Boil wi' the rabidest rage at dire default of a husband Learning the manifold thefts of her omnivolent Jove,Yet with the Gods mankind 'tis nowise righteous to liken,Rid me of graceless task fit for a tremulous sire. Yet was she never to me by hand paternal committedWhenas she came to my house reeking Assyrian scents;Nay, in the darkness of night her furtive favours she deigned me,Self-willed taking herself from very mate's very breast.Wherefore I hold it enough since given to us and us onlyBoon of that day with Stone whiter than wont she denotes.This to thee—all that I can—this offering couched in verses(Allius!) as my return give I for service galore;