Social Commentaries
Book VI, Epigram 27 (Ker)
Translated by Walter C. A. Ker (1919–20) · From Epigrams (Loeb, 1919–20)
Nepos, doubly my neighbour — for you too dwell full nigh to Flora, you too in old Ficeliae — a daughter you have, whose face is stamped with the semblance of her sire, a witness to her mother's virtue! Yet spare not overmuch your old Falernian; rather leave your jars filled with coin. Loving let her be, let her be rich, but let your daughter drink new wine: a flagon, new to-day, will grow aged with its mistress. Let not a Caecuban vintage cheer only childless men; fathers, too, can enjoy life: believe my word.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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