,  is  now  comprised  in  this 
small  parchment  volume. 

In  a  small  parchment  see  great  Livy  roll'd ; 

Whom  all  my  study  was  too  small  to  hold.      Wright, 

OXCI.       BALLrST. 

SaUust,  according  to  the  judgment  of  the  learned,  will  rank 
as  the  prince  of  Soman  historiographers. 

Gxcu.    oved's  hetamoephoses  on  paschment. 

This  mass,  which,  as  you  see,  consists  of  a  e;reat  number 
of  leaves,  contains  fifteen  books  of  the  verses  of  Naso. 

CXCITI.      TIBTJLLUS. 

The  playful  Nemesis  consumed  with  love  the  amorous  Ti- 
buUus,  whom  it  delighted  to  be  a  cipher  in  his  own  house.* 

^  Ilia  regat  cunctos,  illi  sint  omnia  curfe, 

£t  ju^et  in  tot&  me  nihil  esse  domo. — ri6ti/^  i.  5. 


BOOK  XIY.]  BFIOSAM8.  629 

CXCIV.      LUCAir. 

There  are  some  who  saj  that  I  am  not  a  poet ;  but  the 
bookseller,  who  sells  me,  thinks  that  I  am. 

People  there  are  who  say  I  'm  not  a  poet, 

Not  BO  the  hooksellers, — and.  they  should  know  it.     W,  S,  B, 

CXCV.      CATULLUS. 

Great  Verona  owes  as  much  to  her  Catullus,  as  little 
Mantua  owes  to  her  Yirgil. 

CXCVI.      CALTirs'   POEM   ON  WABM   AST)   COLD   SPSIlTeS. 

This  paper,  which  tells  you  of  the  virtues  and  names  ot 
water,  deserves  to  be  set  afloat  on  the  waters  it  describes. 

The  verse,  that  dares  the  various  streams  to  limn, 

Had  better  down  her  favorite  waters  swim.        ElphinsUm* 

CICVTI.      DWAKP  MULES. 

Erom  these  mules  you  need  not  fear  a  fiill ;  you  often  sit 
higher  on  the  ground. 

You  need  not  fear  a  fall  from  my  low  mule ; 

You  almost  higher  sit  when  earth's  your  stooL     Wright. 

OlCnil.      A   GALLIC   PUPPY. 

If  you  wish  to  hear  all  the  pretty  tricks  of  the  little  puppy, 
a  whole  page  would  not  suffice  for  me  to  enumerate  them. 

CXCIX.      A  JENNET. 

This  small  horse,  who  picks  up  his  swift  hoofs  in  such 
regular  time,  is  an  Astukan,  and  comes  from  the  gold- 
producing  regions. 

OC.      THE    GSETHOUNI).^ 

The  active  grevhound  hunts  not  for  himself,  but  for 
his  master,  and  will  bring  you  the  hare  unhurt  in  his  teeth. 

^  All  the  Latin  Dictionaries  interpret  Vwrtagtu  as  a  greyhound^  but  Mr. 
Amos  translates  vertagua  aeer  as  a  keen  tumbler,  and  refers  for  his  au- 
thority to  Dr.  Nash's  commentary  on  the  following  lines  in  Butler's 
Hudibras : — 

"  Like  a  tumbler  that  does  play 
His  game  and  looks  another  way." 

We  gire  the  note  as  it  stands  in  Bohn's  edition  of  Hudibras,  page  98,  and 
leave  the  reader  to  determine.  '*  A  dog,  called  by  the  Latins  V^rtagus, 
that  rolls  himself  in  a  heap,  and  tumbles  over,  disguismg  his  shape  and 


630  habtial'b 

cci.    thb  wbebtlsb. 

I  do  not  like  hun  for  conquering,  but  for  knowing  how  to 
succumb,  and  still  more  for  having  learned  the  art  of  retricT- 
mg  himself. 

ecu.      THB  AF£. 

I  am  an  ape,  cunning  in  ayoiding  the  darts  hurled  at  me. 
Had  £  a  tail,  I  should  be  a  cercopitheeus,^ 

OCm.   A  FEMALE  DAKCEB  OF  CADIZ. 

Tarn  tremulum  crissat,  tarn  blandum  prurit,  ut  ipsum 
Mastiu'batorem  fecerit  Hippolytum. 

Salteggia  con  li  minute  tremito,  ed  eccita  con  tanta  lusinga,  che 
IppoUto  stosso  si  masturberebbe.  GragUa, 

CCIY.      OTICBALB. 

The  brazen  instruments,  which  lament  the  love  of  the 
Phrygian  mother,^  are  often  sold  bj  her  hungry  priest. 

CCT.      THE   PATOUBITB. 

Mine  be  a  favourite  whose  delicate  skin  is  due  to  tender 
youth,  and  not  to  art ;  for  whose  sake  no  maiden  maj  be 
pleasing  in  my  eyes. 

CCYI.      THE   CSSTrS. 

Bind  upon  thy  neck,  child,  this  cestus,  which  is  love  itaelf, 
wann  from  the  bosom  of  Venus. 

COYII.      THE   SAME* 

Take  this  cestus,  steeped  in  the  nectar  of  Cytherea ;  a 
cincture  which  kindled  love  in  Jupiter. 

CCYIII.      A  SHOBT-HAiri)  WBITSE. 

Though  your  wordp  run  swiftly,  the  hand  is  swifter  still. 
The  hand  has  recorded  before  the  tongue  has  uttered. 

The  swifter  hand  doth  the  swift  words  out-run : 

Before  the  tongue  hath  spoke  the  hand  hath  done.     Wrigia, 

motion,  till  he  is  near  enough  to  his  object  to  seize  it  by  a  sadden  sprinfr. 
The  tumbler  was  generally  nsed  in  hunting  rabbits.  See  Oalus  de  Ouiibiu 
Britannicis  (Ray, on  EngUshe  Dogges,  sm.  4to,  Loud.  1576),  and  Maitial 
lib.  xir.  Epig.  200. 
^  A  tailed  monkey.  *  Qybele. 


BOOK  XIT.]  SPIORAH8.  631 

Swift  though  the  words,  the  pen  still  swifter  sped ; 

The  pen  has  fimsh'd  e'er  the  tongue  has  said.  Melmoth. 

OCIX.      A   SHSLL. 

Let  the  Egyptian  papyras  be  made  Eimooth  hj  the  marine 
shell;  and  the  pen  will  then  speed  along  without  inter- 
ruption. 

OCX.     THE  BxnrooK. 

His  follj  is  not  feigned,  or  assumed  by  cunning  art.  Who- 
ever is  not  more  than  wise  enough,  is  wise. 

A  modest  folly  may  for  wisdome  go ; 

And  he 's  less  wise  that  would  seem  more  than  so.  Wright. 

ccxi.    A  sheep's  head. 

You  have  cut  the  soft  neck  of  the  Plirizean  htisband  of 

the  flock.^     Did  he,  who  gave  you  your  clothing,  cruel  man, 

deserve  this  ? 

You  the  Phryxean  beast  do  kill ;  yet  he 

Diarob*d  himself  to  dress  ungrateful  thee.        Wright, 

CCXH.      A  DWABF. 

If  you  look  only  at  the  head  of  the  man,  you  might  fancy 
him  to  be  Hector ;  if  you  see  him  on  his  legs,  you  would 
think  him  Astyanaz. 

Whom  for  his  head  you  Hector  think,  you  11  call 
Hector*s  young  son,  when  you  perceive  how  tall.      Wright. 

CCXIII.      A   SMALL   SHIELD. 

This,  which  is  wont  of!;en  to  be  beaten,'  but  rarely  to  beat, 
will  be  a  small  shield  to  you,  but  would  be  a  large  one  for  a 
dwarf. 

CCXIT.      TOUNO   OOMBDIAlfS. 

No  one  of  that  troop  will  be  the  MurovfUyoQ  (hated  one)  ; 
but  every  one  is  ready  to  be  ^q  iiawartiy  (the  double  de- 
ceiver).' 

eCXY.      A  OLABP. 

Tell  me,  clasp,  frankly,  of  what  advantage  are  you  to 
actresses  and  lute-players  ?    To  enhance  their  favours. 

^  A  ram  such  as  that  which  carried  Phrizos. 

*  Because  the  gladiators,  called  parmularU,  or  shield-beareis,  were  dis- 
couraged by  Dcmitian.        *  The  names  of  two  of  Menander's  comedies. 


632  KABTDLL*8   XPIGBAM8. 

OCXVi.     ▲  HAWK. 

He  used  to  prej  upon  birds ;  now  he  is  the  semuit  of  the 
bird-catcher,  and  deceives  birds,  repining  that  they  are  not 
caught  for  himself. 

Whilom  his  own,  and  now  the  fowler's  thief: 

To  swoop,  not  for  himself,  is  all  his  grief.     Elphinstan. 

COXni.      A   OATEBEB. 

Tell  me  how  many  there  are  of  jou,  and  at  what  price  yon 
wish  to  dine.    Not  a  word  more ;  dinner  is  ready  for  you. 

Your  ordinary  and  nomber  name ;  what  is 't  ? 

Not  a  word  more ;  your  supper 's  drest  and  disht    Wright, 

COXYIII.      BODS  POB  BIBn-GATGHOrO. 

The  bird  is  deceived,  not  by  the  rods  only,  but  also  by 
the  song,  while  the  reed'  is  stealthily  stretched  out  by  the 
concealed  hand. 

coxix.    A  bullock's  hbabt. 

As  you,  a  poor  lawyer,  write  verses  that  bring  you  no 
profit,  accept  a  heart  similar  to  your  own. 

COXX.      THE   COOK. 

Art  alone  is  not  enough  for  a  cook.  I  do  not  like  mj 
palate  to  be  his  slave ;  the  cook  should  have  the  taste  of  hLs 

master. 

A  cook  should  double  one  sense  have :  for  he 

Should  taster  for  himself  and  master  be.  Wright. 

CCXXI.      A   GBIBIBOK  AlTD   SPIT. 

Let  your  slim  mdiron  be  greased  with  the  crescent-shaped 
■teak.    Let  the  roaming  boar  smoke  upon  the  long  spit. 

OCXXII.      THE   COITFECTIOVSB. 

That  hand  will  construct  for  you  a  thousand  sweet  figures 
of  art ;  for  it  the  frugal  bee  principally  labours. 

CCXXin.      BICH  BBEAKFASTS. 

Bise ;  the  baker  is  already  selling  breakfasts  to  the  chil- 
dren ;  and  the  .crested  birds  of  dawn  are  crowing  on  all  sidea 

^  A  reed  oovered  with  bird-lime. 


SUPPOSITITIOUS  EPIGRAMS. 


I. 


When  asked  what  are  my  employments  while  liTing  in 
the  country,  I  answer  briefly  thus :  At  dawn  I  address  my 
prayer  to  the  gods ;  I  visit  my  slaves  and  my  fields,  and 
allot  to  my  people  each  his  due  portion  of  work.  Then  I 
read,  and  invoke  Phoebus,  and  solicit  the  Muses.  Next  I 
anoint  myself  with  olive  oil,  and  take  gentle  exercise  in  the 
paliBstra ;  at  peace  in  mind,  and  free  from  interest-bearing 
debts.  Then  I  dine,  drink,  sing,  play,  bathe,  sup,  and  go  to 
bed ;  while  my  little  lamp  consumes  its  modicum  of  oil, 
and  furnishes  these  trifles  elaborated  by  the  aid  of  the 
muses  at  night. 

When  to  my  farm  retired,  how  I  do  live 

If  any  ask,  this  short  account  I  give : 

The  gods  at  the  first  light  I  do  fulore ; 

And  place  this  care,  all  other  cares  before. 

My  grounds  I  visit  then,  and  servants  call, 

And  their  just  tasks  I  do  impose  on  all. 

I  study  next,  rouse  my  poetic  vein, 

My  body  then  anoint,  and  gently  strain 

with  some  meet  exercise ;  exult  in  mind 

At  every  turn,  myself  both  free  to  find 

From  crimes  and  debts :  last,  I  bathe,  sup,  laugh,  drink 

Jest,  sinff,  rest,  and  on  all  that  passes,  think. 

A  little  lamp  the  while  sends  forth  a  ray, 

Which  to  my  nightly  studies  makes  a  day.     Anan.  1695. 


634  SUPPOSITITIOUS 


II. 

Varus  happened  late^v  to  ask  me  to  sapper ;  the  appcnnt- 
ments  were  splendid,  the  sapper  itself  was  paltiy.  The  tahle 
was  hiden  with  golden  dishes,  not  with  meats ;  the  serrants 
placed  hefore  us  plenty  to  delight  the  eje,  bat  very  little  to 
satisfy  the  appetite.  I  then  observed :  "  I  came  to  feed,  not 
my  eyes,  but  my  stomach;  either  place  food  before  me, 
Varus,  or  take  away  your  rich  service.** 

Varus  did  lately  me  to  supper  call, 
The  table  sumptuous  was,  the  supper  small ; 
Loaden  it  was  with  weight  of  golo,  not  meat; 
Much  to  be  seen  was  served,  little  to  eat ; 
Varus,  our  mouths,  not  eyes,  to  feast  we're  here ; 
Take  hence  thy  plate,  or  fill  *t  with  better  cheer. 

Anon,  1695. 

With  lace  bedizen'd  comes  her  man. 

And  I  must  dine  with  Lady  Anne ; 

A  silver  service  loads  the  board ; 

Of  eatables  a  slender  hoard. 

**  Your  pride,  and  not  your  victuals,  spare : 

I  came  to  dine,  and  not  to  stare.'*  Dr.  Hoadly, 


III. 

Toa  run  about,  Ponticus,  incessantly,  from  one  great 
man's  house  to  another,  and  leave  no  spot  nntrodden:  the 
objects  at  which  you  aim,  Ponticus,  are  great ;  you  are  a 
great  man.  Whatever  you  do,  Ponticus,  yon  do  without  wit- 
ness, without  noise ;  yon  admit  few  persons,  Ponticus,  into 
your  confidence ;  you  are  a  cautious  man.  Nature  made  you, 
Ponticus,  remarkable  for  good  looks ;  you  would  have  been 
worthy  of  Helen,  Ponticus;  yoa  are  a  handsome  man. 
With  your  voice,  Ponticus,  you  could  have  moved  adamant, 
it  sounds  sweetly,  Ponticus,  yoa  are  a  sweet  man.  Thus 
is  it  you  deceive  others,  Ponticus,  thus  it  is  you  deceive 
even  yourself.  Will  yoa  have  me  say  the  truth,  Ponticus  ? 
You  are  no  man  at  all. 


i 


SPI01UK8.  686 


IT.      ON  ▲  WOKAK  OF  TlfPLEAJBIKO  COUKTBITAKOX. 

You  are  pleasing,  when  felt;  you  are  pleasing,  when 
heard;  if  not  seen,  70a  are  altogether  pleasing;  if  seen, 
you  please  in  no  way  whatever. 

Whilst  in  the  dark  on  thy  soft  hand  I  hung, 
And  heard  the  tempting  siren  in  thy  tongue. 
What  flames,  what  darts,  what  anguish  I  endured! 
But  when  the  candle  enter'd  1  was  cured. 

Spectator,  No.  62. 

T.     OK  MILO. 

Milo  is  not  at  home :  Milo  having  gone  abroad,  his  fields 
lie  fiiUow;  his  wife  however  is  none  the  less  productive. 
The  reason  whv  his  fields  are  sterile,  and  his  wife  fruitful,  I 
will  tell  you :  his  field  receives  no  attention,  his  wife  much. 

Milo  abroad,  one  wonder  all  declare : 

His  lands  lie  fSedlow,  yet  his  wife  can  bear. 

The  contrast  stranee  some  deep  diviners  scan : 

She  has,  tho'  they  have  not,  a  husbandman.    ElplwMUm, 

TI.      THX  PUKISHMBITT  OF  ▲  PLATSB. 

A  well-fed  player  was  guilty  of  an  offence  aeainst  pro- 
priety, before  the  statue  of  Jupiter ;  as  a  punishment,  Ju- 
piter enjoined  that  he  should  live  at  his  own  expense. 

Vn.      OS  AK  IMPUnXVT  ICJlK. 

You  say  that  you  have  the  mouth  of  your  uncle,  the 
nose  and  eyes  of  your  father,  and  the  gait  of  your  mother. 
Since  you  thus  represent  your  family,  and  there  is  no  part 
in  your  body  but  attests  it,  pray  tell  me,  whose  &oe  nave 
you? 

Ton  say,  your  nose  and  eyes  your  father's  are : 
Your  mouth  your  g^randsire's,  with  your  mother's  air. 
Since  every  pieurt  hath  got  some  stamp  upon 't ; 
Fray,  teU  us,  if  you  can,  who  is  your  front        Hay. 


636  BUPPOSiTiTioirs 


Vin.      TO  MATTUB. 

He  who  is  denied,  when  you  knock  sfc  his  door,  know  yon 
not  what  he  says  P    "  I  am  asleep  to  you,  Mattus." 

He  who  denies  himself  at  home,  you  see, 

Mattos,  doth  say,  "  I  am  asleep  to  thee."      Wriffht. 

IX.      TO   KILO. 

Erankinoense,  pepper,  dresses,  silrer,  doaks,  gems,  yon 
are  accustomed,  Milo,  to  sell,  and  the  buyer  carries  them  oS 
with  him.  Traffic  in  your  wife  is  more  profitable ;  for,  though 
often  sold,  she  never  leaves  the  seller,  or  lessens  his  store. 

The  spice,  clothes,  plate,  and  jewels,  which  each  day 
By  you  are  sold,  the  buyer  beiEurB  away. 
But  your  wife's  merchandise  yields  greater  gain. 
Which  you  so  often  sell,  yet  still  retain. 


