Autobulus
AUTOB. For the love of the Graces, tell me, said Daphnaeus, is it not a thing altogether as much savoring of divinity, that a man who contemns all other things, not only his friends and familiar acquaintance, but also the laws, the magistrates, even kings and princes themselves, who fears nothing, is astonished at nothing, cares for nothing, but thinks himself able to defy the barbed lightning,Pindar, Pyth. I. 7. yet, so soon as he beholds the object of his burning love, As dunghill cravens, by a sudden blow, Hang their loose wings with little list to crow,
AUTOB. should presently lose all his prowess, and that all his bravery should fail him, as if his heart were quite sunk to the bottom of his body? And it were not impertinent to make mention of Sappho here among the Muses. For the Romans report in their stories that Cacus, the son of Vulcan, vomited fire and flames out of his mouth. And indeed Sappho speaks as if her words were mixed with fire, and in her verses plainly discovers the violent heat of her heart, according to that of Philoxenus, Seeking for cure of love-inflicted wounds, From pleasing numbers and melodious sounds.
