Juvenal, Juvenal Satires — Satire 8
“ As choosing rather to be good than great. Convince the world that you're devout and true, Be just in all you say, and all you do; Whatever be your birth, you're sure to be A peer of the first magnitude to me: Rome for your sake shall push her conquests on, And bring new titles (4) home from nations won, To dignify so eminent a son. With your bless'd name shall every region sound, Loud as mad Egypt, when her priests have found A new Osiris (5) , for the ox they drown'd. But who will call those noble, who deface, By meaner acts, the glories of their race? ”
