Held by the pathic girls like in degree to a god. Whoso comes hither shall a bard become And to me dedicate facetious verse; But who thiswise doth not, 'mid learnèd poets Shall pace with fundament fulfilled of 'figs'. Bailiff Aristagoras of his grapes high-pedigree'd boasting Apples moulded in wax giveth, O Godhead, to thee: But thou, pleased with the fruit in effigy placed on thine altar,