14. A Theatre Incident

N ANNEIUS was wont in the days long ago
To capture a place in the very front row;
But now they won't let him, and so yesterday
When he'd moved once or twice, he devised a new way.
He covered his face with his cloak, save one eye
Wherewith he contrived at the players to spy;
And wishing to make the best of a bad job
Crouched down 'twixt the seats just behind Hob and Nob.
Ejected from here, to the end of a seat
That faced on the gangway, he beat a retreat,
Half-standing, half-squatting, with infinite labour
To cheat both Liitus and his next-door neighbour.
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Martial
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