Social Commentaries
Book IX, Epigram 72 (Ker)
Translated by Walter C. A. Ker (1919–20) · From Epigrams (Loeb, 1919–20)
LiBER, whose brow is wreathed with an Amyclaean crown, who level with an Italian arm the Grecian boxer's blows, as you are sending me a lunch shut in a wicker basket, why does no flagon come attendant on the feast? And yet, if you were to produce a gift to match your name, you know, I think, what present should have been given me!
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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