Volusius' Annals, paper scum-bewrayed!Fulfil that promise erst my damsel made;Who vowed to Holy Venus and her son,Cupid, should I return to her anonAnd cease to brandish iamb-lines accurst,The writ selected erst of bards the worstShe to the limping Godhead would devoteWith slowly-burning wood of illest note.This was the vilest which my girl could findWith vow facetious to the Gods assigned. Now, 0 Creation of the azure sea,Holy Idalium, Urian havenryHaunting, Ancona, Cnidos' reedy site,Amathus, Golgos, and the tavern hightDurrachium-thine Adrian abode—The vow accepting, recognize the vowedAs not unworthy and unhandsome naught.But do ye meanwhile to the fire be brought, That teem with boorish jest of sorry blade, Volusius' Annals, paper scum-bewrayed.