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Translations from Martial

Martial

Marcus Valerius Martialis (whose dates are approximately 38AD to 102AD) was a Roman poet born in Spain, best known for his twelve books of Epigrams, which satirise Roman life and personalities.

 
IV.69

Papylus, it’s true you serve the very best
Setine or Massic to your guests,
But a nasty rumour says these wines
Are not as good as their label; that four times
You’ve become a widower with their aid. I don’t think
This, or believe it – but thank you, I won’t drink.

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V.51

This chap here – his left arm loaded
With books, attended by a beardless troop
Of twittering notaries, who frowns
So learnedly at proffered papers, looking
As grave as Cato, Brutus, Cicero –
Is quite unable to manage the words
“Good morning” in either Latin or Greek.
Torture couldn’t elicit them. If you think I’m joking,
Rufus, let’s just say hello.

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VI.40

Glycera will be
What you were, Lycoris, to me;
That’s how much time can do.
It’s just a difference
Of tense:
I want her. I wanted you.
 

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XI.63

You watch me bathing, and wonder aloud
From time to time about my lovely boys –
Why are they so suspiciously well-hung?
I’ll answer your question frankly, Philomusus.
They have the task of buggering nosy-parkers.

translated by
Brent Southgate


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