Thou, of unrighteous thought, that hardly canstRefrain from robbing this my garden-plot,With foot-long fascinum shalt bulghar'd be:Yet if so mighty grievous punishmentProfit thee naught, at higher stead I'll strike.

Priapus! perish I an words obsceneAnd wicked terms to use I'm not ashamed:But whenas thou, a god (bylaying shame),