Priapeia
Priaepia
by divers poets in English verse and prose. Translated by Sir Richard Burton and Leonard C. Smithers
- Theseus found lying in the fosse a-cold!)
- Hither with tottering gait is wont to come;
- And, wrinkled hands upraising to the stars,
- Begs that she'll never fail a yard to find;
- And, as yester'een she prayed ere daylight fled
- One of three teeth she happened out to crache.
- 'Bear it afar (cried I) and let it lurk
- Beneath thy tattered robe and tawny stole;
- (Fen as 'tis ever wont); and dread the fight
- Of meagre jaws which ope with such a gape--