Gold and Copper Living Gaul
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Here armored, gilt and copper, copper breast
And gilt of knee with shin guard shaped in gold,
He rests with dots upon his hairless chest.
Unlike the Gaul he does not have to hold
Himself from doom. This lowers stress for eyes
In front of wide-splayed legs. He seems to be
In fear, though, since between his manly thighs
His most male parts are shrivelled. Frightened he
Might seem since most hard men do not want all
To look at private parts. Displaying wide
Those secret masculinities so small
And shaved might mean reduction of his pride.
His face, therefore, is hidden from us, chin