You  sell  your  wife's  rich  jewels,  lace  and  clothes : 

The  price  once  paid,  away  the  purchase  soes : 

But  she  a  better  bargain  proves,  I'm  tola : 

Still  sold  returns,  and  stiil  is  to  be  sold.         Dr,  Hoadfy, 

X.      TO  THE  TOUNO. 

Learn,  youne;  man,  how  with  eloquence  to  plead  your  cause, 
that  you  may  be  your  own  defender,  guard,  and  support  I 
would  not  that  fortune  should  place  me  in  the  highest  or  in 
the  lowest  rank,  but  that  she  should  assign  to  me  the  middle 
walk  of  life.  Envy  besets  those  in  high  places,  oppression 
those  who  are  needy ;  how  happy  does  he  live,  who  is  free 
from  both.  What  nature  denies,  mdustry  may  accord ;  rarely 
do  the  rich  attain  the  blessings  which  are  allotted  to  the 
poor.  O  ye  young  men,  who  rejoice  in  a  time  of  life  apt  for 
study,  learn ;  years  pass  away  lixe  running  water.  Do  not, 
while  you  have  the  opportunity  of  learning,  waste  your  days, 
ye  docile  youths,  in  idle  pursuits ;  neither  the  running  water 
nor  the  fleeting  hour  ever  returns.  Let  youth  ripen  in  the 
study  of  Virtue,  that  life  may  pass  with  well-merited  esteem 
and  honomr. 


SPIOBAM8.  637 


XI.  TO   BC^YOLA. 

ScsTola,  jou  dine  with  eveiy  one,  but  no  one  with  jou ; 
you  drain  the  wine  cups  of  others ;  but  no  one  drains  yours, 
^ther  make  a  return,  or  cease  to  court  invitations ;  it  is  dis- 
graceful always  to  receive  and  never  to  give. 

XII.  TO   A.UCTTJ8. 

You  expect  from  us  Auctus,  that  love  which  you  accord 
to  no  one ;  you  expect  from  us  that  confidence  which  you 
repose  in  no  one.  You  expect  from  us  honour  which  you 
have  not  earned.  It  is  remarkable  that  one  who  grants  no- 
thing himself  should  ask  so  much  from  others. 

Xni.      OK  PHILUB. 

Philus  has  fine  mantles,  and  encircles  his  fingers  with 

fold  rings;  and  yet  Philus  is  poorer  than  a  pauper.  He 
as  Tyrian  cloaks,  mules,  beasts  of  burden,  clients;  and 
yet  Philus  is  poorer  than  a  pauper.  Philus  has  halls 
furnished  with  royal  magnificence ;  and  yet  Philus  is 
poorer  than  a  pauper.  He  is  hungry  and  thirsty,  though 
surrounded  with  gold  and  clad  in  stately  robes  of  purple, 
he  is  nevertheless  himgry  and  thirsty.  That  the  pangs  of 
hunger  visit  him,  is  told  by  his  paleness  and  thinness ;  yet 
his  golden  bulla  would  indicate  that  the  pangs  of  hunger 
are  unknown  to  him.  Shall  the  unhappy  man,  then,  be- 
come a  slave  for  bread  P  His  golden  oulla  prevents  him 
from  being  a  slave.  Or  if,  with  suppliant  prayer,  he  asks  any 
favour,  his  silken  robe  is  an  obstacle  to  success.  That  he 
may  not  perish,  then,  let  him  become  poor  instead  of  rich ; 
for,  if  he  became  poor,  he  might  become  richer. 

irv.      TO  AVLUS. 

Neither  your  birth,  nor  your  good  looks,  nor  the  dignity 
of  your  rank,  nor  the  respectability  of  your  character,  Aulus, 
will  profit  you  in  the  least ;  for  being  poor,  you  will  always 
be  poor ;  and  you  will  be  enrolled  in  the  lowest  of  the  low- 
est class. 


638  SUPPOSITIOUS. 

XT.      TO  BEOULUS, 

Begulus,  Hermagoras  says  that  we  must  not  please  eveij* 
body.    Choose  out  of  the  many  whom  you  would  please. 

XTI.      TO  AULICVS. 

You  give  me  much,  Aulicus ;  I  fear  that  you  will  expect 
much  in  return.  I  had  rather  that  you  would  not  give,  if 
you  look  for  a  return. 

XTII.      TO   OEEKAiaCUS. 

You  raise  your  voice,  Germanicus,  in  the  strife,  that  your 
furious  tones  may  give  utterance  to  the  fury  of  your  mind. 

XTIII.      TO  BASSUS. 

Eveiy  friend  loves,  but  not  eveiy  oue  that  loves  is  a  friend. 
But  whomsoever  you  love,  Bassus,  be  also  a  friend  to  him. 

XIX.     TO  TUBOinus. 

You  prolong  your  dinner,  Turgidus,  till  nightfall ;  your  sup- 
per till  day-break ;  and  you  d^nch  yourself  day  and  night 
with  all  kmds  of  wine.  And  although  you  study  appear- 
ances, you  decline  to  marry ;  and  you  give  as  your  reason  for 
declining,  "  A  chaste  life  pleases  me.'*  You  lie,  Turgidus ; 
yours  is  not  chaste  life.  Would  you  have  me  tell  you  what 
a  chaste  life  is  P    Moderation. 

XX.      OK   CHLOX. 

You  long  for  a  wanton  Gimymede ;  you  are  the  toy  of 
any  one ;  you  overcome  even  the  chastest  with  desire.  Many 
an  adulterer  meanwhile  haunts  your  threshold ;  vou  listea 
to  any  offer ;  how  general  is  your  taste !  I  should  willingly 
have  called  you  Demophile,  had  not  your  mother  chosen  to 
call  you  Chloe.    She  is  wrong  and  she  is  right. 

XXI.      TO   LAIS. 

Lais,  most  beauteous  of  women,  whenever  I  ask  you  the 
price  of  your  charms,  you  forthwith  demand  a  great  talent.  I 
do  not  buy  repentance,  Lais,  at  so  high  a  price. 


iPiesAHfl.  639 


XXII.      TO   ICAGSIKUS. 

You  used  to  say,  MacrinuB,  that  men  never  died  of  mush'* 
rooms.  But  musorooms  have  at  last  been  the  cause  of  your 
death. 

XXIII.     TO  TBBBOircrs. 

Tou  will  be  steward,  Trebonus,  for  a  long  time,  since  you 
are  so  skiUed  in  multiplying  a  single  hare.  A  hare  is 
scarcely  sufficient  for  one  person ;  but  you,  by  your  skill  in 
preserving  an  old  hare,  make  it  do  duty  for  a  thousand. 

IXIV.      ON   SATIBE. 

The  Poet,  who  has  everywhere  seized  the  useful  and  pre- 
sented it  with  the  agreeable,  is  eveiywhere  mentioned  with 
praise  in  the  well-known  page.  Him,  I  would  follow  at  a 
distance,  lightly  touching  on  matters  both  serious  and  sport- 
ive, nay,  I  would  even  furnish  sport,  while  treating  on  seri- 
ous matters.'  I  proposed  to  sketch,  with  a  dash  of  colour^ 
certain  traits  of  character;  if  I  carp  at  others,  I  also 
carp  at  myself.  There  is  no  malice  or  ill-nature,  no  spiteful 
attempts  at  a  grin  ;  I  laugh  at  myself,  and  I  laugh  at  others. 
I  laugh  at  myself  as  well  as  others,  that  no  one  may  laugh 
at  me.  The  ^-natured  carper  delights  in  repeated  attacks ; 
and  contrives  that  he  who  has  been  satirized  once  should 
be  satirized  three  or  four  times.  But  I  am  unwilling  that 
anv  serious  consequence  should  attach  itself  to  those  whom 
I  hav6  satirized;  let  the  cause  and  its  effect  be  forgotten 
together. 

XXY.      TO    OALLUB. 

I  now  know,  Gkdlus,  why  you  avoid  the  society  of  ladies , 
your  purse  is  full  of  wind,  not  of  coin.     But  if  your  flesh 

i  Schneidwin  has, 

Qnod  sequor  k  longd  cum  Indis  seria  libans, 
Imd  parem  ludos  seria  notificans. 
Of  which  no  aense  can  be  made.    Possibly  the  lines  should  be, 

Hunc  [nempe  Horatium]  sequor  et  long^,  cum  ludis  seria  libans, 
Imd  parem  ludos  seria  notificans. 
But  the  text  of  the  whole  Epigram  is  so  corrupt,  that  it  is  useless  to 
think  of  amending  it.    It  should  neror  have  been  attached  to  the  works  of 
Martial ;  and  the  same  may  be  said  of  those  that  follow. 


640  tCTPPOSITIOUS  EPiaBAMS. 

does  not  sin,  jour  mind,  mj  friend,  defiles  itself;  your  de> 
votion  to  the  pleasures  of  the  table  is  sufficient  to  con- 
yiet  you  of  want  of  self-control.  Your  stomach,  I  sup- 
pose, has  resolved  to  empty  your  purse ;  under  its  influence 
you  will  always  be  a  poor  man.  Yet  in  this  way,  GhJlus, 
you  may  certainly  secure  peaceful  slumbers,  and  set  thieves 
at  defiance.     Your  stomaca  takes  care  of  all  your  money. 

IXVI.   TO  OLAUOUS. 

You  have  a  horse  that  wants  barley,  Glaucus,  a  slave  ihai 
wants  clothes,  and  a  house  that  wants  a  broom.  Your  back 
is  dirty  and  thin,  and  your  servants'  bones  are  stiff;  disgust- 
.ng  dirt  defiles  your  dwelling.  Your  horse  no  longer  obeys 
the  spur,  *  fL.*  *  your  house  is  entered  only  on  rare  oc- 
casions. •  •  •  •  ifo  poverty  or  needy  toil  compels  you  to 
live  thus.  The  sheep  gives  you  a  fleece,  clothe  your  slave 
with  it ;  the  field  gives  you  oats,  let  your  horse  taste  them ; 
bid  farewell  to  dirt,  and  sweep  your  house. 

XXVII. 

That  the  cock  might  not  sufler  in  plumpness  from  amor- 
ous excesses,  he  is  converted  into  a  capon.  After  this,  he  it 
brought  up  in  darkness,  while  a  kind  hand  provides  him  with 
com,  and  his  crop,  purged  with  myrtle,  is  crammed  to  fatten 
him.     How  ingenious  is  luxury ! 


THK  BKD. 


INDEX. 


Abolla,  the,  372. 

ACCITA,  OD,  38* 

iEfulanuB,  to,  295. 
JSgle,  on,  62,  72. 
JSlia,  to,  34. 
^Iiu8,  to,  72. 
iEixiilian  way,  132. 
^mllianus,  to,  50,  262. 
^miliuB,  on,  554. 
^schylns,  to,  395,429. 
^scuiapins,  to,  on   the   hair   of 

Earinus,  400. 
JEthiopians  at  Rome,  4 
Aethon,  on,  579.  . 
Afer,  to,  193,  214,  296,  404 ;  the 
husband  of  an  ngly  will,  490; 
on,  563. 

Afra,  on,  75. 

Africanus,  on,  549. 

Agathinus,  a  juggler,  to,  412. 

Agrippa,  area  and  portico  of,  139 
note. 

Alanda,  to,  67] . 

Alban  wine,  602. 

Albula,  notice  of,  29  ei  noU. 

Alcimua,  on,  68. 

Alis,  modesty  of,  40. 

Almo,  on,  493. 

Alpha  of  cloaks,  235. 

Altiuum  and  Aquileia,  to  the  banks 
of  the,  188. 

Amazonicus,  on,  196. 

Amillus,  on,  333. 

Ammianus,  on,  87 ;  to,  96 ;  on  his 
drinking  bad  wine,  302. 

AmGenus,  to,  576. 

Amphitheatre,  on  the,  1,  3;  seats 
atthe,  224,  514. 

Ampulla,  an,  618. 

Amyclean  dye,  361. 

Amyntas,  a  swineherd,  518. 

Andragoraa^  on,  285. 

a  T 


Andromeda,  18. 

Annius,  on,  327. 

Ant,  on  an,  enclosed  in  amber,  268. 

Antenor,  city  of,  63. 

Antiochus,   the   unskilful   barber, 

535. 
Antiope,  the  courtesan,  71. 
Antipathy,  expression  of,  39. 
Antipolitan  tunny,  218. 
Antique  vases,  foolish  admiration 

of,  352. 
Antiques  of  Rome,  352. 
Antistius  Rusticus,  death  of,  408. 
Antonius  Primus,  on,  457. 
Antulla,  on  the  tomb  of,  82,  83. 
Anxur  (Terradna),  473^  476. 
Ape,  the,  630. 
Aper,  to,  454 ;  on,  515,  558 ;  sober 

when  poor,  inebriated  when  rich, 

577. 
Aphronitrnm,  612. 
Apollinaris,  on  his  book  being  sent 

to,  217;  to,  on  the  charms  of 

Formiie,  460. 
Apollo,  to,  39,  198;   on  the  anni- 
versary  of   Lucan's   birth-day, 

314;  to,  that  Stella  may  have 

the  consulship,  414. 
Apollo  and  the  Muses,  97. 
ApoUodorus,  birth-place  of,  57;  a 

person  of  weak  memory,  on,  232. 
Apona,  the  birth-place  of   Livy, 

Flaccus,  &c.,  57. 
Aponus,  spring  of^  280. 
Apricius,  on,  120,  140;  to,  168. 
Apricots,  Persian,  593. 
Apron,  an,  623. 
Apulia,  land  of,  109. 
Aquinus  and  Fabricins,  on,  71. 
Arabirus  at  Rome,  4. 
Arcadia,  18. 
Arena,  on  a  spectacle  in  the,  76 


6^ 


nTDSX. 


Aretulla,  on  the  dove  of,  363. 

Aixiletum,  a  place  of  business  in 
Rome,  25,  8a 

Argive  colonists,  domains  of  the, 
205. 

Argo,  on  a  fragment  of  the  ship,  312. 

Argynnus,  to,  310. 

Aricia,  town  of,  97  note, 

Arretine  pots,  52. 

Arria  and  Pietus,  on,  30. 

Artemidorus,  the  pancratiast,  296 ; 
to,  378;  on  his  unsuccessfully 
sacrificing  to  the  Graces,  242; 
on,  402. 

Asparag^,  590. 

Asper,  on,  373. 

Ateslinus,  the  lawyer,  146. 

Athenagoras,  on,  440. 

Atilius,  to,  on  Paulus  feigning  sick- 
ness, 436. 

Atrectus,  the  bookseller,  83. 

Attalus,  a  busy-body,  65;  to,  89, 193. 

Attic  honey,  601. 

Alticilla,  to,»580. 

Atticus,  to,  commending  his  exer- 
cise in  the  race,  319 ;  on  Marcus 
Antonius,  442. 

Attis,  the  beloved  of  Cybele,  127 
note. 

Auctioneer,  on  an,  66;  a  success- 
ful lover,  26Q. 

Auctus,  to  402,  550,  637. 

Aufldia,  the  mistress  of  Scerinus, 
165. 

Augustus,  task  of,  19. 

Aulices,  to,  63. 

Aulus,  to,  236,  297,  310,  380,  434, 
516,  567,  637;  on  Seztilianus, 
285. 

Aulus  Pudens,  39;  to,  286^  309. 

Author,  his  address  to  the  reader, 
showing  where  his  books  may  be 
purchased,  24 ;  to  his  book,  24 ; 
m  want  of  a  cloak,  298. 

Authors,  celebrated,  on  the  coun- 
tries of,  57;  poor  remuneraiion 
of»  431 . 

Avarice,  folly  of,  370. 

Avaricious  friend,  to  an,  214 

AvemuB,  waters  of,  57. 

Avitu%  to,  32,  299»  392,  495, 498. 


Babylon,  1. 

Baccara,  on,  287,  522;  to,  345. 

Bacchus,  triumphs  of,  360. 

Back-scratcher,  a,  615. 

Bad  couple,  to  a,  365. 

BsBtic  cloaks,  621. 

Beticus,  to,  167, 168. 

Bstis,  to  the  river,  586. 

Bale,  57,  281,  205,  538;  baths  o^ 
280,  281. 

Baian  farm  of  Faustintui,  156. 

Balbus,  101. 

Baldness,  246. 

Balm,  612. 

Banquet,  the  poet's  preparation  for 
a,  471. 

Barbara,  explanation  of,  1  note. 

Barber's  instruments,  609. 

Barbers,  Roman,  285,  341. 

Barley,  589. 

Basket,  a,  617. 

Bassa,  to,  45,  178 ;  on,  70. 

Bassus,  to,  42,  167,  586,  638;  on 
the  country-house  of  Faustinus, 
156 ;  on  his  pretending  to  be  a 
knight,  233  ;  a  writer  of  trage- 
dies, 249;  on,  153,442. 

Bath  bell,  a,  625. 

Baths  of  various  individuals,  94; 
of  Agrippa  and  of  Titus,  145; 
of  Etruscus,  280  ;  at  Cuma  and 
Baiae,  280. 

Bazaars  of  Rome,  423,  424,  488. 

Bean-flour,  612. 

Beans,  588 ;  Egyptian,  595. 

Bear,  entangled  in  bird-lime,  9; 
tossed  by  a  rhinoceros,  15. 

Beard,  ceremony  on  first  cutting 
the,  134  note ;  to  one  who  amng^ 
ed  it  in  three  different  ways,  372. 

Beau,  epigram  on  a,  160. 

Beautiful  domain,  to  Uie  possessor 
of  a,  566. 

Beauty,  without  chastity,  375. 

Bee,  on  a,  enclosed  in  amber,  192. 

Beestings,  592. 

Beet,  589. 

Begging  incendiary,  154. 

