113. The Enterprising Publisher -

Read , if you have good hours to waste
And leisure moments cloy,
The triflings of my callow taste
While yet I was a boy.
Though long I have forgotten it,
The nonsense you can buy;
For Pollius will not permit
Its feebleness to die.
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Martial
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