Social Commentaries

Book XI, Epigram 101: Ad Flaccum

by Martial c. 40–c. 104

Translated by R. Fletcher (1656) · From Ex Otio Negotium (1656)

Social Commentaries

Flaccus I would not have a Wench so thin
Whose armes my litle Rings can compass in.
Whose buttock bones would shave, and knee prick harsh,
That wears th' Saws in her loyns, Spears in her arss.
Nor would I one that's of a thousand weight,
I'de have some flesh but not all glory fat,

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Martial. “Book XI, Epigram 101: Ad Flaccum.” Translated by R. Fletcher. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/martial/264/.

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Martial. “Book XI, Epigram 101: Ad Flaccum.” Translated by R. Fletcher. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/martial/264/.

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