1My Tuscan estate has been battered by hail; in the region beyond the Po there is reported to be the greatest abundance, but equal cheapness: only my Laurentine villa brings me any return. 2I own nothing there, it is true, except a house and a garden and, straight after them, the sands, yet it alone brings me a return. 2For there I do most of my writing, and cultivate not land, which I do not have, but myself, with my studies; 2and already, just as elsewhere I can show you a full granary, so there I can show you a full writing-case. 3So you too, if you long for estates that are reliable and productive, acquire something on this shore.
3Farewell.