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I Slip into the sea from which the goddess came,I, a ship, paid for by Aphrodite's labours.My master who built me, was in the white slave game.He called me Courtesan - I'm friend to every man.Board me in confidence, you can afford the fee;I take on all who come - foreigners, neighbours.I handle well, upon the ground, or out at sea.PHILIP OF THESSALONIKA, transl. F.P.
Priapus said, seeing Kimon's cock erect,'Alas, God's short of man in this respect. '
ANTIPATER OF THESSALONIKA, transl. F.P.
Now no one's round, wretch, hard and sinewy too!But yesterday - no life at all in you.
STRATO, transl. F.P.Konon's wife's six foot tall,But he is only three;While feet to feet in bed,Think where his face will be.
Attributed to JULIAN THE APOSTATE, transl. F.P.While I was hanging a garland at her door,(After a party), Hermonassa threwSome water from a pot, flattening the hairI'd curled enough to last three days or more.And yet, the water made me hot - I knewThe pot contained her sweet lips' hidden fire.
PAULOS THE SILENTIARY, transl. F.P.