Social Commentaries
Book II, Epigram 66 (Ker)
Translated by Walter C. A. Ker (1919–20) · From Epigrams (Loeb, 1919–20)
One curl of the whole round of hair had gone astray, badly fixed by an insecure pin. This crime Lalage avenged with the mirror in which she had observed it, and Plecusa, smitten, fell because of those cruel locks. Cease any more, Lalage, to trick out your ill-omened tresses; and let no maid touch your distempered head. May salamander mark it, or ruthless razor rasp it bare, that your features may befit your mirror.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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