Book VI, Epigram 38 (Ker)

See you how little Regulus, not yet full three years old, himself too listens, and applauds his father's speech, and, when he sees his sire, leaves his mother's lap and feels his father's glory also his own? Already the acclaim, and the Hundred Court, and the crowd in a dense ring, and the Julian Basilica, please his infant mind. The offspring of a mettled steed so rejoices in the thick dust of the course, so the steer with unarmed brow longs for battle. Ye gods, fulfil, I pray, for mother and father their prayer, that Regulus may listen to his son, she to both!