The Satyricon of Petronius Arbiter

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 THE SATYRICON OF PETRONIUS ARBITER VOLUME I. ADVENTURES OF ENCOLPIUS AND HIS COMPANIONS

 CHAPTER THE FIRST.

 CHAPTER THE SECOND.

 CHAPTER THE THIRD.

 CHAPTER THE FOURTH.

 CHAPTER THE FIFTH.

 CHAPTER THE SEVENTH.

 CHAPTER THE EIGHTH.

 CHAPTER THE NINTH.

 CHAPTER THE TENTH.

 CHAPTER THE ELEVENTH.

 (Ascyltos was for going to Naples that same day, but I protested the imprudence of going to any place where they would be on the lookout for us. Let'

 CHAPTER THE TWELFTH.

 CHAPTER THE THIRTEENTH.

 CHAPTER THE FOURTEENTH.

 But, with the exception of a two-as piece with which we had intended purchasing peas and lupines, there was nothing to hand so, for fear our loot sho

 CHAPTER THE FIFTEENTH.

 CHAPTER THE SIXTEENTH.

 CHAPTER THE SEVENTEENTH.

 CHAPTER THE EIGHTEENTH.

 Then she suddenly clapped her hands, and broke into such a peal of laughter that we were alarmed. The maid, who had been the first to arrive, did like

 CHAPTER THE NINETEENTH.

 CHAPTER THE TWENTIETH.

 CHAPTER THE TWENTY-FIRST.

 CHAPTER THE TWENTY-SECOND.

 CHAPTER THE TWENTY-THIRD.

 When he had finished his poetry, he slobbered a most evil-smelling kiss upon me, and then, climbing upon my couch, he proceeded with all his might and

 CHAPTER THE TWENTY-FOURTH.

 CHAPTER THE TWENTY-FIFTH.

 CHAPTER THE TWENTY-SIXTH.

 VOLUME II.

 CHAPTER THE TWENTY-SEVENTH.

 CHAPTER THE TWENTY-EIGHTH.

 NO SLAVE TO LEAVE THE PREMISES

 In the vestibule stood the porter, clad in green and girded with a cherry-colored belt, shelling peas into a silver dish. Above the threshold was susp

 CHAPTER THE TWENTY-NINTH.

 BEWARE THE DOG.

 My companions laughed, but I plucked up my courage and did not hesitate, but went on and examined the entire wall. There was a scene in a slave market

 CHAPTER THE THIRTIETH.

 TO GAIUS POMPEIUS TRIMALCHIO

 A double lamp, suspended from the ceiling, hung beneath the inscription, and a tablet was fixed to each door-post one, if my memory serves me, was in

 ON DECEMBER THIRTIETH AND

 the other bore a painting of the moon in her phases, and the seven planets, and the days which were lucky and those which were unlucky, distinguished

 CHAPTER THE THIRTY-FIRST.

 CHAPTER THE THIRTY-SECOND.

 CHAPTER THE THIRTY-THIRD.

 CHAPTER THE THIRTY-FOURTH.

 OPIMIAN FALERNIAN

 While we were studying the labels, Trimalchio clapped his hands and cried, Ah me! To think that wine lives longer than poor little man. Let's fill 'e

 CHAPTER THE THIRTY-FIFTH.

 CHAPTER THE THIRTY-SIXTH.

 CHAPTER THE THIRTY-SEVENTH.

 CHAPTER THE THIRTY-EIGHTH.

 CAIUS POMPONIUS DIOGENES HAS

 What do you think of the fellow in the freedman's place? He has a good front, too, hasn't he? And he has a right to. He saw his fortune multiplied te

 JULIUS PROCULUS WILL SELL AT

 CHAPTER THE THIRTY-NINTH.

 CHAPTER THE FORTIETH.

 CHAPTER THE FORTY-FIRST.

 CHAPTER THE FORTY-SECOND.

 CHAPTER THE FORTY-THIRD.

 CHAPTER THE FORTY-FOURTH.

 CHAPTER THE FORTY-FIFTH.

 CHAPTER THE FORTY-SIXTH

 CHAPTER THE FORTY-SEVENTH.

 CHAPTER THE FORTY-EIGHTH.

 CHAPTER THE FORTY-NINTH.

 CHAPTER THE FIFTIETH.

 CHAPTER THE FIFTY-FIRST.

