Taurus

Dull Honest Plowmen to manure the Field

Strong Taurus bears,* 1.12 by him the Grounds are till'd:

No gaudy things he breeds, no Prize for worth,

But Blesseth Earth, and brings her Labour forth:

He takes the Yoke, nor doth the Plough disdain,

And teacheth Farmers to manure the Plain:

He's their Example, when he bears the Sun

In his bright Horns, the noble toyl's begun:

The useful Plowshare he retrieves from Rust,

Nor lies at ease, and wants his strength in Dust.

To him the 18 Curij, and to him we owe

The brave Serrani, he i'th' Fields did Rods bestow,

And sent a great Dictator from his Plow.

Reserv'd, aspiring Minds, Limbs slow to move

But strong in Bulk his powerful Rays improve,

And on his 19 Curled Front sits wanton Love.

-Manilius, translated by Thomas Creech

And then he goeth to have sensual sex

After mooing at the fair maiden with big bosom

the end. 😂

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