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That _Monster of Rome_, who no equal can claim,
For the crimes that for ever, have blacken'd his name.
_Augustus's sister_, great Anthony's wife,
Whom he left for that beauty, who cost him his life.
The _Emperor_, who thought it improper to lay,
When death call'd his soul from his body away,
Determin'd the summons undaunted to meet,
And was plac'd by his courtiers erect on his feet.
That _Prince_ whom the Romans delighted to name,
As first of their race, tho' from Venus he came.
That _Emperor_ gigantic, who for his ring chose
A bracelet, the wrist of his wife could enclose.
The harsh _Roman Father_, who sternly sat by
To condemn, and behold, his own children die.
The _conquer'd_, whom first Cincinnatus did doom
To pass through the yoke, for contending with Rome.
Last one of the _Twins_, who was nurs'd by a goat,
Yet founded old Rome, that great city of note.
Now take the _initials_, and put them together,
They'll tell you a month, that has often wet weather.