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No, for she would neither touch bread nor cake; she is used to licking ambrosia at the table of the gods.

Well, we can give her something to lick down here too.

Here is a truly happy old man, as far as I can judge.

Ah! but what shall I be, when you see me presently dressed for the wedding?

Made young again by love and scented with perfumes, your lot will be one we all shall envy.

And when I lie beside her and caress her bosoms?

Oh! then you will be happier than those spinning-tops who call Carcinus their father.

And I well deserve it; have I not bestridden a beetle to save the Greeks, who now, thanks to me, can make love at their ease and sleep peacefully on their farms?

The girl has quitted the bath; she is charming from head to foot, both belly and buttocks; the cake is baked and they are kneading the sesame-biscuit; nothing is lacking but the bridegroom’s penis.