49. A Statue of Priapus -

I WAS not from a frail elm hewn,
And this stark column plainly shown
Is of no ordinary timber,
But carved from out a cypress limber
Which dreads not age's slow decay
Nor centuries as they pass away.
Beware then, rascals: if thou wound
The smallest vine in this my ground,
My cypress rod will graft on thee
Figs that as tumours we shall see.
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Martial
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