 CHAPTER THE FIFTY-SECOND.

 CHAPTER THE FIFTY-THIRD.

 CHAPTER THE FIFTY-FOURTH.

 CHAPTER THE FIFTY-FIFTH.

 This epigram led up to a discussion of the poets, and for a long time, the greatest praise was bestowed upon Mopsus the Thracian, until Trimalchio bro

 CHAPTER THE FIFTY-SIXTH.

 CHAPTER THE FIFTY-SEVENTH.

 CHAPTER THE FIFTY-EIGHTH.

 CHAPTER THE FIFTY-NINTH.

 CHAPTER THE SIXTIETH.

 CHAPTER THE SIXTY-FIRST.

 CHAPTER THE SIXTY-SECOND.

 CHAPTER THE SIXTY-THIRD.

 CHAPTER THE SIXTY-FOURTH.

 CHAPTER THE SIXTY-FIFTH.

 CHAPTER THE SIXTY-SIXTH.

 CHAPTER THE SIXTY-SEVENTH.

 CHAPTER THE SIXTY-EIGHTH.

 CHAPTER THE SIXTY-NINTH.

 CHAPTER THE SEVENTIETH.

 CHAPTER THE SEVENTY-FIRST.

 --THIS MONUMENT DOES NOT--

 In any case, I'll see to it through a clause in my will, that I'm not insulted when I'm dead. And for fear the rabble comes running up into my monume

 HERE RESTS G POMPEIUS TRIMALCHIO

 CHAPTER THE SEVENTY-SECOND.

 CHAPTER THE SEVENTY-THIRD.

 CHAPTER THE SEVENTY-FOURTH.

 CHAPTER THE SEVENTY-FIFTH.

 CHAPTER THE SEVENTY-SIXTH.

 CHAPTER THE SEVENTY-SEVENTH.

 CHAPTER THE SEVENTY-EIGHTH.

 VOLUME III.

 CHAPTER THE SEVENTY-NINTH.

 But my self-congratulation was premature, for I was overcome with wine, and when my unsteady hands relaxed their hold, Ascyltos, that never-failing we

 CHAPTER THE EIGHTIETH.

 CHAPTER THE EIGHTY-FIRST.

 CHAPTER THE EIGHTY-SECOND.

 CHAPTER THE EIGHTY-THIRD.

 CHAPTER THE EIGHTY-FOURTH.

 CHAPTER THE EIGHTY-FIFTH.

 CHAPTER THE EIGHTY-SIXTH.

 CHAPTER THE EIGHTY-SEVENTH.

 CHAPTER THE EIGHTY-EIGHTH.

 CHAPTER THE EIGHTY-NINTH.

 CHAPTER THE NINTIETH.

 CHAPTER THE NINETY-FIRST.

 (And furthermore, I went on), I was not the one that laid the cause of our love before another judge, but I will complain no more, I will remember

 CHAPTER THE NINETY-SECOND.

 (Our philosopher began to moralize, when he had gorged himself, leveling many critical shafts at those who hold every-day things in contempt, esteemin

 CHAPTER THE NINETY-THIRD.

 Is this the way in which you keep your promise not to recite a single verse today? I demanded bear in mind your promise and spare us, at least, fo

 CHAPTER THE NINETY-FOURTH.

 CHAPTER THE NINETY-FIFTH.

 CHAPTER THE NINETY-SIXTH.

 CHAPTER THE NINETY-SEVENTH.

 CHAPTER THE NINETY-EIGHTH.

 VOLUME IV.

 CHAPTER THE NINETY-NINTH.

 (To me, this advice seemed both sound and practical, because it would free me from any annoyance by Ascyltos, and because it gave promise of a happier

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDREDTH.

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND FIRST.

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND SECOND.

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND THIRD.

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND FOURTH.

 Still, what's to prevent our searching the ship? said Lycas, after he had expiated Tryphaena's dream, so that we will not be guilty of neglecting t

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTH.

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTH.

 (Lycas, as he perceived that Tryphaena was as eager as himself for revenge, gave orders for our punishment to be renewed and made more drastic, whereu

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTH.

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTH.

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND NINTH.

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND TENTH.

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND ELEVENTH.

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND TWELFTH.

 But why should I keep you longer in suspense? The lady observed the same abstinence when it came to this part of her body, and the victorious soldier

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTEENTH.