Beit,  use  of  the,  609. 

Beta  of  togas,  235. 

Bilbilis,  notices  of;  49,  203 ;  town^ 


INDIXi 


648 


mountains,  and  riyen  near,  49 ; 
proud  of  Licinianus,  57;  the 
poet's  address  to  his  fellow-towns- 
men of,  498. 

Bird-catching,  rods  for,  632. 

Bird-lime,  bear  entangled  in  the,  9. 

Birth-day  of  Cesar,  177. 

Birth-day  of  Domitian,  177;  to  his, 
572  bis. 

Biscuit,  Rhodian,  613. 

Bithynicus,  to,  99,  397,  580 ;  on 
Telesinus,  284. 

Bladder  foot-ball,  610. 

Blfesus,  the  notaiy,  367. 

Blankets,  a  pair  of,  623. 

Boar,  female,  that  brought  forth 
young  in  consequence  of  a  wound, 
10  6m,  11. 

Boaster,  to  a,  365. 

Boletaria,  617. 

Bononia,  159. 

Book,  Martial's  addresses  to  his,  24, 
131,  132, 133, 217,  219, 342, 347, 
349,  499, 500,  545, 546 ;  Ceesar's 
favourable  opinion  on,  sought  for, 
26 ;  the  emperor's  reply,  26 ; 
epigram  on  his,  47, 506 ;  instruc- 
tions to  his^  on  sending  it  to  Pro- 
culus,  60 ;  on  sending  one  to  Re- 
gulus,  81 ;  recommends  Luper- 
cus  to  purchase  it,  83 ;  address 
to  his,  85 ;  to  Severus  on  his 
sending  one  which  was  unac- 
knowledged, 218 ;  on  presenting 
it  to  Domitian,  220,  228;  on 
presenting  it  to  Arcanus,  386 ; 
address  of  the,  to  the  reader,  445; 
on  publishing  a  second  edition  of 
the,  445;  sent  to  Pliny  the 
younger,  455. 

Book-case,  609. 

Book -covering,  a  wooden  one,  615. 

Books,  good,  bad,  and  indifferent, 
32, 33 ;  on  Domitian's  admiration 
of  his,  189 ;  on  a  present  of,  to 
Varro,  237 ;  aU  dedicated  to  Do- 
mitian, 349;  to  Nerra,  on  the 
abbreviation  of  his,  547. 

Booksellers  of  Rome,  83. 

Botrodus,  a  small  town  near  Bfl* 
biiis,  40  ei  note. 

2  T  2 


Bovillae,  89. 

Boy,  price  of  a,  55. 

Boys,  on  a  show  of,  sporting  with 

bulls,  238. 
Breakfasts,  rich  ones,  632. 
Breast-band,  a,  621. 
Breastplate  of  Domitian,  303,  304. 
Brooms,  615. 
Brothers,  two,  171. 
Brutus,  the  consort  of  Porcia,  45. 
Brutus's  boy,  statue  of,  124. 
Brutus's  favourite,  a  small  statue  of, 

626. 
Bubalus,  notice  of  the,  16  naU, 
Buffoon,  the,  631. 
Bulbs,  592. 
Bull,  means  of  irritating  him,  8 

note;  bearing  Hercules  to  the 

skies,  12  6m. 
Bull  and  the  elephant,  on  the,  13. 
Bullock's  heart,  632. 
Butunti,  a  town  of  Apulia,  203. 

Caballus,  poem  on,  44  noU, 

Cabbage  sprouts,  590. 

Cecilianus,  to,  34,  59,  62,  121, 126, 
184,  201,  265,  301,  383, 430, 518 ; 
on  his  prandial  greediness,  103 ; 
a  troublesome  pleader,  276 ;  on, 
332. 

Cecilius,  a  low  buffoon,  to,  44 ;  on, 
513. 

Cscuban  wine,  603. 

Cedicianus,  to,  84,  375 ;  on  a  like- 
ness of  Marcus  Antonius,  462; 
on  Afer,  490. 

Celia,  to,  318,  532 ;  wife  of  Pan- 
nicus,  292. 

CflBlins,  to,  323. 

Ceerellia,  on,  207. 

Caerellia  and  Gellia,  on,  186. 

Ceretan  wine,  604. 

Ceesar,  to,  on  the  concourse  of 
strangers  to  Rome,  4;  on  his 
banishing  informers,  5,  6;  on  a 
woman's  fighting  with  a  lion,  6 
6m;  on  an  elephant's  kneeling 
to,  12 ;  craving  his  indulgence, 
21 ;  requesting  him  to  look  fa- 
vourably on  his  books,  26;  hie 
reply>  26;  on  some  does  flghi 


644 


ing,  213;  the  poet's  praifet  and 

flattering  ot,  230,  255,  306,  373 ; 

addieia  to,  on  the  temple  of  the 

FlaTian  famUy,  409.    (S§e  Titna 

and  Domitian.) 
CtBsius  Sabinus,  on  a  cromn  of  roeet 

fentto,425. 
Caeeonia,  on  the  birth-day  of,  413. 
Caietnnus,  bond  of,  366. 
Gaius»  on,  100 ;  to,  454. 
Caioa  Julias  Proculus,  on,  516. 
Galenus,  to,  73,  465. 
Calices  AudacM,  578. 
Callaic  gold,  195. 
Calliodoras,  on,  241,  402;  to,  282, 

451,  461. 
Callistiatus,  to,  226,  561 ;  on,  563, 

580. 
Calocissns,  the   poet's   slare,  to, 

439. 
Galpetianus,  on,  303. 
CalTus'  poem  on  wann  and  cold 

springs,  629. 
Camonus,  on  the  portrait  of,  432, 

433. 
Campanian  casks,  33. 
Canace,  epitaph  of,  537. 
Candelabrum,  Corinthian,  610. 
Candidas,  to,  98,   107,  142,  152, 

562. 
Candie,  a,  609. 

Candlestick,  a  wooden  one,  610. 
Canius,  a  humorous  poet  of  Oades, 

60  et  note;  on,  139 ;  to,  336. 
Canthams,  to,  397, 520. 
Canos,  to,  65 ;  a  musician,  179. 
Cap,  a,  621. 
Capene  gate,  152. 
Capitoline  war,  222. 
Capitolinos,  on,  497. 
Cappadocian  lettuces,  259. 
Capsus,  596  big, 
Captare,  explained,  9  note. 
Cardua,  festivities  of,  203. 
Carmeuion,  an  effeminate  person. 

to,  479. 
Carpophorus,  on  his  bravery  and 

success   in  the  amphitheatrical 

arena,  11,  16,  18. 
Carpus  and  Norbana,  a  prayer  foi^ 


on  file 


Carpus  the  bailiff,  279. 
Cams,  to,  404  bu,  420; 

death  of,  486. 
Cascellus,  tbe  lawyer,  on,  907. 
Cassianus,  to,  162. 
Castor,  to,  348. 
Castricus,  to,  281, 322, 324 ,  on  fl» 

death  of  the  young  Eutychos, 

292;  on  Oppianus,  305. 
Caterer,  a,  632. 
Gatianus,  to,  283. 

Cato,  27 ;  on  his  leaving  the  tem- 
ple of  Flora,  23. 
Catti«  the,  86. 
CatuUa,  to,  375. 
Catullus,  writing  of,  22;   to,  292, 

578,  629. 
Catus,  a  mountain  near  Bilbilis,  49 

etnote, 
Cayster,  banks  of  the,  52. 
Cecropian  city  of  Pandion,  36 
Celer,  to,  58,  329. 
Censorship  of  Rome,  26. 
Centumviri,  court  of  the,  278. 
Cercopithecus,  630. 
Cestus,  71 ;  to,  371 ;  the,  630 
Chfleremon,  to,  525. 
Chffirestratus,  to,  a  knight  ia 

duced  circumstances,  234. 
Chaplain,  advice  to  a,  112. 
Char,  the,  599. 
Charidemus,  46 ;  to,  274, 286.  296, 

536 ;  his  freedman,  517 
Charinum,  on,  277. 
Charinus,  on,  64,  379 ;  to,  194, 242, 

583;  his  baths,  321. 
Charioteer  of  the  "  Oreen"  iaction, 

on  a,  515. 
Chariaianus,  on,  271,  536. 
Charopinus,  to,  247. 
Chasing^  of  metals,  145,  148,  373. 
Chaste  matron,  to  the,  171. 
Cheese,  from  Luna,  591 ;   various 

kinds  of,   592;   from   Trebula, 

592. 
Ghian  figs,  591. 
Childless  old  man,  to  a,  519. 
Child's  ratUe,  611. 
Chimeera,  the,  18, 
Chion,  son  of  the  nymph  Phillyi^ 

94  note. 


Dn>ix« 


645 


Chione,  the  courtesan,    71,   143; 

modesty  of,  40;  to,  145,  171. 
Chione  and  Phlogis,  on,  527. 
Chloe,  to,  155 ;   on,  400,  638 ;  to, 

on  squandering  her  property  on 

Lupercus,  189. 
Chcsrilus,  to,  59. 
Chrestilla,    buries   her    husbands, 

369. 
Chrestus,  to,  330,  406. 
Cicero  on  parchment,  628. 
Cilician  fniit-trees,  presenratiou  of, 

355. 
Cilician  thief,  294. 
Cilicians  at  Rome,  4. 
Cinna,  to,  69,  159,  250,  259,  278, 

320, 324, 353,  557 ;  on,  135, 358, 

575. 
Cinnamus,  to,  269,  334* 
Ciperus,  to,  356. 
Circus  stuffing,  624. 
Cirinius,  to,  &7. 
Cirrha,  63. 
Citron  wood,  tablets  of,  605 ;  table 

of,  616. 
Citrons,  592. 
Civis,  Uie  lawyer,  146* 
Classicus,  to,  120,  564;  to,  in  dis- 
paragement   of  difficult  poetic 

trifles,  126. 
Clasp,  a,  631. 
Claudia,  to,  379. 
Claudia  Rufina,  on,  523. 
Clearinus,  on,  526. 
Clemency  of  Domitian,  299. 
Clemens,  to,  494 ;  with  a  present  of 

fruit,  494. 
Cleonsan  lion,  258. 
Cleopatra,  His  wife,  on,  187. 
Clients,  to  his,  576. 
Cloak,  on  a,  186;  the  poet's,  a  shab- 
by one,  298 ;  a  warm  one,  620. 
Cloaks  of  Ganuaian  wool,  620, 621 ; 

different  kinds  of,  621,  622. 
Clothes  brush  of  ox-taO,  613. 
ciytus,  on,  380. 
Coat,  a  scarlet  one.  621. 
Cobbler,  to  a,  137, 176 ;  to  one  who 

had  obtained  a  legacy  by  fraud, 

431. 
Cobbler  and  a  Dyer,  on  a,  159. 


Cochleare,  a,  620. 

Cock,  on  the  fattening  of  a,  640. 

Codrus,  to,  137. 

Coffers,  ivory  and  wooden,  606. 

Colchian  princess,  18. 

CoUinus,  to,  202;  to^  on  Cerellia 
and  Gellia,  186. 

Colossus  of  Rhodes,  1  note. 

Colossus,  the  starry,  2. 

Combat,  unequal,  21. 

Combs,  608. 

Comedians,  young,  631. 

Condylus,  to,  439. 

Confectioner,  the,  632. 

Conflux  of  nations,  4. 

Congedus,  a  river  near  Bilbilis,  49. 

Connubial  felicity,  183. 

Constellation  of  Laconian  twins, 
17. 

Cook,  the,  632. 

Coracinus,  to,  197,  285. 

Cordova,  the  birth-place  of  Seneca 
and  Lucan,  57  ;  to,  574. 

Cordus,  to,  170,  235. 

Com,  589. 

Comelii  forum,  132. 

Cornelius,*  to,  41. 

Corset,  a,  613. 

Corybantes,  pictures  of  the,  61. 

Cosconius,  to,  124,  164. 

Cosmus,  the  celebrated  perfumer, 
68,  155 ;  to,  on  an  illiterate  fel- 
low pretending  to  be  a  cynic, 
201. 

Cotilus,  to,  121,  160. 

Cotta,  to,  28,  35,  472,  582 ;  a  dis- 
honest person,  492. 

Couch  made  of  citron  wood,  615. 

Country  gentleman,  210. 

Country-seat  of  Faustinus,  156. 

Coverlids,  long-haired  ones,  623; 
ornamented,  623. 

Cranes,  598. 

Cretan  bull,  6. 

Creticus,  to,  344. 

Criminals,  personal  appearance  of, 
when  imder  accusation,  102  note, 

Crispinus,  to,  348 ;  on  the  stolen 
cloak  of,  372. 

Crispus,  to,  453. 

Criticism  misspent,  587. 


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htdxx. 


Critics  compared  to  books,  434; 

Vatican  wine  for,  468. 
Crotus,  the  piper,  279. 
Crow,  a,  614. 
Crystal  cups,  618. 
Cuma,  baths  of,  280. 
CuRiaBan  plate,  619. 
Cups,    common,    616;    of    gold, 

616;  various  kinds  of;  617,  618, 

619. 
Curiatius,  on,  206. 
Curii,  defenders  of  their  country's 

liberties,  36. 
Curtii,  piety  of  the,  236. 
Cymbals,  630. 

Cynic,  derivation  of^  201  note. 
Cyrrha,  279. 

Dacian  boy,  35. 

Dedalus,  on,  8. 

Dagger,  609. 

Dama,  the  baker,  278. 

Danae,  picture  of,  626. 

Dandies,  115,  160. 

Dasius,  on,  112. 

Dates,  a  bunch  of,  591. 

Debauchee,  on  an  abandoned  one, 

59. 
Decanter  for  snow-water,  619. 
December,  the  month   when  the 

gifts  are  presented,  229. 
Decianus,  to,  27,  36, 43 ;  the  poet's 

friend,  85,  87. 
Degis,  221. 
Delos,  temple  of,  1. 
Demetrius,  Martial's  amanuensis, 

on  the  death  of,  75. 
Dento,  to,  244,  363. 
Deprendere,  explained,  9  note. 
Detractor,  to  a,  252,  289,  587. 
Diadumenus,  to,  162,  245,  275. 
Diana,  the  two  characters  of,  10  et 

note, 
Diaulus,  on,  38,  48. 
Dice-box,  607. 

Didymus,  144 ;   to,  243,  262, 467. 
Difficult  trifles,  126, 127. 
Digitum  concurrere,  explained,  20 

note. 
Dining-hall,  on  a  small  one,  116. 
Dinner  charts,  471,  522,  523. 


Dtnner-coucb,  a,  615. 

Dinner-dress,  621. 

Dinner-hunter,  the,  93,  99. 

Dinner-hunters,  247. 

Dinner-table,  616. 

Diodorus,  on,  73 ;  to,  459 ;  and 
wife  Philsenis,  413. 

Dishes  inlaid  with  gold,  617. 

Distichs,  on  the  writing  of,  362. 

Doctor,  to  a  bad  one,  48,  387. 

Does,  600 ;  on  a  combat  of,  in  the 
theatre,  193;  on  their  fighting, 
213. 

Domitia,  wife  of  Domitian,  264  et 
note. 

DoMiTiAM,  public  shows  of,  I  ei 
teq, ;  public  works  of,  2 ;  on  his 
two  names,  21 ;  on  his  lion  sparing 
the  hare,  26, 31, 35, 48 ;  his  illus- 
trious titles  and  conquest  of  the 
Catti,  86 ;  the  poet's  petition  to, 
asking  the  rights  of  a  father  of 
three  children,  130 ;  his  aboUtioo 
of  the  sportula,  134 ;  on  his  birth- 
day, 1 77 ;  on  the  snow  which  fell 
OR  him  at  the  games,  178 ;  on  ha 
admiration  of  the  poet's  woricst 
189 ;  to  a  fisherman,  that  ha  may 
spare  his  fish,  190;  on  the  au- 
thor presenting  his  book  to,  220, 
228,  349 ;  the  poet's  deification 
of,  221,  255;  the  poet's  flattery 
and  praises  of,  230, 351, 353, 354, 
356, 359,  360,  373,  376, 391, 395, 
396,  434.  438,  442 ;  to,  on  his 
improvement  of  public  morals, 
264,  265 ;  on  the  expected  birth 
of  a  son,  265 ;  the  poet  covertly 
asks  him  for  money,  266;  ad- 
dress to,  on  his  winter  roses,  297 ; 
praises  of  his  clemency,  299; 
the  poet  solicits  his  indulgence, 
301 ;  on  his  assumption  of  a 
breastplate,  303;  the  poet  soli* 
cits  his  return  to  Rome,  305, 306; 
the  Muses  invoked  on  his  return 
fit>m  Thrace,  307;  on  his  irn* 
provements  of  the  city,  332, 394 ; 
on  the  author  dedicating  his  books 
to,  349 ;  on  his  palace,  366, 368; 
on  his  noble  lion,  376;  on  his 


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647 


temple  of  Fortune,  and  triumphal 
wch,  381 ;  on  the  games  of  Stella, 
in  honour  of  his  triumphs,  389 ; 
on  his  revival  of  pugilistic  con- 
tests, 390;  to,  petitioning  for  a 
supply  of  water,  401 ;  on  his 
erection  of  a  temple  on  the  spot 
where  he  was  bom,  402 ;  address 
to,  on  the  Flavian  family,  409 ; 
on  a  statue  of,  in  the  character 
of  Hercules,  427 ;  on  his  exclu- 
sion of  the  knights  from  the 
stage,  435;  the  poet  celebrates 
his  immortal  deeds,  442,  443. 

Domitius,  to,  452. 

Dormouse,  595. 

Doves,  596. 

Drinking  of  names,  61. 

Drunkenness,  excess  of,  301. 

Dry  wood,  589. 

Ducks,  594. 

