77. On Carus

C ARUS is dead; the infamous deceiver;
To crown his many crimes he died of fever!
That fever too was cruel and malignant,
It should have been a quartan, more benignant;
For had it brought the germs of that to fill him,
He might have lived to let the doctor kill him.
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Martial
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