80. The Charms of Baiae -

B AIAE is happy Venus' golden shore,

Nature's alluring gift, her joy and pride,

And, though a thousand verses I should pour.

Yet must I leave her beauty half-belied.

Is Julius there? Nay, Fortune should deride

My greed if I should pray to meet him there;

And yet might heaven that double boon provide

Julius and Baiae — what a joy it were!

100. To Bassus -

The feast you gave me cost but half a crown,

Yet I must call next day in proper trim

And walk before your chair through half the town

To call on ten old hags of aspect grim.

My toga's worn and shabby I admit,

But half a crown won't buy the like of it.

94. To a Doctor -

To me 'tis filthy strychnine you dispense,

Then ask for wine! Why, damn your impudence!

In Homer, Glaucus for a crazy whim

Exchanges gold for bronze — am I like him?

Give a sweet draught to you and take instead

That bitter stuff? The fool is off his head.

Well take it then — but ere you drink it up

Pour a stiff dose of bromide in the cup!

93. A Toast to Domitian -

Pour out six measures from the older cask;

Why dally so? Nay, pour the deathless wine.

" What holy name has letters six, you ask,

Save Caesar"? Aye my thought you can divine;

So in my wreath ten lovely roses twine

For him the builder of the Flavian fane

And give me kisses ten to be a sign

That as a god Sarmaticus doth reign.

87. To Lupercus -

Seven goblets of Opimian, a bumper full was each,

I quaffed, and that will make a man a trifle thick of speech.

You chose this hour to come and say, " My Nasta I have freed,

He was my father's servant, pray just sign and seal the deed."

My seal is busy: if you call to-morrow 'twill be right,

The seal upon a cork is all that it can mark to-night.


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