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horace-works_38		horace-works_38			.txt	text/plain	71	5	82	ODES I. ODE XXXVIII. TO HIS SERVANT Boy, I detest the pomp of the Persians; chaplets, which are woven with the rind of the linden, displease me; give up the search for the place where the latter rose abides. It is my particular desire that you make no laborious addition to the plain myrtle ;for myrtle is neither unbecoming you a servant, nor me, while I quaff under this mantling vine.	./cache/horace-works_38.txt	./txt/horace-works_38.txt