“If any one should dream, O Pamphilus,

By sacrifice of bulls or goats—nay, then,

By Jupiter—of any such like things;

Or by presenting gold or purple robes,

Or images of ivory and gems;

If thus he thinks he may propitiate God,

He errs, and shows himself a silly one.

But let him rather useful be, and good,

Committing neither theft nor lustful deeds,

Nor murder foul, for earthly riches’ sake.

Let him of no man covet wife or child,

His splendid house, his wide-spread property,

His maiden, or his slave born in his house,

His horses, or his cattle, or his beeves,

Nay, covet not a pin, O Pamphilus,

For God, close by you, sees whate’er you do.

He ever with the wicked man is wroth,

But in the righteous takes a pleasure still,

Permitting him to reap fruit of his toil,

And to enjoy the bread his sweat has won.

But being righteous, see thou pay thy vows,

And unto God the giver offer gifts.

Place thy adorning not in outward shows,

But in an inward purity of heart;

Hearing the thunder then, thou shalt not fear,

Nor shalt thou flee, O master, at its voice,

For thou art conscious of no evil deed,

And God, close by you, sees whate’er you do.”