 (In spite of my ill-humor, Lycas saw how well my golden curls became me and, becoming enamoured anew, began winking his wanton eyes at me and) sought

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND FOURTEENTH.

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTEENTH.

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTEENTH.

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTEENTH.

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTEENTH.

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND NINETEENTH.

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTIETH.

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-FIRST.

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-SECOND.

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-THIRD.

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-FOURTH.

 When Eumolpus had, with great volubility, poured out this flood of words, we came at last to Crotona. Here we refreshed ourselves at a mean inn, but o

 VOLUME V.

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-FIFTH.

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-SIXTH.

 After a little more teasing, I requested the maid to conduct her mistress to a clump of plane trees. Pleased with this plan, the girl picked up the sk

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-SEVENTH.

 Side by side upon the grassy plot we lay, exchanging a thousand kisses, the prelude to more poignant pleasure, (but alas! My sudden loss of vigor disa

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-EIGHT.

 (The misfortune seemed to me a dream, but I imagined that I must surely be under a spell of enchantment and, for a long time, I was so devoid of stren

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-NINTH.

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTIETH.

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-FIRST.

 When she had made an end of this incantation she ordered me to spit three times, and three times to drop stones into my bosom, each stone she wrapped

 Fanning herself with a branch of flowering myrtle, she lay, stretched out with her marble neck resting upon a golden cushion. When she caught sight of

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-SECOND.

 Raising myself upon my elbow I rebuked the shirker in some such terms as these: What have you to say for yourself, you disgrace to gods and men, I d

 When I had made an end of this invective, so out of keeping with good taste, I began to do penance for my soliloquy and blushed furtively because I ha

 Nothing can be more insincere than the silly prejudices of mankind, and nothing sillier than the morality of bigotry,

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-THIRD.

 While I was engaged in this diplomatic effort in behalf of the affected member, a hideous crone with disheveled hair, and clad in black garments which

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-FOURTH.

 She seated herself upon the other side of the bed and in quavering tones commenced to accuse the delays of old age. At last the priestess came in. Wh

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-FIFTH.

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-SIXTH.

 By this time the two remaining geese had picked up the beans which had been scattered all over the floor and bereft, I suppose, of their leader, had g

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY SEVENTH.

 Please don't make such a fuss, I said, I'll give you an ostrich in place of your goose! While she sat upon the cot and, to my stupefaction, bewail

 In the meantime, she scurried around and put a jar of wine under my hands and, when my fingers had all been spread out evenly, she purified them with

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-EIGHTH.

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-NINTH.

 (Tortured by these cares I spent the whole night in anxiety, and at dawn, Giton, who had found out that I had slept at home, entered the room and bitt

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND FORTIETH.

 Every word of this is true, I insisted, and no one deserves to get into trouble more quickly than he who covets the goods of others! How could chea

 CHAPTER THE ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-FIRST.

 PROSTITUTION.

 PAEDERASTIA.

 CHAPTER 9. Gladiator obscene:--

 CHAPTER 17.

 CHAPTER 26.

 CHAPTER 34. Silver Skeleton, et seq.

 ALIAE. RESTITVTAE. ANIMAE. DVLCISSIMAE.

 In this inscription, it is almost impossible to translate the last three words. While we live, let us live, is inadequate, to say the least. So far

 CHAPTER 36.

 CHAPTER 40.

 CHAPTER 56. Contumelia--Contus and Melon (malum).

 The myth of Cydippe and Acontius is still another example, as is the legend of Atalanta and Hippomenes or Meilanion, to which Suetonius (Tiberius, cha

 CHAPTER 116.

 CHAPTER 116.

 Pliny the Elder, Historia Naturalis, lib. XIV, chap. i, writes in scathing terms against the infamous practice of paying assiduous court to old people

 CHAPTER 119. The rite of the Persians:

 CHAPTER 127.

 Another exquisite and illuminating passage occurs in Catullus, 51, given in Marchena's fourth note.

 CHAPTER 131.

 CHAPTER 131. Medio sustulit digito:

 See also Dio Chrysostom, xxxiii. Neither, says Lampridius, Life of Heliogabalus, was he given to demand infamies in words when he could indicate sh

 CHAPTER 138.

 THE CORDAX.

