27. To Gallus -

You ask me not to dine although
I've often entertained you;
If all your hosts were treated so
I never had arraigned you;

But you are mean to me alone,
So neither can be blameless;
That I'm a fool I freely own
And, Gallus, you are shameless.
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Martial
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