He has not lived badly whose birth and death has been unnoticed by the world.
Mountains will be in labour, and the birth will be an absurd little mouse.
Luck cannot change birth.
Joys do not fall to the rich alone; nor has he lived ill of whose birth and death no one took note.
The mountains are in labour, the birth will be an absurd little mouse.
Though you strut proud of your money, yet fortune has not changed your birth. [Lat., Licet superbus ambules pecuniae, Fortuna non mutat genus.]