Paederasty

thumb|And, if busy love entrenches,There’s a sweet soft page of mineDoes the trick worth forty wenches—Earl of Rochester Paederasty or Pederasty is a sexual relationship between an adult man and a boy. It was a socially acknowledged practice in Ancient Greece and Rome and elsewhere in the world, such as Pre-Meiji Japan. Quotes Before your mouth was fringed with hair,All pricks might find a haven there.Till hangmen loathed a boy so common.And dead cart men preferred a woman.When gamahuche no longer paid.Your tongue was still your stock in trade,No more to suck, but to dischargeIts venom on mankind at large;On character base slurs to fix.As once it had polluted pricks.Oh filthy tongue, you'd better farBe what you were than what you are! Martial, Epigrams, 2, 61 ("On a Slanderer") Labienus, each hair on your bosom that grows,  On your arms, on your legs, with much troubleYou shave, and your belly's appurtenance shews  Like a newly mown field with its stubble,Thus blooming and sweet, as the breath of the morn.  Your mistress entwines you, fond boy.But you've something behind, neatly shaven and shorn,  That is scarcely a mistress's toy. Martial, Epigrams, 2, 62 ("To Labienus") Chrestus, though not two hairs your scrotum deck,Though your prick's softer than the vulture's neck,Though your mild face, effeminate smooth and plump,Rivals the Pathic's prostituted rump,And girlish in your hairless thighs and hips.Art hides all trace of manhood in your lips;You talk of deeds the great, and good, and boldHave done, with stern pomposity, and holdForth on the vices that corrupt the age;But while this virtuous war on vice you wage,If some bright lad, who's just outgrown his school,While thoughts of freedom swell his youthful tool,Come up, you lead aside the sprightly boy,And when replete of what you most enjoy,Your Cato's tongue would never dare confess t' us,How very much you had behaved like Chrestus. Martial, Epigrams, 9, 27 ("To Chrestus") The Index Expurgatorius of Martial (1868), pp. 18, 20, 59 Here Jove is made a swan, a golden shower,  Or seems a serpent, or a shepherd-swain,To work his amorous will in secret hour;  Here, like an eagle, soars he o'er the plain,Love-led, and bears his Ganymede, the flower  Of beauty, mid celestial peers to reign;The boy with cypress hath his fair locks crowned,Naked, with ivy wreathed his waist around. Poliziano, "La Giostra" J. A. Symonds Jr., Sketches and Studies in Italy (1879) Jove, slylie stealing from his sisters bed,To dallie with Idalian Ganimed, Christopher Marlowe, Hero and Leander (1598) Love a woman? You’re an ass!  ’Tis a most insipid passionTo choose out for your happiness  The silliest part of God’s creation.Let the porter and the groom,  Things designed for dirty slaves,Drudge in fair Aurelia’s womb  To get supplies for age and graves.Farewell, woman! I intend  Henceforth every night to sitWith my lewd, well-natured friend,  Drinking to engender wit.Then give me health, wealth, mirth, and wine,  And, if busy love entrenches,There’s a sweet soft page of mine  Does the trick worth forty wenches. Earl of Rochester, "Song", Poems on Several Occasions (1680) Variants: st. 1: "Y’are" or "Th’rt" for "You’re", "thy" for "your", "idlest" or "dullest" for "silliest" External links Category:Sexuality