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De Erotio, Epig. 35.
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De Erotio, Epig. 35.
Ye Parents Fronto and Flaccilla hereTo you I doe commend my Girle, my Deare,
Least pale Erotion tremble at the shades,
And the fowl Dog of Hell's prodigious heads,
Her age fullfilling just six winters was,
Had she but known so many dayes to pass.
'Mongst you old Patrons may she sport and play,
And with her lisping tongue my name oft say.
May the smooth turf her soft bones hide, and bee
O Earth as light to her as she to thee!
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