Dumb-bells,  610. 

Dwarf,  a,  631. 

Dwarf  mules,  629. 

Eagle,  on  the  image  of  one,  carrying 
Jupiter,  249. 

Earinus,  the  favourite  of  Domitian, 
on,  397,  398, 399 ;  on  the  hair  of, 
400  bit;  conversation  of  Gany- 
mede and  Jupiter  on,  410 

Ear-pick,  608. 

Earthen  pitcher,  618. 

Earthen  utensil,  619. 

Eggs,  593. 

Eiarinos,  poetic  use  of  the  word, 
398. 

Elephant,  kneeling  to  Caesar,  12 ; 
combat  with  a  bull,  1 3. 

Emerita,  the  birth-place  of  Decia- 
nus,  57. 

Enoolpus,  on,  39,  245 ;  a  favourite 
of  Aulus  Prudens,  245  note. 

Entellus,  to,  on  his  beautiful  gar- 
dens, 383. 

Envious  man,  to  an,  44 ;  on  an,  288. 

Ephesus,  temple  of  Diana  ut,  1 
note. 

Epigrammatist,  to  a  bad  one,  315. 

Epigrams,  22  et  ieq,;  Martial's 
addresses  to  the  reader*  22,  23, 


24;  good,  bad,  and  indifferent, 

33,  341 ;  fuppontitious  ones,  633 

et  ieq, 
firotiou,    epitaph    on,   238,    477 ; 

praises  of,  240. 
Etrusci,  the  two,  299  note. 
Etruscus,  baths  of;  280. 
Etruscus,  epitaph  on  the  father  of, 

323. 
Euclides,  a  pretending  knight,  239. 
Euctus,  on,  352. 
Eulognis,  the  auctioneer,  266. 
Eunuch,  on  a,  474. 
Euphemus,  to,  181. 
Europa,  627. 
Buiopa  and  the  bull,  12. 
Eurydice,  fate  of,  15. 
Rntrepalus  the  barber,  341. 
Eutychus,  on  the  death  of,  292. 
Extravagance,  evils  of,  238. 

Fabianus,  to,  145,  179,  188,  582. 

Fabius  and  Chrestiila,  on,  369. 

Fabius  leaves  Sabienus  all  his  pro- 
perty, 335. 

Fabulla,  105 ;  to,  58, 181, 267,  390, 
584 ;  on,  216. 

FabuUus,  on,  136;  to,  218,  428, 
515,  554;  on  a  thievish  Cilician, 
294. 

Faenius,  Telesphorus,  tomb  of  las 
daughter  Antulla,  82,  83. 

Fair  sex,  to  the,  569. 

Falemian  wine,  602 ;  mixing  of,  33. 

Fame,  to,  305. 

Fannius,  on,  125. 

Farmers,  on  the,  579. 

Father,  with  three  children,  his 
public  privileges,  130. 

Faustinus,  to,  36,  82, 147, 152,  181, 
205, 238,  240, 265,  287,  309, 340, 
369,  473 ;  to»  on  a  frigid  rhetori- 
cian, 142 ;  on  the  country-house 
of,  156  ;  on  inviting  nim  to 
Trebula,  257;  on  Ajadnigoras, 
285. 

Faustus,  to,  528. 

Faventinus,  the  usurer,  123* 

Favourite,  the,  630. 

Favourites,  on  his,  579. 

Feathers,  624. 


648 


EETDISZ. 


Fell,  Dr.,  Epigram  on,  39. 

Female  dancer  of  Cadii,  630. 

FerulsB,  615. 

Fescennia,  to,  68. 

Festos,  who  stabbed  himself,  64. 

Ficus,  double  meaning  of,  59, 337. 

Fidentinus,    a   plagiary,    62;    to, 

51. 
Fidentius,  to,  38,  43. 
Fig-pecker,  594. 
Fi^erman,  to  a,  that  he  may  spare 

Domitian's  fish,  290. 
Five-feet  rule,  616. 
Fire  leaves,  tablets  of,  605. 
Flaccus,  to,  55,  200,  377,  409,  512, 

539  bia;    541  Mt;  578;   to,  on 

Diodorus,  73:    on  his  favourite 

Amazonicus,  196 ;  on  his  love  for 

Labycas,  343;  on  the  return  of 

Priscus  Terentius,  371 ;  residing 

in  Cyprus,  438 ;     on  presenting 

his  book  to  him^  499 ;  at  BaisB, 

533. 
Flaccus,  Valerius,  to,  63;   author 

of  the  Argonautica,  63  note. 
Flamingo,  the,  597. 
Flavian  family,  21 ;  on  the  temple  of 

the,  393,  409. 
Floccilla,  the  poet's  mother,  238. 
Flora,  games  of,  22,  23. 
Fly-flap,  a,  613. 
Formiffi,  on  the  charms  of,  460. 
Fortune,  unequal  distribution  of, 

549. 
Forums  of  Rome,  146. 
Fowls,  593;   fattened,  596;    Nu- 

midian,  597. 
Frankincense,  588;   on  sending  a 

present  of,  to  Regulus,  81. 
Friend,  to  a,  126,  355;  on  a,  565. 
Friends,  newly    formed,   53;  gifts 

to,  243 ;  mutual,  267  ;  intimate, 

560. 
Friendship  in  literary  fame,  357. 
Frontinus,  to,  on  excusing  himself^ 

476. 
Fronto,  to,  53;  the  poet's  father, 

238. 
Fucinus,  19. 

Fuficulenus,  the  usorer,  123. 
Fundi  wine,  602. 


Furmity,  588. 

Fuscus,  to,  53;  epitaph  on,  •^fv, 
his  death  and  burial,  296  mot^i 
to,  on  sending  him  his  epigrams, 
317. 

Gabba,  44. 

Gabinia,  on,  331. 

Gades,  slave-dealer  from,  44;  tlio 

birth-place  of  Ganius,  57. 
Gstulinus,  5. 
Gains  of  the  barrister  and  the  hiis« 

bandman,  33. 
Gains,  a  river  of  Spain,  202. 
Galesus,  a  river  near  Taientnnit 

240  note, 
Galatea,  19. 

Galbinua,  explanation  o^  72  sMto. 
Galla.  to,  99,  102,  154,  155,  194, 

205,  312,  331,  411,  508 ;    who 

had  sent  Martial  no  present  at 

the  Saturnalia,   263;    on,   171, 

48bf  495 ;  expensive  fitvoiius  o^ 

395. 
Galliambic  verses,  derivation   ol^ 

127  note. 
Gallic  cieduUty,  220. 
Gallic  frock,  52. 
Gallic  puppy,  629. 
Gallicus,  to,  359,  388. 
GaUus,  to,  79,  110,  115,  142,  172; 

184,  639;  on,  475,  488;  a  priest 

of  Cybele,  141. 
Gaming-table,  607. 
Gammon  of  bacon,  595. 
Ganymede  and  the  eagle,  27. 
Ganymede  and  Jupiter,  249 ;  con- 
versation of,  on  the  fiivourites  of 

Domitian,  410. 
Gardens  of  Julius  Martialis,  on  the, 

208. 
GargUianus,  to,  1 A  166,  204,  331^ 

355. 
Gargilius,  to,  176. 
Garricus,  to,  417,  543. 
Gaui,  on  a  corpulent  one,  387. 
Gaums,  to,  128,  262,  360,  419. 
Gazelle,  the,  601. 
Gellia,  on,  40,  391 ;  to,  155,  229^ 

237,  302. 
Gellius,  on,  416,  434. 


xin)EX. 


649 


Gemellius  and  Maronilla,  on,  28. 

Genius,  few  wish  to  yield  the  pahn 
of,  357. 

Gennan,  to  a,  539. 

Germanicus,  the  title  which  Do- 
mitian  liked,  332 ;  to»  638. 

Gennan  mask,  626. 

Geryon,  the  Iberian  shepherd,  255. 

Getulicns,  writing  of,  22. 

Girl,  to  a  crier  selling  a,  291. 

Gladiators,  Priscus  and  Vems,  both 
rewarded,  14,  20. 

Glaphyrus,  a  musician,  179. 

Glass,  a  nimbus  of,  619. 

Glass  cups,  619. 

Glaucius,  epitaph  on,  273  bia  ;  to, 
640. 

Glycera,  280. 

Glyptus,  to,  109. 

Goat,  sacrifice  of  a,  141. 

Goose,  the,  597. 

Goose's  liver,  595. 

Gratius,  works  of,  194. 

Great  mind,  strength  of  a,  43. 

Greyhound,  the,  629. 

Gridiron  and  spit,  632. 

Gryllus,  baths  ot,  56. 

Gudgeons,  599. 

Guests,  the  poet  to  his,  253 ;  pre- 
sents made  to,  at  feasts,  604. 

Haemus,  a  mountain  of  Thrace,  4. 
Hair,  dyeing  of,  148;   cutting  of, 

582 ;  cloak  of,  622. 
Hair-pin,  golden,  608. 
Ham,  595. 

Hanging  gardens  of  Babylon,  1  note. 
Happiness,  road  to,  231. 
Happy  marriage,  on  a,  183. 
Hare,  to  a,  51 ;  to  one  spared  by  a 

lion  of  Cesar's,  26,  31,  35,  48, 

56. 
Hare-hunting,  on  the  dangers  of, 

550. 
Hares,  600. 
Harpasta,  the,  610. 
Hat,  a  broad-brimmed  one,  608. 
Hatchet,  609. 
Hawk,  a,  632. 
Hay,  624. 
Health,  blessings  of,  293. 


Heath-cocks,  596. 

Hedylus,  to,  47,  201 ;  on,  422. 

Heliades,  daughters  of  the  sun,  206 
note. 

Heras,  the  doctor,  297. 

Hercules,  on  a  bull  bearing  him  to 
the  skies,  12  Mf;  praises  bestow- 
ed on,  18 ;  labours  of,  225 ;  on  a 
statue  of,  415,  416;  to,  repre- 
senting the  statue  of  Domitian, 
427  hit:  labours  of,  442,  443; 
Corinthian,  626;  of  terra-cotta, 
627. 

Hermaphrodite,  a  marble  one,  626. 

Hermes,  an  eminent  gladiator,  on, 
231. 

Hermogenes,  on,  557. 

Hero  and  Leander,  17. 

Herodes,  on,  440. 

Hesione,  18. 

Hesperides,  grove  of  the,  14. 

Hexameters,  epigrams  written  in, 
291. 

Hexaphonis,  a  large  sort  of  palan- 
quin, 125. 

Hierus  and  Asillus,  on,  444. 

Himself,  on,  450. 

Hind  and  dogs,  21. 

Hippocrates,  on,  440. 

Hippodamus,  to,  191. 

Hoarse  poet,  on  a,  280. 

Homer's  "  Battle  of  the  Progs  and 
Mice,"  627 ;  a  parchment  copy  of, 
627. 

Homme  Blastf,  to,  582. 

Honeyed  wine,  602. 

Hood,  a  Gallic  one,  621 ;  Libur- 
nian,  622. 

Hoop,  a,  625  hie. 

Horatius,  on,  178. 

Hormus,  to,  95. 

Horn-lantern,  612. 

Horsewhip,  a,  611. 

Host,  to  a,  153,  365. 

Hot  water,  on  being  required  to 
drink,  when  sick,  300. 

Hound,  epitaph  on  a,  530. 

Hunchback,  terra-cotta  figure  of  a, 
627. 

Hunting-knife,  608. 

Hunting-spears,  608. 


650 


iin)EX. 


Husband,  on  a  ciuel  one,  «25. 
Husbandman,  on  a,  506 ;  gains  of 

the,  33. 
Hyacinthus,  picture  of,  626. 
Hybla,  109. 

Hydra  of  Grecian  Lema,  255. 
Hylas,  the  blear-eyed  debtor,  353. 
HyUuB,  on.  Ill,  404 ;  to,  116,  180. 
Hymeneal  songs,  41. 
Hyrcanian  mountains,  13. 

lanthis,  to  the  fountain  of;  327. 

Ida,  61. 

Ideal  of  the  poet's  mistress,  145. 

Ides  of  May,  133. 

Idumasa,  86. 

Images  in  verse  and  in  painting,  433. 

Importunate  friends,  on,  571. 

Impudent  man,  on  an,  635. 

Informers,  on  Csssar's  banishment 

of,  5,  6. 
Iniquity,  prosperity  of,  187. 
Innkeeper  at  RsTonna,  on  an,  156. 
Instantius  Rufus,  to,  336,  386. 
Irus,  the  pauper,  296. 
Isis,  Memphiiic  temple  of,  94. 
Issa,  the  little  pet  dog,  80. 
Ivory  cage,  614. 
Ivory  coffers,  606. 
Ivory  tablets,  605. 
Ivory  tali,  or  dice,  606. 
Ivoiy  tusks,  616. 

Janiculan  Hill,  208. 

Janssen,  Sir  Theodore,  Scott's  lines 

to,  43. 
Janus,  to,  350,  459;   to,  on  Do- 

mitian*s  return  to  Rome,  353. 
Jason,  son  of  ^sen,  94  tiote. 
Jealous  husband,  to  a,  170. 
Jealous  wife,  585. 
Jennet,  a,  629. 
Jew,  on  a,  538. 
Jewelled  cups,  618. 
John  Dory,  600. 
Jugglers,  412. 
Julia,  on  the  statue  o(  8 ;  daughter 

of  Titus,  264,  268. 
JuUhd  temple,  278. 
Julius,    to,  32,   441:    the     poet's 

friend,  133. 


Julius  Cerealis,  invitation  to»  252. 
Julius  Martialis,  to,  231, 2&3v  469, 

560 ;  on  the  gardens  o^  206 ;  lo 

the  library  of,  311. 
Juno,  on  a  statue  of,  492. 
Jupiter  Capitolinns,  to,  332. 
Justina,  61. 
Justinus,  to,  528. 
Juvatus,  to,  555. 
Juvenal,  to,  344,  552. 

Kalends,  on  the,  457. 

Kid,  the,  593. 

Kisses  of  his  favourite,  504. 

Kissing,  reasons  against,  101 ;  nuis- 
ance of,  346,  539. 

Knight  by  birth,  but  deficient  in 
fortune,  to  a,  236,  334. 

Knights,  dress  of,  at  the  theatre, 
233. 

Laberius,  to,  268. 

Labican  earth,  68. 

Labicas,  love  for,  343. 

Labienus,  to,  117,  552;  on,  335, 
560 ;  to,  on  his  partial  baldness, 
246. 

Labullus,  to,  511,561. 

Laconian  twins,  explained,  17  nois, 
42. 

Ladas,  a  swift  runner,  127. 

Lad  on,  on,  490. 

Lady,  to  an  ill-formed  one,  132. 

Lscania,  on,  244;  to,  321. 

Laslia,  to,  481,  555. 

Lffilius,  to,  71. 

Lietorius,  an  avariciona  friend,  556. 

Leevia,  61. 

Lcevina,  on,  57. 

Lasvinus,  to,  who  had  seated  him- 
self among  the  knights,  266. 

Lais,  to,  638. 

Lalage,  to,  119. 

Laletanian  wine,  37  ;  for  the  Sa- 
turnalia, 328. 

Lamp  with  several  burners,  610. 

Lampreys,  598. 

Lantern  made  of  horn,  612 ;  of  a 
bladder,  612. 

Lap-dog,  on  a,  66 ;  picture  of  a,  79, 
80. 


V 


IKBEX. 


651 


Laronia,  101. 

Latinus,  the  buffoon,  26 ;  the  panto- 
mimic actor,  122  ;  epitaph  on, 
406. 
Lattara,  on,  521. 

Liaiireolas,  on,  7;  explanatory  no- 
tices of,  7  note, 
Launis,  to,  117;  a  player  at  ball, 
490. 

Lansus,  to»  341 ;  on  hia  works,  343. 

Law,  delays  and  anxieties  of,  334. 

Lawyer,  to  a,  238 ;  on  a,  247. 

I^azy  sailors,  on,  163. 

Leander,  on  the  exhibition  of  the 
story  of,  17  ;  of  oMrble,  627. 

Leather  cap,  a,  61 1. 

Leathern  cloak,  621. 

Leda,  the  courtesan,  168 ;  on,  531. 

Leeks,  590  Mt. 

Legacy  obtained  by  fraud,  431. 

Legacy  hunting,  288,  529,  519. 

Leitus,  the  keeper  of  the  Equestrian 
seats,  224  note. 

Lentils,  589. 

Lentinus,  to,  552. 

Lesbia,  to,  40,  111,  271,  466,  54  '; 
to,  with  a  lock  of  hair  from  Ger- 
many, 256 ;  on,  528. 

Letter-paper,  606. 

Lettuce,  589. 

Liber,  to  his  friend,  388 ;  a  pugil- 
ist, 431. 

Licentious  character,  on  a,  72. 

Licinianus,  to,  48,  57. 

Lidnius  Sura,  to,  on  his  recovery 
from  sickness,  326. 

Life,  verge  of,  32;  consists  not  in 
living,  but  in  enjoying  health, 
293 ;  the  enjoyment  oi,  370 ;  pro- 
longation of,  388. 

Ligeia,  to,  492;  on,  548. 

Ligula,  a  silver  one,  620. 

Ligutrinus,  to,  149,  151,  154. 

Ligurra,  to,  573. 

Linus,  on,  63;  to,  103,  114,  210, 
346,  511 ;  a  tutor,  566. 

