{"collection":"Classics","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/cla/priap/prp85.htm","path":"cla/priap/prp85.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/cla/priap/prp85.htm","text":"Non horti neque palmitis beati\n sed rari nemoris, Priape, custos,\n ex quo natus es et potes renasci,\n furaces, moneo, manus repellas\n et siluam domini focis reserues:\n si defecerit haec, et ipse lignum es.\nNeither of garden nor of bless\u00e8d vine\n But of a little holt (Priapus!) guard,\n Wherein wast born and may'st be born again;\n I warn thee plundering hand alway repel\n And keep the fuel for thy master's fire--\n An this be wanting, mind! of wood thou art.\nPriapus, guardian not of a garden nor of the sacred vine but of the little grove from which thou wert born and mayst again be born. I warn thee drive off thievish hands and preserve the wood for thy master's hearth. If this be wanting, remember thou too art wooden.[1]","title":"85. Neither of garden nor of blessed vine","type":"page"}