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In your judgment virtue requires no reward, and is to be sought for itself, unaccompanied by external benefits. [Lat., Judice te mercede caret, per seque petenda est Externis virtus incomitata bonis.]

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Ovid
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Publius Ovidius Naso
P. Ovidius Naso
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