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Book XII, Epigram 11 (Ker)
Translated by Walter C. A. Ker (1919–20) · From Epigrams (Loeb, 1919–20)
Bear greeting, Muse, to your Parthenius and mine; for who more fully drinks of the Aonian stream? Whose lyre with clearer tone sounds forth from Pimpla's grot? Whom of the Pierian band loves Phoebus more? And if by chance — yet can I scarce so hope— he shall be at leisure, bid him offer with his own hand my verses to our Chief, and in four words only let him commend my shrinking and brief little book: "This thy Rome reads."
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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Martial. “Book XII, Epigram 11 (Ker).” Translated by Walter C. A. Ker. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/martial/1365/.
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Martial. “Book XII, Epigram 11 (Ker).” Translated by Walter C. A. Ker. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/martial/1365/.
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