44. To Ovidius, with a Portrait of Caesonius -
Here in this bust your dear Caesonius lives,
And in the wax his very look survives.
Nero condemned him; but you boldly dared
To condemn the tyrant and his exile shared.
You would not in the consul's cortege go,
But went, a banished man, to Scylla's flow.
If names I write shall long endurance have
And these my books survive my mortal grave,
Know, future ages and this age to-day,
His care for Seneca you did him repay.
And in the wax his very look survives.
Nero condemned him; but you boldly dared
To condemn the tyrant and his exile shared.
You would not in the consul's cortege go,
But went, a banished man, to Scylla's flow.
If names I write shall long endurance have
And these my books survive my mortal grave,
Know, future ages and this age to-day,
His care for Seneca you did him repay.
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