With industry I spread your praise.
With equal, you my censure blaze;
But, Zoilus, all in vain we do —
The world nor credits me nor you.

Though you I praise, you me abuse, 'tis vain: For we can neither any credence gain. | Hoyt Hopewell Hudson, The Epigram in the English Renaissance (Princeton UP, 1947), p. 115, identifies the original as itself a translation, from the seventh Epistola of Libanius, Lebanii Opera, ed. R. Foerster (Leipzig, 1921), vol. x, p. 3: Σὺ μὲν ἡμᾶς εἶπας κακῶς, ἡμεις δε καλῶς. ἀλλ᾽ οὔτε σοί τις οὔτ᾽ ἐμοὶ πείσεται.

by F. P. Barnard, A Fardel of Epigrams (1922), p. 53, no. 44