Of women strange to look at sleepeth there,
Before this wanderer, seated on their stools;
Not women they, but Gorgons[[479]] I must call them;
Nor yet can I to Gorgon forms compare them:
I have seen painted shapes that bear away
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The feast of Phineus.[[480]] Wingless, though, are these,
And swarth, and every way abominable.
[*]They snort with breath that none may dare approach,
And from their eyes a loathsome humour pours,