Philippa's Tomb
A weighty slab of marble keeps Philippa
trapped.
With less, her husband feared, she
might've escaped.
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Who was I, you ask? Well, Philippa was
my name.
No, no more questions. I'll not play
that game.
Let's say, “A woman, I found no
womanly thing alien,”
and hope you'll take that in the good
sense I mean.
Something personal? Do
you even know yourself?
Now, mind your own business and bugger
off.
[ Epigram: Marmoris ingenti sub pondere clausa ]
Marmoris ingenti sub pondere clausa Philippa est:
Cavit vir tandem ne ulterius fugeret.
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Quaeris quae fuerim? Me scito fuisse
Philippam:
Plura rogas? Nolo plura loqui, nisi quod
Nil alienum
a me mulier muliebre putavi:
Hoc, heus! in partem accipe, quaeso,
bonam.
Quid tibi vis? An me interius vis nosse? Quid ipsum
Ten
noscis? Prior haec sit tibi cura, et abi.
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