Priapeia
Priaepia
by divers poets in English verse and prose. Translated by Sir Richard Burton and Leonard C. Smithers
- Plunging thine errant head in plashing mire.
- Why lies it lazy? Doth its sloth displease thee?
- For once thou mayest weaken it unavenged;
- But when that golden boy again shall come,
- Soon as his patter on the path shalt hear,
- Grant that a restless swelling rouse my nerve
- Lustful a-sudden and upraise it high,
- Nor cease excite it and excite it more
- Till wanton Venus burst my weakened side.
- Neither of garden nor of blessèd vine
- But of a little holt (Priapus!) guard,