Lion,  on  a  woman  fif^ting  with  a, 
6  Mf  ;  on  one  that  hurt  his  keep- 
er, 8;  tigress  matched  with  a, 
13;  of  Ctesar's,  that  spared  a 
hare,  26,  31, 35,  48,  56;  on  one 


that  destroyed  two  boys,  123 ;  yt 

Domitian,  376. 
Lion  and  a  ram,  on  a,  430. 
Lions,  sports  of  the,  31. 
Literary  fame,  friendship  in,  357. 
Livy  in  a  single  volume,  628. 
Lizard  slayer,  Corinthian,  626. 
Love  and  blindness,  373. 
Lucan,  629 ;  on  the  anniversary  of 

the  birth-day  of,  314  ter. 
Lucanian  bear,  8. 
Lncanus,  to,  on  a  corpulent  Gaul, 

387. 
Lucanus  and  Tullus,  brothers,  to, 

42 ;  on,  419. 
Lucenais,  the  scholar,  24. 
Lucius,  the  poet,  to,  202 ;  a  native  of 

Spain,  202  note. 
Lucius  Julius,  to,  78. 
Lucrine  lake,  57,  140. 
Lupercus,  to,  166,  265,  284,  437 ; 
-  on,  341, 518;  to,  on  the  purchase 

of  the  poet's  book,  89 ;  onChloe's 

property  being   squandered  on, 

189. 
Lupus,  baths  of,  56;    deeply  in 

debt,  308;  to,  250, 297, 393, 466, 

507  ;  a  knavish  flatterer,  524. 
Lutiscus  Brutianus,  the  poet,  on, 

188. 
Lycas,  61. 
Lycoris,  to,  62,  75,  280;  on,  147, 

207,  310. 
Lyde,  61. 

Lydia,  to,  441 ;  on,  509. 
Lygdtts,  278  ;  to,  631,  578. 
Lygdus  and  LsBtoria,  on  the  mar- 
riage of,  282. 
Lyre,  a,  625  bia  ;  quil  for  the,  625. 
Lyris,  on,  122. 

Macer,  to,  351 ;  on,  454 ;  to,  on  hit 

setthig  out  for  Dalmatia,  486. 
Macri,  probity  of  the,  23^ 
Macrinus,  to,  639. 
Mienalian  boar,  18. 
Maevius,  on,  486 ;  to,  520. 
Magpie,  a,  614. 
Magulla,  to,  583. 
MaUsianus,  to,  180. 
Mamercus,  Xo,  128. 


662 


Mamertine  wise,  603. 

Mamurianus,  on,  71. 

Mamurra,  on,  423 ;  to,  447. 

MancinoB,  on  the  inhoepitality  of, 
46;  to,  206. 

Maniua,  to,  456. 

Hanneia  and  her  lap-dog,  66 

Manneius,  on,  527. 

Mantua, the  birth-place  of  Viigil,  57. 

Manumission,  75. 

Maple-wood  table,  616. 

Marathon,  18. 

Marcella,  his  wife,  554 ;  on  her  gift 
to  Martial,  558. 

MarcellinuB,  to,  133, 146 ;  in  Dada, 
to,  272. 

March,  the  period  of  the  women's 
Saturnalia,  263. 

Marcianus,  to,  298. 

Marcus,  to,  267. 

Marcus  Antoniua,  on,  442. 

Marcus  Antonius  Primus,  484. 

Marianus,  to,  101,  252;  deceived 
b^  a  flatterer,  288. 

Marinus,  to,  on  his  baldness,  489. 

Marius,  on,  124, 455 ;  to,  intrusted 
with  Martial's  grounds,  493. 

Mark  Antony,  on,  256. 

Mark  Antony  and  Pothinns,  on, 
621. 

Maro,  to,  215,  529 ;  on,  583. 

MaroniUa,  on  Gemellus  seeking  the 
hand  of,  28. 

Marriages,  multiplied,  265. 

Marseilles,  wine  of^  603. 

Marsus,  the  poet,  22,  124;  writing 
of,  22. 

Marsyas,  117. 

Martens,  597. 

Martial,  his  addresses  to  the  reader, 
22,  23;  he  shows  where  his  books 
may  be  purchased,  24;  his  ad- 
dress to  his  book,  24^  his  domes- 
tic habits  and  employments,  633, 
634. 

Manilla,  on,  475. 

MaruUus,  to,  259. 

Massic  cellar,  37. 

Massic  wine,  153. 

Master  of  a  noisy  school,  to  the, 
429.  /  »  f 


Master  and  slare,  on  a,  140. 

Masthlion,  226. 

Matemus,  on,  122 ;  to,  on  the  aa« 

thor's  setting  out  for  Bilbiiis,  46^ 
Matho,  to,  215,  275,  469,  529  ;  ex^ 

travagance  of,  306 ;  on,  344  ;  ob 

sending  him  a  spbrtula,  369.        ' 
Matrinia,  to,  144. 
Mattiac  balls,  608. 
Mattress-stuffings   of  Leuoomtiniy 

624. 
Matron,  modest,  to  the,  163. 
Mattus,  to,  636. 
Maurici,  equity  of  the,  236. 
Maurullinus,  to,  212. 
Mausolus;  temple  of,  1  not€. 
Maximina,  to,  104. 
Mazimus,  to,  27,  60,  96,  112,  138, 

338;  on  Syriscus,  257;  on  the 

death  of  Carus,  486. 
Maximus  Ccesonius,  on  the  bast  of, 

325  6tt. 
Medicine  chests,  614. 
Melior,  120 ;  to,  on  his  tribute  to 

the  memory  of  Blaesus,  367. 
Memphis,  city  of,  1. 
Memor,  on  a  portrait  of,  505. 
Menander*s  "Thais,"  628. 
Menogenes,  on,  581. 
Menophilus  Verpa,  on,  341. 
Mercury,  to,  338. 
Metellus,  86. 
Milichus,  to,  117. 
Milo,  on,  635;  to,  636. 
Minerra  in  silver,  627. 
Miracula  noticed,  1  noU, 
Mistress,  the  poet's  ideal  of  hii^ 

145 ;  on  the  choice  of  a,  409. 
Miatyllus,  50. 
Mithridates,  259. 
Molorchus,  notions  o(  206  note. 
Molossian  hounds,  21. 
Morning  Star,  to  the,  358. 
Mountain-goat,  the,  601. 
Mucins,  on,  458. 
Muffler,  8^  622. 
Mullets,  live  ones,  598. 
Mulrian  bridge,  137  note. 
Munatlus  Gallus,  to,  462. 
Munna,  to,  435 ;  residing  at  Ma^ 

seiUes,  464 ;  on,  477. 


I 


iin)Ex. 


658 


Murices,  the  pnrple  fish,  599. 
Muse,  to  his,  350,  454,  549. 
Mnses,  to  the,  222. 
Mushxooms,  594. 
Myrinus  and  Triumphus,  the  two 

gladiators,  14. 
Myrobalanuin,  611. 
Myrrhine  cups,  619. 
Mjrtale,  to  Paulus  on,  221. 

Nsevia,  Rnfus's  love  for,  60;  on, 

91 ;  to,  137. 
Naevolus,  to,  73, 165, 175, 216;  on, 

109. 
Nanneius,  on,  227. 
Nar,  the  river,  345. 
Narbo,  the  native  town  of  Yatienus, 

386. 
Namia,  to  the  town  of,  345. 
Kasica,  to,  125. 
Nasidienus,  to,  330. 
Nata,  on,  531. 
Nations,  conflux  of,  4. 
Kemea,  vale  of,  6 ;  woods  of,  18. 
NepoB,  to,  on   the  death  of  his 

daughter,  272. 
Nereids,  the^  17. 
Nereus,  19. 

Nero,  ponds  of,  19. 

Nerva,  on,  384;  to,  405;  on  the 
abbreviation  of  his  books,  547 ; 
eulogy  on,  547. 

Nerve,  inoifensiveness  of  the,  236. 

Nestor,  to,  143,  514. 

Niggardliness,  340. 

Niggardly  host,  to  a,  141. 

Night  lamp,  609. 

Nightingale,  a,  614. 

Nigrina,  to,  213;  on  the  cox^jugal 
affection  of,  408. 

Ninus,  the  gigantic,  226. 

Noble  matron,  epitaph  on  a,  478. 

Nomentan  estate,  103. 

Nomentan  farm,  281. 

Nomentan  fields,  wine  of  the,  77. 

Norbanus,  to,  435. 

None  himting  spears,  16. 

Novius,  on,  67. 

Nnma,  496. 

Nute,  607. 

Nymph  of  a  fountain,  to  the,  283. 


OccupatioDR,  horary,  of  the  Ronum 

citizens,  181,  383,  482. 
Oceanus,  a  keeper  of  the  equestrian 

seats,  233,  236. 
Oil-flask,  a  common  horn  one,  611; 

of  rhinoceros's  horn,  611. 
Old  man  and  eunudi,  534. 
Old  woman,  deformed,  339. 
Olives,  jar  of,  592. 
Olus,  to,  119, 153. 193;  a  slanderer, 

307 ;  on,  475. 
Olympus,  bankruptcy  in,  394. 
One-eyed  thief,  on  a,  378. 
Onyx,  the,  280. 
Opimius,  jar  of,  37  ;  vintage  in  the 

time  of,  37  note. 
Oppianus,  to,  in  praise  of  the  baths 

of  Etruscus,  280;  to,  288^  on» 

305. 
Orpheus,  on,  14, 15,  625. 
Otacilius,  the  poor,  487. 
Otho,  the  suicide,  275. 
Ounce,  the,  600. 
Ovidius  Quintus,  to,  77 
Ovid's  Metamorphoses  on  parch- 
ment, 628. 
Oysteis,  599. 

Pactus,  to,  532. 

Fetus,  to,  274. 

Pffitus  and  Arria,  on,  30. 

Paetus,  to,  on  his  mules,  533. 

Paganica,  a,  610. 

Painter,  pet  dog  and  the,  79. 

Palace  of  Cyrus,  1  note. 

Palemon,  a  conceited  grammarian, 

127. 
Palsestre,  wrestling   grounds,  203 

noie. 
Palatine  Library,  keeper  of  the. 

222. 
Palatium,  366. 
Pamphilus,  to,  211. 
Panacian  vessel,  617. 
Panaretus,  a  drunkard,  on,  301. 
Pandion,  36. 
Pannice,  to,  417. 
Panniculus,  the  pantomimic  actor, 

122. 
Panni'cus,  to,  102,  292,  578;  the 

wrestler,  278. 


654 


ZKDEX. 


Pannonian  oampaign  of  Domitian, 

356. 
PanteniB,  336. 
PantagathuB,  epitaph  on,  285. 
Papilua,  to,  200,  277 ;  on,  346 ;  a 

niggardly  and  oatentatious  man, 

340. 
Papixianna,  to,  on  Gellia,  391 
Parasite  firiend,  on  a,  399. 
Paraaol,  608. 

Parchment,  tablets  of,  605. 
Paiia,  the  actor,  epitaph  on,  505. 
Parrhasian    car     explained,    272 

note. 
Parrhasian  palace  of  Domitian,  331, 

366,368. 
Parrot,  a,  613. 
Pars,  explained  as  a  faction  of  the 

people,  14. 
Parsimony  of  Tucca,  33. 
Parthenius,   chamberlain  of    Do- 
mitian, 198 ;  a  request  to,  222  ; 

to  a  toga  given  by,  360. 
Parthenopaeus,   one  of  the    soTen 

chiefs  against  Thebes,  296  -,  to, 

336. 
Partridges,  596. 

Pasipha^,  on  the  spectacle  of,  6. 
Passer,  the  river,  280. 
Pastor,  to,  403. 
Pataiium,  dty  o(  founded  by  An- 

tenor,  63  noU, 
Pater-familias,  a  true  one,  66* 
Patemos,  to,  568. 
Patrobus,  101. 
Patron,  advantages  of  having  one, 

131  ;    a  willing  one,  347 ;    an 

Attic  one,  217. 
Paula,  to,  62,  395, 503 ;  on,  450. 
Pauli,  first  of  the,  236. 
Paulinus,  the  dinnmr-hunter,  93, 99 ; 

to,  on  board  ship,  167. 
Paulus,  on,  97;  to,  185,  232,  337, 

577 ;  on  Myrtale,  221 ;  on  re» 

ceivtog  a  cup  from,  364 ;  one  of 

the  consuls,  451: 
Peacock,  the,  597. 
Pedo,  the  poet,  22,  124;  writing 

of,  22. 
Pelignan  wine,  603. 
Peligni,  poet  of  the,  104. 


Pelignian  presses,  37. 

Pelignians,  boast  of  Ovid,  57. 

Pen-case,  607. 

Pepper,  588. 

Perfumai,  604. 

Permessis,  63. 

Petaurum,    a   sort   of    mi 

127. 

Pet  dog  and  the  painter,  79. 
Petenis,  roses  of,  203. 
Pence,  island  of,  306 
Phaedrus,  fables  of,  139  noU. 
Phaeton,  on  a  figure  of,  199. 
Phasis,  on,  224. 
Pheasants,  597. 

Phidias'  Jupiter  Olympius,  I  note. 
Philasnis,  on,  101,  209,  335,  426^ 

554;  epitaph  on,  407  ;    to,  336. 

457. 
Phileros,  to,  102, 46a 
Philippus,  in  good  health,  boRie  on 

a  Utter,  299. 
Philistion,  105. 
Philo,  on,  245. 

Philoctetes,  notice  of,  126fio<0. 
Philomelus,  a  musician,  179  mpI^/ 

144. 
Philomenus,  to,  135. 
Philomusus,  to,  410,  528 ;  a  buf- 
foon, 339. 
Philostratus,  on,  534. 
Philus,  on,  637. 
Phcebus,  to,   102,   165,  171,  270^ 

286,  427,  444,  564. 
Phrixus,  golden  fleece  o^  361. 
Phryx,  the  drunkard,  297. 
Phyllis,  on,  488,   575;    to,  513, 

521. 
Physician,  turned  undertaker,  48 ; 

a  pilfering  one,  440. 
Physiognomy,  description  of,  569. 
Picenian  jar,  46. 
Picenian  oHvea,  218;  for  the  8^ 

tumalia,  329. 
Picens,  on,  378 ;  to,  380. 
Picentine  loaves,  594. 
Picentinos,  to,  434. 
Pig,  613 ;  sucking.  59a. 
Pigs'  chitterlings,  595. 
Pike,  600. 
Pillow,  a,  622. 


i 


} 


I3n>EX 


655 


Pine  cones,  591. 

Pipes,  612. 

Pisa,  the  architect,  331. 

Pisos,  halls  of  the,  1P5. 

Pitch-flavoured  wine,  602. 

Plagiarist,  to  a,  59,  497. 

Plane-tree  at  Gordora,  planted  by 

Julius  Caesar,  on,  425. 
Platea,  town  of,  203. 
Player,  punishment  of  a,  635. 
Pliny  the  Younger,  the  poet's  book 

sent  to,  455. 
Plotia,  an  old  woman,  epitaph  on, 

480. 
Plums,  ajar  oty  591. 
Poet,  dread  of  the,  149,  151,  154; 

to  one  reciting  badly,  196. 
Poet  and  his  Muse,  350. 
Poetic  licence,  398. 
Poetic  trifles,   useless  labour  of, 

126,  127  notes, 
PoUa,  to,  148,  481,  537 ;  the  wife 

of  Lucan,  to,  479. 
PoUeniine  wool,  624. 
PoUio,  to,  549. 
Pollicharmus,  to,  430,  569;  who 

afiected  liberally,  366. 
Polyphemua,  to,  3x2. 
Polytimus,  to,  582. 
Pomatum,  608. 
Pomegranates,  593  Uf . 
Pompeius  Auctus,  328, 329. 
Pompey  and  his  sons,  on,  258. 
PompoUus,  writings  of,  287. 
Pomponius,  to,  283. 
Pompulla,  207. 
Pontia,  to,  102,  295;    skilled  in 

poisoning,  295  note* 
Ponticns,  to,  101, 125, 159, 217, 414, 

634;  a  fooUsh  writer,  253;  to, 

on  Hermogenes,  557. 
Pontilianus,  to,  256,  304,  562. 
Porcelain,  217,  619. 
Porcia,  on,  45. 
Porphyrion,  the,  598. 
Porsena  and  Mudus  ScsTola,  on, 

34. 
Posthumianus,  to,  385. 
Posthumous  works,  36. 
Postumus,   to,   91,  93,   97,   119, 


122,  195,  248, 251,  269 ;  on,  98; 
an  avaricious  man,  189. 

Pothinus,  on,  162,  256. 

Potitus,  to,  482. 

Praetor,  to,  210. 

Praises,  indiscriminate,  580 

Prawns,  599. 

Present,  on  a,  104. 

Presents  for  the  Saturnalia,  329; 
made  to  guests  at  feasts,  6i04. 

Pretender,  on  a,  115. 

Priapus,  to,  269,  368 ;  upon  him* 
self,  283;  of  Helarus,  294;  one 
made  of  pastry,  613. 

Prisons,  the  usurer,  81,  105 ;  to, 
326 ;  354, 446, 583  ;  on  the  death 
of  Saloninus,  269 ;  on  the  feast  of^ 
433 ;  the  friend  of  Martial,  ad- 
dress to,  544,  545,  546;  to,  on 
the  duigers  of  haie-hunting, 
550. 

Priscus  and  Paula,  395. 

Priscus  Terentius,  on  his  return 
from  the  coast  of  Sicily,  371 ;  to 
Saturn,  on  behalf  of,  573. 

Prisons  and  Verus,  the  gladiators, 
20. 

Probus,  M.  Valerius,  the  gramma- 
rian, 131. 

Prooillus,  to,  37,  82. 

Proclaiming  obligations,  248. 

Procrastination,  folly  of,  251. 

Proculeia,  to,  467. 

Procullina,  to,  271. 

Proculus,  Martial's  present  of  his 
book  to,  60. 

Profession,  choice  of  a,  117 

Prolixity  of  discourse,  276,  277. 

Prometheus,  on  the  Scythian  rock, 
7. 

