I commend myself and my love to you,
Aurelius. I ask for modest indulgence,
so, if you-ve ever had a desire in your mind
you-ve pursued chastely and purely,
keep this boy of mine modestly safe,
I don-t speak to the masses - nothing to fear
from those who pass to and fro in the streets
occupied with their business -
truly the fear-s of you and your cock
dangerous to both good and bad boys.
Shake it about as you please, and with as much
force as you please, wherever you choose, outside:
I except him from that, with modesty, I think.
But if tempests of mind, and mad passion
impel you to too much sin, you wretch,
so you fill my boy-s head with deceptions,
then let misery, and evil fate, be yours!
Of him whom, with feet dragged apart, an open door,
radishes and mullets pass through.