Lucillius
A MISER’S DREAM
Flint dream’d he gave a feast, ’twas regal fare,
And hang’d himself in ’s sleep in sheer despair.
Nicarchus
THE GREAT CONTENTION
Three dwarfs contended by a state decree,
Which was the least and lightest of the three.
First, Hermon came, and his vast skill to try,
With thread in hand leap’d through a needle’s eye.
Forth from a crevice Demas then advanc’d
And on a spider’s web securely danc’d.