Bk XV:871-879 Ovid's Envoi.
And now the work is done, that Jupiter's anger, fire or sword cannot erase, nor the gnawing tooth of time. Let that day, that only has power over my body, end, when it will, my uncertain span of years: yet the best part of me will be borne, immortal, beyond the distant stars. Wherever Rome's influence extends, over the lands it has civilized, I will be spoken, on people's lips: and, famous through all the ages, if there is truth in poets' prophecies, vivam--I shall live.
