Social Commentaries
Book III, Epigram 74 (Ker)
Translated by Walter C. A. Ker (1919–20) · From Epigrams (Loeb, 1919–20)
With salve you smooth your cheeks, and with hair-eradicator your bald pate: surely you are not afraid, Gargilianus, of a barber? How will your nails fare? for those at least you cannot trim with resin or Venetian clay. Give over, if you have any shame, making a sight of your wretched bald pate: this is wont to be done by women elsewhere, Gargilianus.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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Martial. “Book III, Epigram 74 (Ker).” Translated by Walter C. A. Ker. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/martial/611/.
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