Kitap 8
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And Hedylus, in his Epigrams, giving a list of epicures in fish, mentions a man named Phaedo, in these lines:— But Phædo, that great harpist, praises phyces, And sausages, he's such an epicure. And he mentions Agisoto, in these lines:— The fish is boil'd, now firmly bar the doors, Lest Agis, Proteus of the dishes, enter; For he'll be fire, water,—what he likes; But bar the door . . . . . . For he, transform'd, like Jupiter, to gold Will hasten to this rich Acrisian dish. He also speaks of a woman named Clio, on a similar account, saying— Clio's an epicure. Let's shut our eyes. I beg you, Clio, by yourself to feed. This conger costs a drachma; leave a pledge, A band, an earring, or some ornament. But we cannot endure the sight of you; You're our Medusa; and we're turn'd to stone, Not by the Gorgon, but by that whole conger.
