Book IX, Epigram 76 (Ker)

This face you see is that of my Camonius: this was his childish face and infant form. These features had grown manlier in twice ten years, and his beard gladly was tinging its native cheek, and darkening down, shaved but once, had newly besprent the scissors' tip. Jealous was one Sister of the Three, and she cut the thread from the wool too quickly spun, and an urn gave back to the sire the ashes from afar. Yet, that not alone be the picture that bespeaks a boy, in my lay shall this, a nobler likeness, be found.