Social Commentaries
Book XII, Epigram 72 (Ker)
Translated by Walter C. A. Ker (1919–20) · From Epigrams (Loeb, 1919–20)
Having purchased the acres of a small farm lying hid near the tombs, and an ill-built cottage with a shored-up roof, you desert the city law-suits, that were your landed estate, Pannychus, and the small but certain reward of your threadbare gown. Wheat, millet, and barley and beans you used to sell when you were an attorney: you buy them now you are a farmer.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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