Book VII, Epigram 63 (Ker)

You who read the undying works of immortal Silius, poems worthy of the Latin gown, think you the Muses' retreats only have delighted the bard, and Bacchic chaplets on poetic locks? Buskined Maro's sacred art he essayed not ere he had wrought to the full great Cicero's work; the stately spear of the Hundred Court admires him still, of him many a client speaks in grateful tone. When, with the twice six axes, he had ruled the mighty year hallowed by the freedom of the world regained, his veteran years he gave in their turn to the Muses and to Phoebus, and, instead of his own forum, courts Helicon now.