Propertius,  a  copy  of,  628. 

Providence,  favourite  oC  29. 

Public  shows  of  Domitian  I  ei  8eq, 

Public  works  of  Domitian,  2. 

Publius,  80,  496. 

Pudens,  to,  183, 190. 

Pueri.  de  pretio,  55. 

Pugilistic  contests,  on  the  lenva 
of,  390. 

Pulse,  588. 


656 


INDXZ* 


Pylades  and  Orestes  967. 
Pyramids  of  Egypt,  1  note, 

Quinoea,  591. 

QuincliamiB,  to,  51. 

QuiDtianua,  to,  229. 

Qaintilian,  to,  129. 

Quintus,  on,  134,  136;  to,  212, 
259,  353;  explanatory  note  re- 
specting, 136 ;  to,  on  his  extra- 
vagances, 160. 

Qttintus  Ovidius,  to  420  Mf,  441, 
468;  on  the  bust  of  Maximus 
Cesonius,  325  bit, 

Qttintus  Pollius  Valerianus,  82. 

Quirinalis,  on,  66. 

Quoit,  a,  625. 

Rabbitv,  595. 

Rabirius,  the  architect  of  Domitian, 
to,  331, 482. 

Radishes,  589. 

Raisin  vine,  601. 

Raisins,  590. 

Ravenna,  on,  156 ;  on  an  innkeeper 
at,  156. 

Reader,  Martial's  addresses  to  the, 
22,  23,  81,  90,  131,  228,  445, 
544,  587,  588,  604,  605 ;  show- 
ing where  the  author's  books  may 
be  purchased,  24-;  address  of  the 
Book  to  the,  445 ;  to  one  diffi- 
cult to  be  pleased,  468,  477 ;  the 
poet's  address  to  his,  221,  500, 
506,  503. 

Recitation,  author  made  by,  43. 

Reciter  of  bought  verses,  97 ;  an 
importunate  one,  149. 

Reed-pens,  bundles  of,  609. 

Reed-pipe,  612. 

Reguli,  eloquence  of  the,  236. 

Regulus  the  lawyer,  123 ;  the  ora- 
tor, 289. 

Regulus,  to,  130,  225,  311,  638; 
on,  29,  65 ;  to,  on  sending  him  a 
book,  and  a  present  of  frankin- 
cense, 81 ;  to,  on  ApoUodorus, 
232;  on  the  son  of,  277;  on 
sending  him  bought  presents,  319. 

Relics,  312. 

Residences,  plurality  of,  338. 


Restitutus,  the  eloquent  adrocato 
on  the  birth-day  of,  490. 

Rhetorician,  on  a,  142,  249. 

Rhine,  to  the,  449. 

Rliinoceros,  on  a,  8, 15. 

Rhinoceros's  noses,  25. 

Rhodope,a  mountain  ominLce.4, 1^ 

Rhytium,  a  narrow  vessel,  102. 

Rich  friends,  to  his,  146. 

Rich  wife,  354. 

Riches,  misuse  of,  211 ;  given  to 
none  but  the  rich,  262. 

Ridicule,  Roman  method  of  exlubtt* 
ing,  25,  26. 

RigSB,  theatres  of,  203 

Ring-case,  620. 

Rings,  620. 

RixamsB,  dames  of,  203. 

Robbers,  game  oC  607. 

Robes,  changing  of,  261. 

Rome,  wonderful  improvements  in, 
effected  by  Domitian,  3  ;  on  the 
concourse  of  strangers  to,  4 ;  in- 
formers banished  from,  5 ;  on  the 
restoration  of,  after  being  par* 
tially  destroyed  by  fire,  223; 
cries  of,  429,  570;  address  toi, 
484,  548 ;  on  the  Saturnalia  of, 
503. 

Roscian  law,  233  fioft. 

Roses,  of  winter,  from  the  Nile, 
297;  to  achaplet  of,  344;  on  a 
crown  of,  sent  to  Csesius  Sabi- 
nus,  425 ;  a  crown  of,  601. 

Rufinus,  to,  78,  92, 100,  110,  144, 
168,  174,  176  to,  258,  298,  437, 
585 ;  on  his  love  for  Nsevia,  60; 
on  Sertorius,  126;  on  a  happy 
marriage,  183 ;  to,  with  two  books 
of  Epigrams,  216 ;  on  a  pretend- 
ed lawyer,  247 ;  address  on  Pa- 
naretus,  301 ;  epitaph  on,  567. 

Rufus  Camonius,  on  the  death  oC 
300. 

Rug,  a  square  one,  623. 

Rusticus,  to,  359. 

Rusones,  courtesy  of  the,  236. 

Rustic  villa,  described,  156. 

Sabaeans  at  Rome,  4. 
SabeUa,  105. 


INDEX. 


657 


Sabellus,  to.  176,  342,  401,  562, 

563;  on,  198. 
Sabidius,  to,  39 ;  on,  138. 
Sabinus,  the  nymph  of,  423;  ad- 
dress to,  507. 
Sacrifices,  525. 
Saddle,  a,  615. 
SafVonius  Rufus,  to,  212. 
Saguntine  cups,  618. 
Salanus,  288. 
Saleianus,  to,  118. 
Sallust,  628. 

Sale,  a  rirer  near  Bilbilis,  49. 
Saloninus,  on  the  death  of,  269. 
Santra,  the  cook,  278  ;  on,  31 3. 
Sarmatian  war,  381. 
Sannatians  at  Rome,  4. 
Satire,  on,  639. 

Saturn,  to,  on  ZoUus,  143;  on  be- 
half of  Prisctis  Terentius,  573. 
Saturnalia,  263;  presents  for  the, 

229,  329  ;  on  the,  503. 
Satuminus,  to,  182;  biographical 

notices  of,  182  note. 
Sauce,  superior  and  inferior,  601. 
Saufeia,  to,  165. 
Saufeius,  122. 
Sausage,  a,  592,  613. 
Sceevinus,  to,  165. 
Scaevola,  on,  34 ;  to,  76,  637  ;  on 
the  spectacle  of  his  burning  his 
hand,  365. 
Scazons,  to  his,  316. 
Scipio,  86. 

Schoolmaster,  to  a,  478. 
Scorpus,    the    charioteer,   on    his 

death,  472 ;  epitaph  on,  474. 
Sculptured  fish,  on,  145. 
Sculptured  lizard,  on  a,  148. 
Scythe,  609. 
Sea-fight,  on  the  exhibition  of  a, 

16,  19. 
Sea-hedgehog,  599. 
Secundilla,  118. 
Secundus,  Martial's  bookseller,  24 ; 

eloquent  and  learned,  216. 
Selius,  the  Atheist,  on,  187. 
Selins  Paulinus,  the  dinner-hunter, 

93,  99. 
Sempronia,  to,  567. 
Semproniua  Tucca,  to,  324 
2  u 


Seneca,  house  of,  195. 

Senia,  on,  557. 

Servants,  the  poet  to  his,  254. 

Service  berries,  591. 

Septician  silver,  218. 

Septicianus,  to,  543. 

Sertorius,  on,  126,  168 ;  the  K^ur- 
nmnd,  308. 

Serverus,  to,  on  drinking  new  wtna, 
340. 

Setia,  wine  of,  300. 

Setine  wine,  602. 

Sevenis,  to,  261,  266,  327,  525,* 
on  the  poet's  book,  88;  on  the 
poet  Stella,  225 ;  on  Charinus, 
379;  on  his  excellent  baths, 
321. 

Sextilianus,  to,  29,  37,  459 ;  on, 
285. 

SexiUlus,  to,  99. 

Sextus,  to,  86,  93,  114,  146,  211, 
222,  342,  356,  476 ;  on,  108 ;  a 
deformed  person,  128 ;  to,  on 
Calliodorus,  241 ;  a  writer  affect- 
ing obscurity,  45G. 

Sheep's  head,  631. 

Shell,  a,  631. 

Shield,  a  small  one,  G31. 

Short-hand  writer,  630. 

Sicilian  honeycombs,  601. 

Sicambrians  at  Rome,  4. 

Sickness,  on  drinking  hot  water 
during,  300. 

Sidonian  maiden.  320. 

Signine  wine,  603. 

Sila,  against,  510. 

Silai,  the,  203. 

Silius,  289. 

Silius  Italicus,  to,  183 ;  on,  333,521, 
bis  ;  on  the  consulship  of  his  son, 
382;  on  the  death  of  his  son, 
436. 

Sinuessa,  a  town  of  Campania,  280. 

Sirens,  the,  162. 

Sinscus,  on,  257. 

Slanderer,  on  a,  116,  315. 

Slanderous  poet,  on  a,  448. 

Slave,  to  his,  505. 

Slavery,  marks  of,  100  noU. 

Slaves,  100,  119,  125,  140. 

Sleep,  invocation  to,  61. 


658 


IKDEI. 


Snow,  619  bis;  on  the,  which  fell 
on  Domitian  at  the  games,  178. 

Snow-bag,  a,  618. 

Snow-strainer,  a,  617. 

Socks,  Cilician,  622. 

Socrates,  on  a  portrait  of,  497. 

Sola,  lake  of,  188  note. 

Sophronius,  to,  542. 

Sosibianus,  to,  65,  192,  534. 

Sotades,  metres  of,  226  note ;  on, 
272. 

Sow,  10;  sow's  teats,  593. 

Sparsus,  to,  670. 

Sparulus,  an  unknown  kind  of  fish, 
159  note. 

Spatale,  112  note. 

Spectacle  in  the  Arena,  76. 

Spendophonis,  a  farourite  of  Do- 
mitian's,  421. 

Spoletine  wine,  603. 

Sponge,  a,  622. 

Sportula,  a  present  from  the  richer 
class  to  the  poorer,  56 ;  price  of 
the,  56 ;  on  the  abolition  of  the, 
by  Domitian,  134;  notice  of  the, 
137  note. 

Stag,  the,  600. 

Stella,  a  poet  of  Petayium,  27,  225, 
226;  to,  47,  251,  321,  437;  on 
the  games  of,  in  honour  of  the 
triumphs  of  Domitian,  389. 

Stella  and  lanthis,  on,  270. 

Stolen  cloak  of  Crispinus,  372. 

Strangers,  on  the  concourse  of,  to 
Rome,  4. 

Strigils.  611. 

Sturgeon,  600. 

Style-cases,  607. 

Suburra  of  Rome,  291. 

Suicide,  125,  140,275. 

Sulpicia,  praise  of,  463. 

Supper  of  perfume,  136 ;  walking 
ones,  327. 

Suppers,  hunting  for,  93,  94,  283, 
410. 

Sura,  289. 

Surrentine  cups,  617 ;  wine,  602. 

Swallow,  on  a,  256. 

Swans,  598  ;  of  Leda,  52. 

Swimming  exhibition,  17. 

Sword  and  belt,  609 


Synthesis,  a,  622. 

Symmachus,  to,  224. 

Syrian  figs  for  the  Satamalia,  329. 

Table  cover,  a,  622. 
Table  utensils  and  attire,  378,  379. 
Tables,  different  kinds  of,  6]  6. 
Tablets  of    Tarious   Idnda,  citron 

wood,  ivory,  &c.,  605,  606. 
Taper,  a,  610. 
Taratalla,  50. 
Tarentine  wine,  604. 
Tarentum,  pastures  of,  361. 
Tarentus,  a  place  in  the  Campus 

Martins,  60,  177  noU, 
Tarpeian  palace,  332. 
Tartessian  Guadalquivir,  361. 
Tarragouese  wine,  603. 
Taygetus,  quarries  of,  280. 
Telesilla,  on,  265 ;  to,  539. 
Telesina,  on.  111. 
Telesinus,  to,  555. 
Telesphonis,  to,  512,  525. 
Telethusa,  on,  294. 
Temple,  on  the  erection  of    one, 

when  Domitian  was  bom,  402. 
Temple  of  Fortune,  of  Domitian. 

381. 
Terentianus,  governor  of  Syene,  67. 
Testius  Gaballus,  44. 
Tessere,  606. 
Thais,  to,  182,  201.  217  ;  on,  302: 

the   mistress  of   Quintua,    135, 

136. 
Thais  and  Laecania,  on,  244. 
Thalia,  to,  on  the  poet  Lustiscus   i 

Brutianus,  188.  | 

Theatre.    See  Amphitheatre. 
Themes,  fit  ones  for  epigrams,  518.  I 
Thelesinus,  to,  148.  | 

Theodorus,  to,  258;  a  bad  poet.  , 

538.  I 

Theophila,  on  a  portrait  of,  336. 
Theopompus,  to,  on  bis  becoming  t 

cook,  ^0. 
Thermie,  the,  3 
Thestylns,  the  poet  Victoria  bov. 

318. 
Thetis,  19. 
Thra8ea,27. 
Three  children,  the  poet's  petittca  \ 


\ 


INDEX. 


659 


for  the  rights  of  a  father  of,  130 ; 
to  his  wife  respecting,  130 ;  pri- 
vileges attacheid,  130  note» 

Three  leaves,  tablets  of,  605. 

Thrushes,  a  crown  of,  594. 

Thyestes,  151. 

Thymele,  the  female  dancer,  26. 

TibuUus,  628. 

Tibur,  the,  205,  206. 

Tigillinus,  Sophonius,  139. 

Tigress  matched  with  a  lion,  13. 

Timarus,  the  river,  188  note;  a  river 
of  the  north  of  Italy,  361. 

Titius,  on,  522. 

TituUus,  to,  370. 

Titus,  to,  33 ;  on  Gscilianus,  332. 

Tivoli,  206 ;  towers  of,  29 ;  grove 
at,  317;  hill  of,  361. 

Toga,  to  a,  given  him  by  Parthe- 
nius,  360;  on  one  given  to  the 
poet  by  Parthenius,  418 ;  on  a, 
620  bu, 

Tongilianus,  to,  154;  on,  583. 

Tongilion,  to,  170. 

'I^ongilius,  to,  104. 

Tooth-pick,  a,  607. 

Tooth  -powder,  611. 

Toranius,  to,  392. 

Torquatus,  the  rich,  487. 

Tractatrix,  explanation  of,  169 
note. 

Tragedies,  Bassus,  a  writer  of,  249. 

Trajan,  the  emperor,  on  the  arrival 
of,  449;  in  praise  of,  463,  483; 
invocation  to  the  gods  in  favour 
of,  501 ;  flattery  and  praises  of, 
502,  548  bis;  on  his  munifi- 
cence to  the  temple  of  Jupiter, 
551. 

Trebonus,  to,  639. 

Trebula,  town  of,  257. 

Trifoline  wine,  602. 

Triton,  19. 

Triumphal  arch  of  Domitian,  381. 

Triumphus,  the  gladiator,  14. 

Trivian  goddess,  1. 

Tropa,  game  of,  183  note. 

TruflSes,  594 ;  eating  of,  34. 

Tucca,  to,  291,  339,  453,  530,  563, 
584;  on  his  parsimony,  33;  on 
the  wooden  bath  of,  432. 


Tuccius,  to,  137. 
Tucker,  a,  623. 
Tullus  and  Lucanus,  to,  42. 
Turanius,  to,  259. 
Turbots,  598 
Turgidius,  to,  638. 
Turnips,  590. 
Tumus,  on,  505. 
Turtle-doves,  594. 
Tuscan  soothsayer,  to  a,  142. 
Tutela,  town  of,  203. 
Two  brothers,  on,  171. 
Tyrian  wool,  624. 

Umber,  to,  329;  on,  580. 

Unious,  to,  564. 

Urbicus,  to,  328  ;  epitaph  on,  347. 

Vacerra,  to,  384,  529 ;  on,  532 ;  his 
pretended  wealth  derided,^  558. 

Vadavera,  a  mountain  near  Bilbilis, 
49  et  note. 

Valerius  Flaccus,  to,  42.. 

Vanquished,  method  of  proclaiming 
the,  in  the  arena,  20  et  note. 

Varro,  to,  with  a  present  of  the  au- 
thor's works,  237. 

Varus,  to,  358;  the  centurion,  on 
the  death  of,  in  Egypt,  458 ;  sup- 
per of,  634. 

Vases,  antique  ones,  616 ;  Arretine, 
617;  of  earthenware,  252. 

Vatican  casks,  33. 

Vatican  wine  for  critics,  468. 

Vatinian  cup,  617. 

Veientan  grape,  112. 

Veientan  wine,  76,  153. 

Velius,  on  the  bow  of,  406. 

Velox,to,  81. 

Venafran  oil,  601. 

Venuleius,  on  two  books  of  Epi- 
grams for,  216. 

Verona,  the  birth-place  of  Catullus, 
57. 

Verse,  to  his,  on  a  licentious  cha- 
racter, 72. 

Verses,  roughness  and  obscurity  of, 
537. 

Verus  and  Priscns,  the  gladiators 
20. 

Vestinus,  to,  212 


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INDEX. 


Vesuvias,  on,  197. 

Veteran  soldier,  on  a,  172. 

Vetustilla,  to,  173. 

Via  Tecta,  133. 

VibitiB  Maximus,  to,  543. 

Vice,  panderers  to,  284. 

Vices,  of  a  complicated  character, 
140 ;  not  persons,  attacked  by 
the  poet,  462. 

Victor,  to,  533. 

Victor,  Voconius,  the  poet,  318. 

Victory,  a  golden  statue  of,  625. 

Vindex,  his  possession  of  the  statue 
of  Hercules,  415,  416. 

Vinegar,  603. 

Vintage  of  Italy,  b.  c.  121,  cele- 
brated for  its  abundance,  37  et 
nots. 

Vintner,  to  a,  55. 

Viper,  on  a,  138 ;  enclosed  in  am- 
ber, 205. 

