Social Commentaries
Book IX, Epigram 97 (Ker)
Translated by Walter C. A. Ker (1919–20) · From Epigrams (Loeb, 1919–20)
A certain fellow, dearest Julius, is bursting with envy; because Rome reads me, he is bursting with envy. He is bursting with envy because in every tlirong I am always pointed out with the finger, he is bursting with envy. He is bursting with envy because each Caesar gave me the right of a father of three sons/ he is bursting with envy. He is bursting with envy because I have a suburban farm and a small house in town, he is bursting with envy. He is bursting with envy because I am delightful to my friends, because I am often a guest, he is bursting with envy. He is bursting with envy because I am loved and my works are approved. Let anyone, whoever he is, who is bursting with envy, burst!
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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