GetPassage urn:cts:latinLit:phi1103.phi001.lascivaroma-eng1:32.2-33.8 urn:cts:latinLit:phi1103.phi001.lascivaroma-eng1:32.2-33.8

Chaster than Vesta's self thou may'st remainElse thee my belly's arm shall loosen soOut of thy proper anus thou shalt flow.

A damsel drier than the raisin'd grape,Warmer than boxwood or than virgin wax,Who pismires clustering on her every limbMaketh a bulky-corpulent folk appear;One whose unopened bowels through her skinThe Tuscan wizard can at will prospect;One who like rotten pounce so lacking juiceNone ever saw her with a slavering lip;