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 Thou art so witty, profligate and thin,
 At once we think thee Satan, Death and Sin.  
 Thou art so witty, profligate and thin,
 At once we think thee Satan, Death and Sin. 
 What is an epigram? a dwarfish whole,
 Its body brevity, and wit its soul.  
 What is an epigram? a dwarfish whole,
 Its body brevity, and wit its soul. 
 You ask for lively epigrams, and propose lifeless subjects. What 
can I do, Caecilianus? You expect Hyblaen or Hymethian read more 
 You ask for lively epigrams, and propose lifeless subjects. What 
can I do, Caecilianus? You expect Hyblaen or Hymethian honey to 
be produced, and yet offer the Attic bee nothing but Corsican 
thyme? 
 Sir Drake whom well the world's end knew
 Which thou did'st compass round,
  And whom both Poles read more 
 Sir Drake whom well the world's end knew
 Which thou did'st compass round,
  And whom both Poles of heaven once saw
   Which North and South do bound,
    The stars above would make thee known,
     If men here silent were;
      The sun himself cannot forget
       His fellow traveller. 
 You complain, Velox, that the epigrams which I write are long. 
You yourself write nothing; your attempts are shorter.  
 You complain, Velox, that the epigrams which I write are long. 
You yourself write nothing; your attempts are shorter. 
 I could do without your face, and your neck, and your hands, and 
your limbs, and your bosom, and read more 
 I could do without your face, and your neck, and your hands, and 
your limbs, and your bosom, and other of your charms. Indeed, 
not to fatigue myself with enumerating each of them, I could do 
without you, Chloe, altogether. 
 You are pretty,--we know it; and young,--it is true; and rich,--
who can deny it? But when you praise yourself read more 
 You are pretty,--we know it; and young,--it is true; and rich,--
who can deny it? But when you praise yourself extravagantly, 
Fabulla, you appear neither rich, nor pretty, nor young. 
 Since your legs, Phoebus, resemble the horns of the moon, you 
might bathe your feet in a cornucopia.  
 Since your legs, Phoebus, resemble the horns of the moon, you 
might bathe your feet in a cornucopia. 
 Never think of leaving perfumes or wine to your heir. Administer 
these yourself, and let him have your money.  
 Never think of leaving perfumes or wine to your heir. Administer 
these yourself, and let him have your money.