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A beautiful young man (long, chestnut tresses), name of Jeremy

offended our expectations with furtive Homosexuality:

he had fallen in love with a slave---in permanent slavery:

someone's investment and productive property.

And none of us could decide which was the worst

aspect. And we plotted with a fervent frequency

that for such a deliberate and doubled perversity,

our young friend of (chestnut locks and nineteen years) should be

punished with the utmost severity;

believing that this was right and correct morally.

But the Poet who signed his verses as "Nugator,"

forbid us to act as planned, and not even to speak of it any more.

He said our rage was like paste jewelry worn by a wallowing hog,

and then he read to us his favorite poem by Vergil, the "Second Eclogue."

After Vergil's poem, he told us what Christ's Gospel had to say:

no harm to Jeremy or his lover---who are still together this very day,

in unfettered and unquestioned, consensual liberty.

Starward