Social Commentaries
Book IX, Epigram 87 (Ker)
Translated by Walter C. A. Ker (1919–20) · From Epigrams (Loeb, 1919–20)
Social Commentaries
When, after seven cups of Opimian, I lie lisping amid my frequent potations, you bring me some document or other and say: "I have just bade Nasta to go free — he was my father's slave — put your seal." Better to-morrow, Lupercus: just now my ring only seals up flagons.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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