Social Commentaries
Book III, Epigram 10 (Ker)
Translated by Walter C. A. Ker (1919–20) · From Epigrams (Loeb, 1919–20)
Philomusus, your father an-anged to allow you two thousand sesterces a month, and every day he handed you that allowance, seeing that on the heels of luxury trod ever to-morrow's beggary, and your vices called for a daily wage. Dying he also left you heir to every penny. Your father has disinherited you, Philomusus!
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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