Book V, Epigram 10: Ad Regulum de fama Poetarum

What's this? that fame to living men's denyd.
And Readers their own Lines seldom affect?
(Regulus) these are tricks of envious pride,
The present still for old things to reject.
So most ingrate wee seek old Pompey's shades,
And praise the tottered fane of Catulus.
While Maro liv'd, Ennius whole Rome invades
And Homer's age laughd him rediculous.
Crowned Menander seldom heard a shout,
Corinna her owne Naso knew alone,
O my small books nere hasten to goe out,
If praise come after death I'le not go on.