tum me compones et dices ossa, Properti, haec tua sunt: eheu tu mihi certus eras, certus eras eheu, quamvis nec sanguine avito nobilis et quamvis non ita dives eras.
Then you will lay me to rest and say Here lie your bones, Propertius. Alas, you were faithful to me, faithful to me, alas, although sprung of ignoble ancestry and none too prosperous.
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