disce, puer, (nec enim externo monitore petendus virtutis tibi pulcher amor: cognata ministret laus animos, aliis Decii reducesque Camilli monstrentur), tu disce patrem: quantusque nigrantem fluctibus occiduis fessoque Hyperione Thulen intrarit mandata gerens quantusque potentis mille urbes Asiae sortito rexerit anno imperium mulcente toga.
Learn, my boy (for you do not have to seek fair love of valor from a stranger monitor; let kindred glory give you courage, let Decii and returning Camilli be held up for others), learn of your father: in what greatness he entered Thule darkling in the waves of sunset, where Hyperion comes aweary, bearing his commission; how greatly too he governed the thousand cities of mighty Asia for his allotted year, gown tempering command.
final_alignments\Statius_Silvae_Book5.json