“For as long as he lives, a man has no greater glory
than that which he makes with his own hands and feet”
οὐ μὲν γὰρ μεῖζον κλέος ἀνέρος, ὄφρα κεν ᾖσιν,
ἢ ὅ τι ποσσίν τε ῥέξῃ καὶ χερσὶν ἑῇσιν.
Or so a Prince Dandy says to the long-suffering war veteran Odysseus
(Does this prompt the type of strife Horace talks about?)