Invite to visit such unvirginal site.For heart and senses did forbid me quiteTo set the choir Pïérian, chaste and fair,Before Priapus' tool--such deed to dare.Then whatsoe'er I wrote when idly gay,And on this Temple-wall for note I lay,Take in good part--such is the prayer I pray.

Darkly might I to thee say: Oh give me for ever and everWhat thou may'st constantly give while of it nothing be lost:Give me what vainly thou'lt long to bestow in the days that are comingWhen that invidious beard either soft cheek shall invade;What unto Jove gave he who, borne by the worshipful flyer,Mixes the gratefullest cups, ever his leman's delight;What on the primal night maid gives to her love-longing bridegroom