Classic Poem

You give Spanish cloaks to Lupercus as hire,
Their wool dyed in scarlet and purple of Tyre,
And a toga new dipped in Galesus warm tide,
Sardonyx from India and emeralds beside,
And a hundred new sovereigns fresh from the mint;
Whatever he asks for you grant without stint.
His skin may be smooth and his cheeks may be fair;
But your stripling Lupercus will soon strip you bare.