M. iam puerum calamos et odorae vincula cerae iungere non cohibes, levibus quem saepe cicutis ludere conantem vetuisti fronte paterna?
M. Ah! do you not now stop the lad from joining his reeds in bonds of fragrant wax, as with a father-like frown you often checked him when he tried to play on slender hemlock-stems?
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