Explore "Advising Chloe" by Franklin P. Adams on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
Horace: Book I, Ode 23 / _"Vitas hinnuleo me similis, Chloe -- -- "_
Why shun me, my Chloe? Nor pistol nor bowie / Is mine with intention to kill.
And yet like a llama you run to your mamma; / You tremble as though you were ill.
No lion to rend you, no tiger to end you, / I'm tame as a bird in a cage.
That counsel maternal can run for _The Journal_ -- / You get me, I guess. You're of age.