Virgil,  on  the  birth-day  of,  576 ;  his 
deference  to  Horace  and  Varius, 
357 ;  praises  of,  377 ;  on  parch- 
ment, 628  ;  his  ''  Gnat,"  628. 

Virgin  water,  231,  320. 

Vitellian  tablets,  88,  606  hU. 

Voberca,  a  town  near  Bilbilis,  49. 

Votienus,  the  poet  of  N2.rbo,  386. 

Vulcan,  to,  on  the  restoration  of  the 
city  after  being  partially  destroy- 
ed by  are,  223. 

Wallet,  a,  615. 

Water,  to  Domitian  on  his  peti- 
tioning for  a  supply  of,  401. 

Wate»-jug  for  the  table,  618. 

Wealth,  Afer's  boast  of,  193. 

Wheaten-flour,  589. 

Whips,  614. 

Widowed  step-mothers,  184. 

Wife,  to  his,  519,  542,  554;  on  ob- 
taining the  rights  of  a  father  with 


three  children,  130;  on  her  giA 

to  Martial,  558. 
Wild  ass,  the,  601. 
Wild  boar,  to  a,  317;  in^italion  to* 

feast  upon  a,  359 ;  on  a,  600. 
Wine-cup,   on  one  received  from 

Instantius    Rufus,     373;     firom 

Paulus,  394. 
Wine-cups,  618. 
Wines,    mixing   of,  33;    different 

kinds  of,  602,  603,  604. 
Winter  roses,  from  the  Nile,  297. 
Wit  about  town,  to  a,  562. 
WitwaU,  597. 
Woman,  fighting  with  a  lion,   6 

bis ;  of  unpleasing  countenance, 

635. 
Woman's  girdle,  623. 
Wonders  of  the  ancient  world,  1 

note. 
Woodcocks,  598. 
Wooden  coffers,  606. 
Wood-pigeons,  596. 
Woollen  cloak,  621,  622. 
Woollen  shirts,  PataTian,  622. 
Woollen  slippers,  612. 
Wools,    amethyst-coloured,    623  ; 

white,  Tyrian,   and    PoUentine, 

624. 
Wrestler,  the,  630. 
Writing  tablets,  605. 
Writings,  on  his,  81,  501 

Young,  to  the,  on  the  pursuit  of 

learning  and  virtue,  636. 
Youth,  on  a,  killed  by  the  fall  of  a 

piece  of  ice,  185. 

Zoilus,  to,  106,  115,  125,  261,  302, 
513,  516,  524.  5a'),  538.  569 ;  on, 
143,  505;  against,  95;  to,  96; 
on  his  voluptuousness,  168 ;  an 
envious  man,  "214;  notices  of, 
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and  sigiUflcatioii,  all  donbiftil  and  obsoiue 
derlvauons  behsg  ezcludedL 

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Geographicad  and  BtographloBl  Names. 
By  J.  Tmnuat  M  JX 

A  Fironoimeing  Yooabalary  of  Oom- 

mon  English  CSirlstisn  NamesL  with  their 
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(or  nick-names),  and  their  equivalents  in 
several  other  languages. 

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and  translated  by  Wiujaii  G.  Wkasna. 
Oontafadng  all  Words,  Phrases,  Proverbs, 
snd  OoUoquial  Expressions  from  tfae 
Greek,  Latm,  and  Modem  Foreign  Lan« 
guages^  whidi  are  fiiequenlly  met  with  in 
Uterataie  and  conversation. 

A  List  of  Abbreviations,  Ckmtrae- 

tions,  and  Arbitrary  Bigns  used  in  Writing 
and  Printing. 

A  dassiiled  Seleotion  of  PietoiAa. 

lUufltrations  (TO  pages).    With 
to  the  text. 


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From  A0  QoAftTSBU  Bbvisw,  OdL  I8T8. 

"  Seventy  years  pEwsed  befoe  Joerbqv  wis  MkmeA  l»7  Webtter,  od 
Amerioaa  writer,  wBo  faced  tlie  task  of  the  Rngliah  IXoitioxuuy  'with  a 
fall  appreciation  of  its  requiremenlBi  kadi&g  to  bettor  practical.ieBnlte/ 
•  »  •  «k 

^  Hia  laboriom  cempariAm  of  twenty  languages,  thocgb  nttfrce  pab- 
lished,  bore  fruit  in  his  own  mind,  and  his  training  placd  him  both  In 
ktkowledge  and  judgment  bx  in  advance  of  Johnson  as  a  philoIogiBt 
Webiiler^  '  American  BiotioDary  of  the  finglish  LaDgnage  *  was  pab- 
Uriied  in  1828,  and  of  course  appeared  at  once  in  England,  tvJiere 
Bucoessiye  re-editing  oom  as  yet  ke^t  U  in  the  kigheat  place  as  ajptncUeal 
Didionaay,'* 

"  The  acceptance  of  an  American  Dictionary  in  England  has  itaeli 
had  immense  effect  in  keeping  up  the  community  of  speech,  to  break 
which  would  be  a  grieyous  harm,  not  to  Enslish-speaking  hbHodb 
alone,  but  to  mankind.  The  reault  of  this  has  been  that  l^e  conunoc 
Dicticmairy  must  suit  both  sides  of  the  Atlantia"  .... 

'^Tha  good  aTorage  business-like  diameter  of  Webster's  Dftotianary) 
both  fai  style  and  matter,  made  it  as  distinctly  suited  na  Johnson^  was 
distUMtly  BBsnited  to  be  azpaiided  and  re-edited  by  other  hands. 
Professor  Goodrich's  edition  of  1847  is  not  much  more  than  enhntasA 
and  amended,  but  other  revisions  since  have  so  mueh  novelty  of  pcui 
as  to  be  desmbad  aa  distinct  works."  .... 

"  The  American  revised  Webstei's  Dietknary  of  1864,  published  In 
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committed  to  Dr.  Mabn,  of  Berlin,  we  prefer  to  describe  it  in  abort  as 
ike  Webster*IAahn  Dictionarf.  Many  oth^  Hter^ry  men,  among  them 
Professors  Whitney  and  Dana,  aided  in  the  task  of  oompilatioo  and 
revision.  On  consideration  It  seems  ihst  the  editors  and  contrifaaton 
harre  gcme  ftr  toward  improving  Webster  to  the  utmost  that  he  will 
bear  imprc  cement.  The  vocdbulartf  has  become  almost  oo9^2sfe,  as 
regards  asud  words,  while  the  definitions  keep  throughout  to  Websier's 
sinmile  earrftd  style^  and  the  derivations  are  assigned  with  the  aid  of 
good  modem  authorities." 

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Stuarts,  Indnding  the  Protectorate.  Wltl> 
'  Qeneml  Index.  UfwaHit  ^  40  PcrirvUt 
Id  3  vols. 


Jesse's  Memoirs  ol  the  Pretenders 

and  their  Adherents.    S  PortnUti.  ; 

BngenVs     (Lord)     Memoriahi     of 

Hampden,   hU    Party,   sad   Tinas.     U 
PttrtrcvUt. 

Strickland's  (Agnes)  Livea  of  the 
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CionqueaL  From  official  recorAi  and 
authentic  documents,  prlrate  and  pablie 
Bevlsed  Edition.    In  e  voisk 

Life  of  Miry  Qneen  of  Sr  ots. 


2  To!^, 


21 


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6  Vblt.  at  6s.  eaOL 


J)onaU«om>  IfeMtrt  of  th«  GNeks. 

_   Dlofltnted  with   Uthogrsphi   ind  na- 
merov  Woodonta. 

Xeiglitley's    Claisioal    Xythology. 

Kew    Bdition.      Bevljed    by.    Dr.  .L. 
SOBXiTZ.    With  12  plates. 

Eerodotof,  TanLer*t  (DawMA  W.) 
HolMto.   With  Map.  te. 


Harodotos,  WhMLiei  AUJ^^  tai 


Hew  T«tam«Bt   CA*) 

OTieBbaeh'f  Teoct,  wHh  tti 
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TAblM.    9m  fac^imBm  ff 
St.  id.;   or  vtth  LBxtaan,  •». 
Scpmlely.   at. 


Im   enek. 


jPHZLOSonencAL  librart. 

11  Foil.  tU  61.  0Mk,  «(w^iy  Amb  Morfed  oflhcrwiK. 


etmM%  FkllOMpbj  of  tko  MoBoes. 

B|f  a.  R  Lkwv. 

IhiqMr  (J.  W.)    A  Hiotory  of  tite 

InleUfictaal  Deveh>pmeoi  of  Earope.  ^y 
J(»ii  WiLUAic  Dkapbii,  M.Dh  LL.D.  A 
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Wwinnry.  Tkioftiftiadhrl.r 


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Logic;  or,tteM«Moof 
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LXBRAHT. 

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Bloek  (T.)  An  Introduotiozi  to  the 
Old'  Teetament,  by  Frieobioh  Blsbx. 
Edited  by  JoHAfrv  Blrkk  and  AsOLr 
Kaicfhatokm.  Translated  from  the  Ger- 
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yola. 

CfhIlliBgwortii'i  Beligion  of   Ptd- 

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Easobiiu'    lecloeUotieol    Bietorj. 

WtthNotea. 
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of  Religion.  To  which  is  added  a  Series  of 
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Peorion  on  the  Oioed.    Mew  Utioi. 

with  Analysb  and  NoCea. 

Philo  Jndaoa,  Worki  of;  U^  coi- 

tampocaiy  of  JoaephnaL    T^anloMl  tj 

C.  D.  Teeoe    in  4  yela. 
Boontoi*  KecleriaitiBol  iamt9%  n 

oonOnnattanofKeaabtai.   WllktkalfoM 

ofValeama. 
lOMttMll't 

ftam  AJ>.  264-440 


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ttoal  Hiatartaa,  firoB  aa  320  to 
and  from  a..d.  mi  tn  A.n.  6(4. 


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Cfa»B«v.a  Vte. 

Brand's  Popular  Antlqnitiei  of  lag. 

]Aad.SootUiul.«MlIx«kaiL  BySUHxni 
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CQiroiiielei  of  the  Cnuadon.  Ridiard 

«r  DeirfaM,  ««iltagr  de  V  taMBi;  Lord  de 

JolnviUe. 

Dyer's   BritiA  Popiito  Onatoais, 

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Wtth  Index.    Edited  by  TBB.Waitt». 

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Vbt  KngTIfth,  frool  the  Baman  InvaaioD  to 
Henry  II.  I  with  the  Acts  of  King  Stephen, 


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UoyUnd.  with  the  CoDtlnnatioDS  l^  Peter 
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PMiU'i  (Dr.  B.)  UH  of  Alficod  Ao 
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Beereatioaa     in     Bhooting ;      By 

''GaATSM."  New  Editiaii,  reylied  and 
enlarged,  n  Xngnmngt  om'WM^  tfUr 
Noreey,  and  •  AidTOoifVi  M  <ae«i<fe  oU^y 
t^ter  A.  Cooper,  &X 

Bedding's  History  and  DeaeriptionB 

ol  Wlnoe.  Ancient  and  Modem.    nomUn 

lennie'a  Inaeet  Arehiteotvre.  jrne 

Mttipfi.     Berlaed  by   the.  Bar.  J.  Q. 

WooikMJL 
Bobinaon  Cmsoe.    With  Dlnatrationf 

by  SiOTHAHD  and  HASvn.  Tuoeht  bomtl' 

/USngrmvinfft  on  steel,  and  U  en  Wood. 
I  ;  or,  without  the  Steel  Uhudre^ 

Mom,  81.  64. 
Borne  in  the  Vineteenth  Oentoxy. 

New  Edition.     Beviaed  by  the  Author. 
muitrated    by   94    Steti    Xngrtmtngr, 
ayola. 
Sharpe's  History  of  Sgypt,  from  the 

Earliest  Timea  till  the  Conqtieet  by  the 
Arabs,  a.d.  640.  By  Samuxl  Shabpx. 
With  2  Maps  and  upwards  of  400  lUoB- 
trative  Woodcuts.  Sixth  and  Cheaper 
hkiltion.    2  vola. 

Boathey's  Life  of  HelaoB.       With 

Additional  Notee.  lUtatraUd  wUh  M 
Bngravingi. 

Starling'a  vMias)  Toble  Deeda   of 

Women ;  or,  Ifixamplea  of  Female  Cor  rage, 
FortltBde,  and  Virtue.  Jnustetn  Wtdrth 
Mom. 

Stuart  and  Bevett'a  Antiqaltiea  o^ 

Athena^  and  other  Monnmenta  of  Qreeoe. 
/IkatroM  In  Tl  Btetl  PleUt,  end  imi- 
Wocdcutt, 

25 


c 


A  OATALOGUM  0J^ 


TUm  of  tke  CtaBii ;  or,  tiM  BtUfl^tftU 
I  mi  of  ~  ^   - 

ItiMM/i  Jtranlm  Dtttrend.  Trmas- 

lated  Into  BoglUh  Spentertan  f  «ne,  witl^ 
ftliteof  ttolattiOT.    ByJ.  awxvyn. 

Walkirti  Xaaly  Biareiaei.      Obq- 

.  taiiiingakstliis.IUdb]g,DilvlibHnntt]|g, 
HhftottiMC  SAlllngi  Bowloit  SwtniBil]«,  *c. 
H«w  lamoD.    rettwd    by    '^GftATv/' 

-  Jlw^^'f^ar  MmI  Plata,  aiMI  iMMMroui 


Walton't  CofluleU  Any Itr.    Edited 
by  Edwaju>  Jun,  £•%.     I^noMrdi  qf 


»  or,  wOh  26  ddUOilMHri  jM^tf 


W«UiBgtmi,  lift  of.    From  tile  SB- 
tari«l»of  HtazwaD.  WIgkHm  Mm  — »■• 

Westropp's  Handbook  of  AxobwiilofT 

Ife^  EditioQ,  reiiaed.    JniMer«iit  Jlliit> 

WUte%   Vatnnl  Hiititif  •(  M- 

bornaL    WttbNolailiy  Sir  W^mA&jA» 

BIBB  «Dd  EdVASA  J] 

Tonag,  Tbo,  I^dy't  Bodk. 

mtX  of  Ctoguit  BftcrMUiooi,  Aiti^  1 

yy^  AoOOBIBlilblMntB*     IWilBt  AMMM 

Wbodout  itimttrvtitM,  mid  JMBPtf  Jl 


AV*- 


CLAB8ICAL  LIBRAHY. 


JBtohyloa.  -lifenBRy  Tnnriotad  iato 
Ei^fiah  Pmm  «r  M  OsobIm.   tl.'OA 

*  '  ■'  »  Appodiz  to.  Oonteiniiig 
thit  HuatttngH  gtT«i  m  BMMbb'i  pofUni- 
mooi  JEditUm  <tf  JBMbyloii  By  Oaoaoi 
BuMM^MJL    81.  M. 

Amahwiiu  Kmooniiiai.  SDifeory  of 
R&BM  tromOonitmttoa  >o  ViateBfc  Ttam" 
luted lvaaToMB,BJL  DUB.faUK.iiL 

kjLtanSam,    Tko  ttoaghu  «f  tfao 

JBk&peror  Mtfcns  Anreliiu.  TwwbrtMby 
Q«B.  Lnm.  M.A.   8*.  id. 

Apnloios,  tho  CMUon  An;  Boath  of 

Socaiflt:  EloridA;«iMlDbc(NirMoiiM«glG. 
Tb  wbkh  If  added  •  Metrtoal  Vankm  of 
Oqild  ADd  Fvyche;  and   Mn.  1%btf» 


AiiitophttLOi'  GomodiM.      Litondly 

TnnaUied.  witb  Notes  and  Kztracte  from 

Vmt^i  ud  oiker  Metrioil  VenloM.  fef 

W.J.Hkbeb.    ayolB. 

T0L  1.  AdMnlua,   Knighli,  Ooidi, 

Wmh,  Vmrm,  and  Btak. 

1.  S.  IjpriitMta,  ThMBwpbfl 

Fro0a,  wJrplwlawiwn,  and  Fhit 

ArLitotlo'i  BtUci.  Literally  Trai» 
laled  by  Aicbiaaoon  Baowmi,  ImH  Olilwl 
Profeiaor  of  King's  GoUege. 

■-  Folitiei    and    Seoaomki, 


Trutflated  liy  JL  Wa&vobd.  MJl 

■  Metaphyiiei.  Literally  Traiu- 

latod,  with  Note*.  AnaiycU,  KsamlBattoc 
Qae«tioDa,  and  Index,  by  the  Bar.  Jobb 
H.  M'^AHOM.  M.A^  aadQ«ldMadalllK  Is 
Metaphysial  T.aD. 

26 


AriftoUo'i  HiatoiyofHnlwalb  IbT« 

BookB.  Trtmalated.  wltb  NriHi  Mi  f^  " 
by  BiOBAKD  QuaBvaLiH 


tfica.  Wltb  Notaa,  Ac  S^a  f  .  9m 


Bhotorio  and 


laQy  Ttaoalatad.  vUb 
flOBi  «id  lioteit  by  aaJ 

Athiiuras.  Ttie  DapnoMpUBli;  «r. 
Hia  BncpHt  oTlhe  IivnaL  Xr  *  ■-" 
by  C. aroMi^  ELA.    Siroli.    ^ 


Omot.  OMBplete,  wHb  ttic  Aban- 
drlan,  AfHcaa,  and  apMfeb  Wbn.  lite- 
lally  Ttandated.  wltb  Notea. 

