Priapeia
Priaepia
by divers poets in English verse and prose. Translated by Sir Richard Burton and Leonard C. Smithers
- Yet, if she's moneyed, she's again a girl.
- Whatever thief shall trick my faith may he
- Wither, far banisht from th' effeminate bum!
- Whatever damsel plucks with wanton hand
- This fruitage, never find she one to strum!
- Know, lest due warning be denied by thee,
- An thief thou come male whore shalt surely flee.
- Hadst thou as many of apples as offers of verses (Priapus!),
- Richer than Alcinous ancient of days were thy lot.
- Why, cultivator, vainly moan to me
- That I, a fruitful apple-tree whilom,
- For two autumnal seasons barren stand?
- Weighs me not down (as deemest thou) old age
- Nor am I floggèd by the hailstone hard,
- Nor yet my burgeon-gems a-budding new
- Are burnt by rigours of a wintry spring:
- Neither the winds nor rains nor yet the droughts
- Caused just complaining to the apple-tree;
- Nor me the starling or the robber 'Daw
- Or crow as crone old-grown or watery goose