An thou pluck of this orchard fruit to my guarding committed,How for losing the sweets grieve I thou quickly shalt learn.

Of vergers diligent guard (Priapus!), threatThese robbing loons with thy red amulet.

Not to be moved am I; shouldst thou, Thief, venture on thievingThese big apples, to thee pommes de bragues I will give.

Why, O ye pathic girls, with sidelong oglings observe me?Never this mentule of mine riseth erect from my groin.Yet though lifeless now and a pole to no one of service,Build me an altar and it shall be of service to all.

Right through the middle of lads and of lasses a passage shall pierceThis yard, yet shall it touch bearded ones only aloft.

Dodona is hallowed, Jupiter, to thee;To Juno Samos and to Dis Mykenae;While Taenarus' billowy seas confess the King.Pallas preserveth the Cecropian towers;Pythius Delphos, navel of the world;Delia the Cretan Isle and Cynthian hills;Faunus hath Maenalos and Arcadian groves.Rhodos is happy protégé of Sol;