nec te paeniteat calamo trivisse labellum: haec eadem ut sciret, quid non faciebat Amyntas? est mihi disparibus septem compacta cicutis fistula, Damoetas dono mihi quam dedit olim et dixit moriens te nunc habet ista secundum.
Nor would you be sorry to have chafed your lip with a reed; to learn this same art, what did not Amyntas do? I have a pipe formed of seven uneven hemlock stalks, a gift Damoetas once gave me and said, as he lay a-dying, Now it claims you as its second master.
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