More Martial

During a whole night of pleasure, the beauteous Phyllis had shown herself kind to me in every way; and, as I was thinking in the morning what present to make her, whether a pound of Cosmus’ or Niceros’ perfumes, or a piece of fine Spanish wool, or ten yellow coins of Domitian, she threw her arms round my neck, and caressing me with a long kiss, like those of amorous doves, proceeded to ask me for—-a jar of wine.

Martial Epigrams Book 14

Read that and marvel on his attention to detail.  In a master stroke, he cut Phyllis to a shadowy bit all while keeping himself the angelic one.


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