You complain, friend Swift, of the length of my epigrams, but you yourself write nothing. Yours are shorter.

Stop abusing my verses, or publish some of your own.

Invitas nullum nisi cum quo, Cotta, lavaris et dant convivam balnea sola tibi mirabar quare numquam me, Cotta, vocasses: iam scio me nudum displicuisse tibi.

Sera nimis vita est crastina: vive hodie.