Oatollu,  lUmQaa,  aad  ttaHiHol 

VemiiB.  A  lUegal  Proae  TiMrtefliiL  ti 
which  an  adAad  MealotI  TMiteBB  hf 
Laxm,  OBAiaBB,  and  ofben. 


atan&u  OwtlOM.     Litoatty  Dbb 
brtedbvaaTom,BLA.   laiv*. 

yw.1.  OwfehM  tba 


y«L  t.    OODiBBt 
Uw.Babklai^ 

Vols.  OimtloniDrbte] . 

asKllw.  CoBllaa.  Htto,  UfeMlaiu  *Q, 

ToL  4.  VJaoeUiiieaM  Owtlnaa  mA 
Bbetorteal  Weitoi  wttb  Q«anl  la- 
des to  the  ftmr  TotaiMB. 

OB  tho  Hatoia  of  tha  Soil, 


Dhrtaatfen.  VM^  Uwc  a  BepaUH^  Ar. 
Trmrtafdwl  by  0.  U  Toao^  BA^  ml 
F.  BasBAa. 


JOHN'S  VARIOUS  LIBBABUES. 


Oioeio*!  Aoftdtmiat,  Se  FinibMy  aad 

TQjKolan  QneBtioDA.  Bv  C.  D.  Torok, 
&A.  With  Sketch  of  tfa»  Qmk  FhUo- 
Bopher.  ' 

■  OffloM,  Old  Age,  TiisfLdBhip, 
Sclplo't  DrMm,  Paradoxes,  Jte.  liltanUf 
Tnoalftted,  l>y  B.  Edkovds.   at.  «A 

•■  «n  Qratozj  and  Ofstorg,  By 

J.  a  Waxmv.  M.A. 

SemofthwM'  Orations.    Translated, 

with  NotMk  bf  a  Ramn  K»ina»T.    In  I 

volomei. 

y«l.  1.  Hw  OlTtithfac.  FfalUpfile,  acd 

other  PnbUe  OnitloBS.   3$.  9d. 

.  ToL  3.  Od  the  Gtmm  uul  on  the  Eb- 

Vol.  8.  Agalnet  Lepttnce.  Mldlaa,  An- 

drolrloQ,  and  AristocrateB. 
ToL  4.  Private  aod  other  Oratkna. 
Vol  6.  MlaoeUaDeotie  QimtiooB. 

DietiMUtfj^Latia  OsotatioBf.   Isp 

dvttaig  Ptoverba,  MaaclBM,  Mottoes,  law 
Terms,  and  Phnues;  and  a  OoUection  of 
aiMi>feS0O«rMkQDolatloas.  With  aU  the 
quantities  marked,  ft  S^ish  Tittislatlooa. 

,  with  Index  VerlKHmin.     6t. 
Index  Verbomm  only.    U. 

DiogenM  Ltertina.  Liyes  and  Opin- 
lonaof  the  Ancient  Phllosophera.  Tnna- 
lated,  with  Notea,  by  a  D.  Toms. 

Epiotetoi.  Discourses,  with  Enchei- 
ridionand  Fragments.  Translated  with 
Notes,  hj  Gsoaax  Lobq,  M.A. 

laripidM.  Literally  Tniislaled.  3toU 
VeL  1.  Becaba,  Oreeies,  Medea,  BipfK)- 

lytos,  Akestls.  Baocha,  Heraclidie. 
jmUgenla  in  Aidlde,  aod  Iithlgenia  la 

VoL  a.  Hescalea  Foreas,  Troadea,  Ion 
Andromache,  SapplUmt^  Uelen, 
Blectra.  Qyclops,  BheBOs. 

Oreek  Anthology.  Literally  Trans- 
lated. With  Metrical  Venlans  by  Yiriom 
Authors. 

■  BonuuiMi    of    Htiiodonw, 

Loogos.  and  Amhilles  T«iuis, 

Herodotw.  A  New  and 
Translation,  by  Rknbt  (Uit, 
Worcester  College,  Oxford. 

UteraHy  Translated,  with  NoteaTVj. 
Banks,  M.A. 

Eomer't  Iliad.    Literally  Translated, 

'  ■  Odyasey,  Hynaa,  4o.  Lite- 
rally Xmnsiatod. 

Horaea.  Literally  Translated,  hy 
Skabt.  Oarefolly  revised  by  an  Oxokian. 

3t.6d. 

JoBtin,  CorneUu  Ifepot,  and  Sntro- 

plus.  Literally  Trantslated,  wttii  Motel 
and  Index,  by  J.  S.  Watboh,  MA. 


Literal 
of 


Jwnmlf  Fenina,  Snlpieia,  and  La- 

dJlns.     9y  L.  £vAHB,  MJL    WItti  lbs 
Metrical  Vemlan  by  Qfffonl  tfmmafi§ai 

Livy.     A  new  aoid  Liteial  Traaakttsn. 
By  Dr.  Bpillak  and  othsia.    In  4  Vik. 
Vol  L  OoDtalna  Booka  1-^ 
VoL  3.  Bookii  •—SS. 
VoL  3.  Books  27—36. 
VoL  4.  Books  37  to  the  end ;  andlBdex, 

Lnoan'aJPhaxaalia.  Translated,  with 
Netesb  hy  H.  T.  Rilxt. 

Laeratiiia.    Literally  Transfattad,  with 

Hotta,  by  the  Rev.  J.  g.  WAnoff,  MJL 
And  the  Metrical  Version  by  J.  M.  ewn. 

■artial'f  Epigran^)  aomplota.  Lite- 
rally Translated.  Each  aocom|MBled  by 
eneeir  more  Verse  TranskkUons  salscted 
from  the  Works  of  felngUA  Poet%  and 
other  Botirces.  With  a  ooploiiB  ladflX. 
Double  volume  (660  pages).    9a.  ti. 

Orid'B  Worka,  eompltti.     LHnaily 
Traaalated.    3  vols. 
VoL  1.  FasU.  Tristla,  Bplattsa,*!.      ' 
VoL  2.  Metamorphoses. 
VoL  8.  Heroldes,  Art  of  Love^  Ae. 

Pindar.  Literally  Translated,  by  Daw- 
son W.  TuBincs,  and  the  Metrical  VenloB 
by  Awuhaw  Moobx.  « 

Plata^B  Worka.      Translated  Vy  tht 
Bev.  H.  Cabt  and  others.    In  6  vols. 
VoL  L  The  Apolorar  of  Socntas,  Gkilr, 

Phndo,  QorglM,  Protagovaa,  Phndnia, 

Thentetos,  Ifiathyphron,  Xjria. 
Vol  2.  TbeRepttbllcTtaDBMa^  ACMttaa. 
VeL  &  Mbbo.  KnthydBons, 

pUat,  autfisman,    Cratylai 

Bides,  and  the  Banqaet. 
VoL  4.   Philebns.  Gharmidea, 

The  Two  Aldbiadea,  and  Ten  other 

Dlalognes. 
VoL  B.  The  La^va. 

VoL  a.  The  Doubtfo]  Works.    With 
bvfex. 


—  Bialognai,  an  Analysis  and 
Index  to.  With  R^fcTonces  to  iheTraa»> 
latkm  In  Bcdrn's  Glaeslcal  Ubrary.  tf  Dr. 

DAT. 

PUuttna'a  Oamadlaa.  LStendly  Trans- 
kted,  with  liotes,  by  H.  T.  Boar,  BJL 
In  3  vols. 

PUny'Bll'atimlHlitory.  Txanrialed, 
with  Oopioos  Notes,  by  the  iate  Jonr 
BOBiooK,  M.D.,  F.K^  and  H.  T.  Buy. 
BJL    InCvoU 

Pliny  the  Younger,  Tlie  Letten  ol 

MicLXOTR^  Tran.slation  revlMd.  By  the 
Rev.  F.  C  T.  BosANyUBT,  M.A. 

PropertiTia,  Petroniua,  and  Johannaa 

SecondtiB,  and  Aristcnnetna  Literally 
Translated,  aod  m  ximpHDied  by  PoeUcal 
Vergiooa,  firam  rarioos  sonrocs. 

27 


-4  OATAhOaux  or 


A  CATALOGUE  OF 


^uintiUaii't  InitltntM  of  Ontoxy. 

Lltonlly  TrantUted.  with  NotM,  te,  if 
J.  &  Watbov, MJL   Ins  Tola. 

Salliift,  Tlonu,  and  Telleivi  Pat«r- 

oalu.  WltH  Ooploai  Notes.  Biogrmphlcal 
If ottQtt,  iDd  lodes,  bj  J.  S.  Waxsoi, 

Sophoelai.  Tha  Oxford  Tnuulatioa 
reviled. 

SteadMd  Wunaj  Atlu  of  Obuwieal 

Oeognpfay.  1Voen«|Kioo  largt  ooloiired 
JAfW  mxoHUmm  to  the  lateH  mUkoriHm, 
WtOk  a  oompMte  index  (Moentnated), 
glTlxig  ttie  leutnde  end  longitade  of  eyen 
piece  named  In  the  Miqii.  Imp.8T0.  ?i.6a. 

•timbo'a  Ooogntphj.  Translated, 
with  Ooplou  JSovuL  hf  W.  Faloobb, 
M.A..  and  &  a  Hamhtov,  Bmi.  With 
Index,,  giving  the  Ancient  and  Moden 
ITaBiea.   In  8  Tola.; 

Bootonitii'    LiTOi   of    tbi  TwoIto 

Caeean,  and  other  Works.  Thomson'i 
Tranaiatlon,  rerisedi  with  Notesj  bj  T. 
FoBum. 


TaeitVl,     Litendlj  Tranfllated}  with 
Notes.   In  a  Tola. 
Vol  1.  The  Annala. 
Vol  2.  The  ffistofy.  Oeonanlm  Agrt- 
oetakte.    With  Index. 
Toroneo  a^d  Phsdnia,    By  H.  T. 

Riur.  B.A. 
Theoeritu,    Bioa,    Koieli.111.   and 

lyrtsoa.    07  J.  Bana^  hLA.    Withthf 
Metrical  Ventona  of  Chapman. 
Thaeydidfli.      Litenilv  Tnodated  by 
Rev.  a.  Dali.    In  2  Tola.    8f .  0i.  each. 
TirgiL   LiterellyTransUted by  David- 
son.  New  Edition,  earefhUyravlBed.  Sl.6d. 
Xonophon'a  Worka.    In  S  Vola. 
Vol  1.  The  Anabaida  and  MemoraMBa 
TraiHlated,  with  Notea.  bj  J.  &  Wai- 
Kni,  ICA.    And  a  Geognyhlcal  Oom- 
mentarr.  If  W.  P.  AmwoBT^  FJLl., 
F  JLQJI,  ko. 
VoL  3.  QnopnOa  and  HePanlea.    B« 
J.  a  Waxsov,  M.A.,  and  tha  Be? .  a 
Daim. 
Vols.  The  Minor  Worta.     By  Ji  8. 
WassoHi  MLA. 


SCISNTXFIO  LIBRARY. 


iMuiM  and  Ctonld'a  Oomparativa 

PhjsloloKp.  Snlarged  by  Dr.  Whqbx. 
Uj^Mtr49  ^  4M  Jfngrtningt, 

Baeon'a  Vomm  Organnm  and  Ad- 

▼anoettMot  of  Leaning.  Complete,  with 
Notea,  bj  J.  Davsr.  MJL 

BoU^i  Xanual  of  Toehnieal  Analy- 

sla.  A  Guide  for  the  Testing  of  Nataral 
and  Artiflolal  Sabstanoea.  By  B.BL  Paul. 
100  Wood  Sngraviiigt, 

nUDOZWATEB     TBXATISXS.— 

—**-- Ball  on  tfao  Hand.  ItsMecha- 
niam  and  Vital  Endowments  as  eTlnotng 
Design.    Stvenih  JSdition  B99Ued.i 

— —  Kirby  on  tbo  EOatory,  Sabita, 
sad  Instlxkote  of  Animals.  Bdited,  with 
Notee,  bj  T.  Rtibb  Jovxb.  Ifumuwu 
Jty«te<»VS.aimiy^wA>cA  w  addiUoMH. 

■  Udd  on  tbo  Adaptation  of 

M«nal  Katare  to  the  Ftayslcal  Condition 
elMan.    8s.  64. 

"s^S^^fy*"'*  ^^»tronomy  and 
tI,SLW522L??  ?^«  Adaptation 

^"•«SS^tj«  to  Uie^W^and  In- 


BRIDQEWATEB  TREATISES— «0iit 

■         Pront'a  Troatiao  on  Ohomls- 

tay.  Meteorology,  and  DIgsattOB.  Edited 
by  Dr.  J.  W.  Qanraim. 

BneUand'o     €Mlogy    and 

MhMralogy.     a  tola.    ISa 

— —  Bogot'a  Animal  and  TofO- 

table  FhyslolQgy.  iOustraML  InSfoIa. 
61.  each. 

arpantor'afBr.  W.B.)ZooIO0|r.   A 

Systematic  View  of  the  Stnietare,  HaMU, 
Inatlncti,  and  Usee,  of  the  prtndpal  Fami- 
Bee  of  the  Animal  Qngdom.  end  of  the 
ohief  fonns  of  Fossil  Remefais.  Beriied 
by  W.  &  DAiLAa,  F.U3.  iBMriraMwOk 
Many  Umirei  WML  MngrmAHgi.  In 
ayola.6i.each. 

Vaobanieal  Pbfloaopby,  Af- 

tronomy,  and  Horology.  A  Fofalar  Sa- 
poeitlon.   186  iatti«ra«oiii. 

Vagatabla  Pbyaiology  and  . 

S/stematio  Botany.    A  complete  latro- 
dncUon   to  the  Knowledge  d   flaati. 
Revised,  nnder  arrangeBoent  wltt  «• 
Author,   by  B.  LAmcfflBn,  MA.  «• 
5^wraIAimlrtyi itiuslrsMoMtsillf^tfd.  «• 

Animal  Pbyriology;&»Fj 

le-written  by  the  Author.    qww«  * 
BOOecvMJUufirattaaa  6a 


BOHN*B  TABIOOS  LIBBABLE8. 


\ 


ChBwnJil  OB  Colotir.  Goataining  the 
Prlofdples  of  Hannony  and  Oootraot  of 
Ooloan,  tud  tholr  vppVmtiaa  to  the  Arts. 
TnuulAted  from  tbB  Freodi  M  Oham.m 
Maitbl.  Only  oompleto  Edltioo.  £Eso0rai 
Plata,  Or,  with  aa  addftloiua  wrin  of 
ISFlAtMlnOoloBii.    I«.6d. 

iBnemoMr'f    Hiitorj    of    Xafio. 

Tranalftted  toy  Wiluam  Howm.  With 
an  Appendlz  of  the  moot  renuurluiMe  and 
.  Iwft  aathentlcated  Stortaa  ol  Apparltiona, 
Draama,  TaMe-Tnndn^  and  BplfH'Bap- 
I»l08ite.    Ina volB. 

Hogg's  (Jaboi)  SlomoBtf  of  Iipori- 

meotal  and  Natazal  Fblloaopliy.  Oon- 
tainlng  Meohanka,  Pnemnauca,  Hydro- 
atatica^  HydnuiUai.  Aoooatka,  Optka, 
Oalorio,  Ebotridty,  YoIt«iam,  and  Mag- 
oeUHD.    New  EditioD.  anlaifed.     if- 

ICxid's  I&trodtutloB  to  Agtmamj, 

With  a  Vooabolaiy,  oMitalxiiBg  an  Ezpuk 
nation  o(f  all  the  Tanna  In  preaeot  oaa. 
New  Bdltioa,  onlaifed.  Jirt«i«roiii  Ml^ 
fffWtmlff9»    9t*  ML 

Hnmholdt'i  Coomoi ;  or,  Bkoteh  of  ft 
Fhyaical  Daacrtptloo  of  ttw  UnlTeraa. 
Traadated  by  &  a  Onci  and  W.  & 
DiaLLAa,  F  J^  fUtt  PmimtL  In  flra 
vola.    8t.  Od.  each ;  ODoepUng  YcL  Y*,  Bl. 

••*  la  tUa  edition  the  notea  are  >laoed 
beneath  the  text.  Hnmboldt'a  aoa&tleal 
Sommarlee  and  the  naangea  hitherto  aop* 
pwiaaed  are  fakdndad,  and  new  and  con* 
lirehBDaiTe  TthIV?*!  aie  ad^^fd. 

—  Travola  in  Amorioa.     In  8 


Tola. 


■  Tiewi  of  Katnre;  or,  Oon- 

templaUona  of  the  Sabllme  Phenomena  of 
Creatioo.  Tranalated  by  K  a  OM  and 
H.  G.  Bonr.    With  a  complete  Index. 

Hanf  •  CRobort)  Pootrv  of  Boionoo ; 
or,  Stomaa  of  the  Phyricai  Pfaanomena  of 
Natore.  By  Ptuhiaaor  HoifL  New  Sdl- 
thxii  enlarged. 

Joyee'f  Boloatiflo  IMalogoM.  By 
Di.  8XIIFRB.   intmerom  WoodmU, 

"•'  IntrodiietloB  to  tho  Arti  and 
Bdcikoaa.  With  lamination  Qnaationa. 
3t.6d. 

Knight'«(Chat.)Xnowlodgo  Im  Powor. 
A  Fopotaff  Maanal  of  PdUtloal  Boonomy. 

leetnrof  on  Faintliiff.  By  the  Royal 
Academlclana.  With  JntnidniBtory  BHay, 
and  Notea  by  B.  WonuM,  Xaq. 
PortraltL 


Lilly's  Introdnetlon  to  Astrology. 

With      nnmerona      KmerdatJona,     1^ 

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A  nATALOaOS  OF 


Btettfttoa'tChMt-playir  aOoatpAiiiiii. 

Comprtibtf  •  n«w  TmcUm  on  (Mdi,  Od- 
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«f  OilgliMl  Problemi. 

■  ChMi  Tournuieiit  of  1S51. 
mumtrmm  Ukutniumi. 

StoeUuurdf  I  FrinoiplM  of  Gfaimistry, 

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STola. 


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