Social Commentaries
Book XII, Epigram 77 (Ker)
Translated by Walter C. A. Ker (1919–20) · From Epigrams (Loeb, 1919–20)
While with many prayers he addressed Jupiter, standing all the time, with eyes upturned, on the tips of his toes, Aethon in the Cajiitol broke wind. Men laughed, but the Father of the Gods himself was offended, and amerced his client in domiciliary dinners for three nights. After this outrage wretched Aethon, when he is minded to enter tlie Capitol, makes beforehand for Paterclius' latrines, and lets off his piece ten and twenty times. But, however much he has taken precautions by this crepitation, 'tis with constricted buttocks he addresses Jove!
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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