Book I, Epigram 108: Ad Lucium Julium

Most famous Julius thou sayst oft to mee,
Th'art idle, write things for eternitie:
Give me such boons I cry, such as of old
Horace and Virgil from their Patron hold,
Ile strive to raise my cares beyond times date,
And snatch my name from fire's consuming hate,
The Oxe on barren fields his yoke wiln't beare,
A fast soyle tyres, but yet the labour's dear.