Sic umbrosa tibi contingant tecta, Priape, ne capiti soles, ne noceantque nives: quae tua formosos cepit sollertia? certe non tibi barba nitet, non tibi culta coma est; nudus et hibernae producis frigora brumae, nudus et aestivi tempora sicca Canis.
Priapus, tell me'so may the sheltering shade be thine, nor thy head be harmed by sun or snows'what cunning of thine captures the handsome lads? Sure thou hast no glossy beard nor well-kept hair. Naked thou art all through the cold of stormy winter, naked through the parching season of the Dog-stars heats.
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