{"collection":"Classics","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/cla/priap/prp70.htm","path":"cla/priap/prp70.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/cla/priap/prp70.htm","text":"Cum fici tibi suavitas subibit\n et iam porrigere huc manum libebit,\n ad me respice, fur, et aestimato,\n quot pondo est tibi mentulam cacandum.\nWhen the fig's honied sweet thy taste shall catch\n And hither tempt thee hand of thee to stretch;\n Glance at my nature, Thief! and estimate\n The mentule thou must cack and what's it weight.\nWhen the sweetness of the fig shall come into thy mind and thou shalt long to stretch forth thine hand hither, glance mindfully on me, O thief, and calculate what weight of mentule will be voided by thee.","title":"70. When the fig's honied sweet thy taste shall catch","type":"page"}