PERSIUS, SATIRE I
at Arretium. Nor do I want a man who thinks it funny to laugh at figures on a blackboard, or cones traced in the sand, and is ready to scream with joy if some saucy wench plucks a Cynic by the beard. To such gentlemen I would commend the play-bill in the morning, for the afternoon Calliroe."[1]
- ↑ Some mawkish sentimental poem, of the kind satirised above.
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