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Very solemn indeed too is the tyrant Phalaris, who, feasting on babes at the breast, is to this day exhibited, through the workmanship of Polystratus of Ambracia, as some admirable man; and the Acragantines were afraid to look upon his aforesaid face on account of his cannibalism, while those who care for culture boast that they behold him through an image. For how is it not grievous that fratricide is honored among you, you who look upon the figures of Polyneices and Eteocles, and have not buried them in a pit together with their maker Pythagoras? Destroy the memorials of wickedness! Why should I, on account of Periclymenus, regard as marvelous and contemplate the statue of a little woman who bore thirty children? For it would have been fine to abominate her who carried off the first-fruits of much incontinence, she who is likened to the Roman sow, which itself too, on account of the resemblance, is deemed worthy, as they say, of a more mystical worship. And Ares committed adultery with Aphrodite, and Andron made for you the Harmonia born from them. Sophron, having handed down nonsense and trifles through his treatises, became more renowned on account of the bronze-working, which exists to this day. And the lying Aesop, not only his fables but also the modeling work after Aristodemus, has rendered ever-memorable and much-sought-after. Then how are you not ashamed, having so many poetesses to no useful purpose, and countless harlots and worthless men, while you slander the dignity of the women among us? What is it earnest for me to learn—that Euanthe gave birth in the Peripatos, and to gape at the art of Callistratus, and to fix my eyes upon Neaera of Callias? For she was a courtesan. Lais played the harlot, and Turnus made her a memorial of fornication. Why are you not ashamed of the fornication of Hephaestion, even if Philon fashions him very artfully? And for what reason have you honored, through Leochares, Ganymede the androgyne, as though possessing some earnest treasure? And Praxiteles fashioned a certain defiled little woman. But it would have been fitting, having renounced everything of this sort, to seek what is truly earnest, and not, while laying claim to the unspeakable inventions of Philaenis and Elephantis, to abominate our way of life.