Nor Neptune; Venus was their only queen.
Her they propitiate and duly worship
With pious images, with beauteous figures
Skilfully carved; with fragrant incenses,
And holy offerings of unmix'd myrrh,
And sweetly-smelling frankincense; and many
A pure libation of fresh golden honey
They pour'd along the floor.
LOVE OF PLEASURE.
And Menander, in his Harp-player, speaking of some one who was very fond of music, says—