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Ausonius Epig Post by :dukesta3 Category :Poems Author :Richard Lovelace Date :October 2011 Read :2131

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Ausonius Epig

Ausonius Epig

Emptis quod libris tibi bibliotheca referta est,
Doctum et grammaticum te, philomuse, putas.
Quinetiam cytharas, chordas et barbita conde:
Mercator hodie, cras citharoedus, eris.


IN ENGLISH.

Because with bought books, sir, your study's fraught,
A learned grammarian you would fain be thought;
Nay then, buy lutes and strings; so you may play
The merchant now, the fidler, the next day.





(The end)
Richard Lovelace's poem: Ausonius Epig

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