Social Commentaries
Book X, Epigram 6 (Ker)
Translated by Walter C. A. Ker (1919–20) · From Epigrams (Loeb, 1919–20)
Happy are they to whom Fortune's urn has given to see our Captain ablaze with northern suns and stars! When shall that day be whereon plain and tree shall be radiant, and every casement dight with Latin dames? When shall be hope's sweet delays and the long trail of dust behind Caesar, and all Rome visible on the Flaminian Way? When will ye come, ye knights, and ye painted Moors in your tunics of Nile, and one voice of the people go up, "Does he come? "?
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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