For, an I inclined to foregather with harlots, upon my faith, The
wide, wide world for the brats I should get would prove too
strait.
And a sixth:
Quoth she to me,--and sore enraged for wounded pride was she, For
she in sooth had bidden me to that which might not be,--
"An if thou swive me not forthright, as one should swive his
wife, If thou be made a cuckold straight, reproach it not to
me.
Meseems thy yard is made of wax, for very flaccidness; For, when
I rub it with my hand, it softens instantly."
And a seventh:
Quoth she (for I to lie with her would not consent), "O fool,
that followest on thy folly to the extent,
If thou reject my kaze for Kibleh[FN#54] to thy yard, We'll show
thee one wherewith thou shalt be sure content."
And an eighth:
She proffered me a tender kaze; But I, "I will not swive,"
replied.
She drew back, saying, "From the truth Needs must he turn who's
turned aside;[FN#55]
And swiving frontwise in our day Is all abandoned and decried;"
Then turned and showed me, as it were A lump of silver, her
backside.
"Well done, O mistress mine! No more Am I in pain for thee," I
cried,
"Whose poke of all God's openings[FN#56] Is sure the amplest and
most wide!"
And a ninth:
Men crave forgiveness with uplifted hands; But women pray with
lifted legs, I trow.
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