Laugh, Caesar, at the royal wonders of the pyramids; now barbaric Memphis is silent about its eastern handicraft—how very small a part of the Palatine palace is Egyptian labor! The light of day sees nothing brighter in the whole world. You could believe that the seven hills rose up all together, and Ossa carried Thessalian Pelion (mountain on top of mountain) less high. It penetrates the sky so high that its clear summit, hidden among the shining stars, strikes thunder from a lower cloud and is filled with the mystic power of Apollo before Circe sees the face of her father the Sun as he rises. Nevertheless this palace, Augustus, that strikes the stars with its roof, is equal to the heavens but less than its lord.