When your read Goethe's Roman Elegies you will experience his Erotic Excursion to Roman. This would introduce him to the Classical Period and would effect his writings. In one of his diary snippets he tells of a moment in a hotel overlooking the ruins of the Roman Forum. It was early moring and the sun had just came up. The view from his window was spectacular. He began to compose a poem in iambic pentameter. And he beat out the rhythm on the back of his courtesan who was sleeping at his side.
Badda Bing Badda Bang!
Pardon moi the pun!
I was gonna say that. I recommend Juvenal's Satires -
When the rich man has a call of social duty, the mob makes way for him as he is borne swiftly over their heads in a huge Liburnian car. He writes or reads or sleeps inside as he goes along, for the closed window of the car induces slumber. Yet he will arrive before us; hurry as we may, we are blocked by a surging crowd in front, and by a dense mass of people pressing in on us from behind: one man digs an elbow into me, another a hard sedan pole; one bangs a beam, another a wine-cask, against my head. My legs are beplastered with mud; soon huge feet trample on me from every side, and a soldier plants his hobnails firmly on my toe. - Satire III