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ODES I, 38 (2) by QUINTUS HORATIUS FLACCUS

First Line: BOY, I HATE THEIR EMPTY SHOWS
Last Line: WAITING WITH THY MASTER'S WINE.

Persicos odi, puer, apparatus.

BOY, I hate their empty shows,
Persian garlands I detest,
Bring not me the late-blown rose,
Lingering after all the rest.

Plainer myrtle pleases me,
Thus outstretched beneath my vine,
Myrtle more becoming thee,
Waiting with thy master's wine.



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