Social Commentaries
Book XII, Epigram 1 (Ker)
Translated by Walter C. A. Ker (1919–20) · From Epigrams (Loeb, 1919–20)
Social Commentaries
While the nets are idle, and your barking Molossian hounds, and the wood is at rest, now you have found no boar, you will be able, Priscus, to bestow your leisure on my small volume. The hour is neither summer's nor is it lost to you wholly.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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Martial. “Book XII, Epigram 1 (Ker).” Translated by Walter C. A. Ker. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/martial/1355/.
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Martial. “Book XII, Epigram 1 (Ker).” Translated by Walter C. A. Ker. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/martial/1355/.
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