serica nam taceo vulsi carpenta nepotis atque armillatos colla Molossa canes, qui dabit immundae venalia fata saginae, vincet ubi erasas barba pudenda genas.
For I say nothing of her smooth-skinned spendthrifts silk-hung trap and his Molossian dogs with bracelets round their necks: some day he will sell his life to eat the foul mash of a gladiator, when to his shame a beard overruns his shaven cheeks.
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