A robber famed for greed exceeding wonder(Eke a Cilician) would this garden plunder;Yet in its vasty space, Fabullus, naughtSave a Priapus stood in marble wroughtSo the Cilician, who with hand sans pelfScornèd departing, stole Priapus' self.

Carved me no rustic boor his artless sickle a-plying:Here of the bailiff thou see'st noble and notable work;For that the wealthiest swain who owns the lands Caërétan(Hilarus) holds these hills sloping in sunniest folds.See with my well-shaped face how seem I not to be wooden,