non ita se praebet nobis Fortuna secundam, ut tibi sit ratio laudis habenda tuae. donec eram sospes, tituli tangebar amore, quaerendique mihi nominis ardor erat.
Fortune is not now so favourable to me that you should take account of your praise. In the time of my security I was touched by the love of renown, and I burned to win a name.
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