carmina nunc si non studiumque, quod obfuit, odi, sit satis; ingenio sic fuga parta meo. tu tamen i pro me, tu, cui licet, aspice Romam. di facerent, possem nunc meus esse liber! nec te, quod venias magnam peregrinus in urbem, ignotum populo posse venire puta.
Now let it be enough if I do not hate poetry and the pursuit which has injured me; through that my own wit has brought me exile. But do you go in my stead, do you, who are permitted to do so, gaze on Rome! Would that the gods might grant me now to be my book!'and think not, because you enter into the great city as one from foreign lands, that you can come as a stranger to the people.
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