Social Commentaries
Book V, Epigram 71 (Ker)
Translated by Walter C. A. Ker (1919–20) · From Epigrams (Loeb, 1919–20)
Where moist Trebula stands above the cool vales, and the green field is chill in the months of the Crab, a farm by Cleonae's lion never spoilt, and a house ever welcoming the Aeolian south-west wind, summon you, Faustinus; on these hills spend your long harvest-time: presently Tibur will seem to you a winter place.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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