Priapeia
Priaepia
by divers poets in English verse and prose. Translated by Sir Richard Burton and Leonard C. Smithers
- Roses in spring in the autumn fruits and in summer they bring me
- Wheat-ears, while to my mind winter is horrible pest;
- For that the cold I dread lest I being god made of timber
- End me as fuel for fire chopped by those ignorant boors.