48. To Garricus -
A QUARTER of your goods you vowed to leave me,
And swore by all the gods you'd not deceive me;
I thought you speaking truly when you said it, —
For who would doubt what he desires to credit? —
So sent you gifts to foster your intentions;
Amongst them was a boar of huge dimensions
Like Meleager's. Half the town you fêted
Till even greediest epicures were sated;
Yet — who'd believe it? — I was not invited,
No scraps of ribs or tail my gift requited;
If not one single ounce of pig I merit,
What of the pounds I hoped I might inherit?
And swore by all the gods you'd not deceive me;
I thought you speaking truly when you said it, —
For who would doubt what he desires to credit? —
So sent you gifts to foster your intentions;
Amongst them was a boar of huge dimensions
Like Meleager's. Half the town you fêted
Till even greediest epicures were sated;
Yet — who'd believe it? — I was not invited,
No scraps of ribs or tail my gift requited;
If not one single ounce of pig I merit,
What of the pounds I hoped I might inherit?
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