Epigram: To Charinus, a Catamite
Cracked is the very foundation
Of joys that Charinus must mourn,
Still worshipped in deep admiration,
Though the seat of enjoyment is gone;
No more blessings the gods dream of granting,
With curses the poor wretch enclasp,
Leaving luckless Charinus still panting
For pleasures he's no power to grasp.
Of joys that Charinus must mourn,
Still worshipped in deep admiration,
Though the seat of enjoyment is gone;
No more blessings the gods dream of granting,
With curses the poor wretch enclasp,
Leaving luckless Charinus still panting
For pleasures he's no power to grasp.
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