Social Commentaries
Book III, Epigram 12 (Ker)
Translated by Walter C. A. Ker (1919–20) · From Epigrams (Loeb, 1919–20)
Social Commentaries
Good unguent, I allow, you gave your guests yesterday, but you carved nothing. Tis a droll thing to be scented and to starve. He who doesn't dine, and is anointed, Fabullus, seems to me to be in very truth a corpse.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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Martial. “Book III, Epigram 12 (Ker).” Translated by Walter C. A. Ker. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/martial/552/.
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