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 the best thing in friendship. Then as to my health, about which you enquire, I had already written to you that I was suffering so much pain in the shoulder that I could not succeed in writing the very letter in which I mentioned it, but, contrary to my usual custom, had to employ another hand

? 144–145 A.D.

To my master, greeting.

These things at present Farewell, my dearest Fronto, my mother greets you. Greet our consul and our lady.

145–147 A.D.

To my Lord.

If you have any love at all for me, sleep those nights that you may come into the Senate with a good colour and read with a strong voice.

145–147 A.D.

To my master.

I can never love you enough: I will sleep.

145–147 A.D.

To my Lord.

For pity's sake, cancel one word from your speech and, I entreat you, never use it—dictio for oratio. Farewell, my Lord, my everlasting glory. Greet my Lady your mother.

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