Priapeia

Priaepia

by divers poets in English verse and prose. Translated by Sir Richard Burton and Leonard C. Smithers

  1. Wont our mentule to wear eyebrow up-drawn in surprise.
  1. A certain person, an thou please (Priapus!),
  2. Plays me, a girl with piles full many piled;
  3. And nor she gives me nor denies her gift,
  4. While for deferring ever finds she cause.
  5. But, if to 'joy her shall our lot befall,
  6. We will (Priapus!) gird thy total yard
  7. With the twin garlands to thy favours due.
  1. What be this pother? For what cause suspects
  2. My mind so many thieves will rob my garth,
  3. When all pay forfeit (as on us they light)
  4. Of being diggèd deep to bending loins?
  5. Here be no better Figs than neighbours, figs
  6. Nor Grapes as pluckt by blond-haired Areté,