 This starveling snub-nosed dancer was old, repulsive, and nastily gay. Drops of sweat mixed with paint were trickling from his shaven forehead his w

 TO THE ARMY OF THE RHINE.

 I.

 Fighting men have in all times been distinguished on account of the beauty of their women. The charming fable of the loves of Venus and Mars, describe

 II.

 The profession of Quartilla corresponded to that which is followed by our ladies of the Palace Royal. This Palace Royal is a sort of Babylon, with thi

 III.

 One of the reasons which caused the learned and paradoxical Hardouin to assert that all the works which have been attributed to the ancients, with the

 'Tis said from smooth-faced ingle train

 The Christian religion strongly prohibits this love the theologians put it among the sins which directly offend against the Holy Ghost. I have not th

 IV.

 The theologians class this species of lascivious feeling with pollution which is complete when it produces a result. The Holy Scripture tells us of On

 In the minds of the theologians pollution is synonymous with all pleasures with persons of the opposite or the same sex, which result in a waste of th

 After that we should never again exhort the ministers and moralists to inveigh against love of women for women never was the interest of men found to

 V.

 All people have regarded virginity as something sacred, and God has so honored it that he willed that his son be born of a virgin, fecundated, however

 Christianity, most spiritual, most mystical of ancient religions, attempts to make out a great case for celibacy. Its founder never married, although

 VI.

 The question here has to do with a procurers or go-between. That profession has gradually fallen into discredit by I know not what fatality, which bef

The profession of Quartilla corresponded to that which is followed by our ladies of the Palace Royal. This Palace Royal is a sort of Babylon, with this difference; that the former prostitute themselves all the year round, and that they are not quite so attractive as the Chaldean beauties. For the rest, one of the incontestable facts of ancient history is this prostitution of the women of Babylon in honor of Venus, and I cannot understand why Voltaire refused to believe it, since religions have always been responsible for the most abominable actions, and because religious wars, the horrors of intolerance, the impostures of priests, the despotism of kings, the degradation and stupidity of the people, have been the direct fatal effects of religions; and seeing that the blind fanaticism of martyrs and the brutal cruelty of tyrants is a hundred times more deplorable than a sacrifice equally agreeable to the victim and to the one who officiates at the sacrifice; and seeing that the enjoyment and giving of life is no less holy than the maceration and caging of innocent animals.

The origin of courtesans is lost in the deepest antiquity. It appears that it was one of the patriarchal customs to enjoy them, for Judah slept with Thamar, widow of his two sons, and who, to seduce him, disguised herself as a courtesan. Another courtesan, Rahab, played a great role in the first wars of the people of the Lord: it was this same Rahab who married Solomon, father of Boaz, fourth forefather of David, and thirty-second forefather of Jesus Christ, our divine Savior. Yet the eternal sagacity of man has failed to take notice of this profession and to resent the injustice done it by the scorn of men. The elected kings of the people, the man who adopts the word father according to the flesh, are descendants of a courtesan.

For the rest, it must be admitted that many who follow this noble profession are unworthy of it and only too well justify the ignominy which is levelled against the entire class. You see these miserable creatures with livid complexions and haggard eyes, with voices of Stentor, breathing out at the same time the poisons which circulate in their veins and the liquors with which they are intoxicated; you see on their blemished and emaciated bodies, the marks of beings more hideous than they (twenty come to satisfy their brutal passions for every one of them); you listen to their vile language, you hear their oaths and revolting expressions: to go to these Megeres is often to encounter brigands and assassins: what a spectacle! It is the deformity of vice in the rags of indigence.

Ah! But these are not courtesans, they are the dregs of cities. A courtesan worthy of the name is a beautiful woman, gracious and amiable, at whose home gather men of letters and men of the world; the first magistrates, the greatest captains: and who keeps men of all professions in a happy state of mind because she is pleasing to them, she inspires in them a desire for reciprocal pleasure: such an one was Aspasia who, after having charmed the cultured people of Athens was for a long time the good companion of Pericles, and contributed much, perhaps, towards making his century what it was, the age of taste in arts and letters. Such an one also was Phryne, Lais, Glycera, and their names will always be celebrated; such, also, was Ninon d'Enclos, one of the ornaments of the century of Louis XIV, and Clairon, the first who realized all the grandeur of her art; such an one art thou, C-----, French Thalia, who commands attentions, I do not say this by way of apology but to share the opinion of Alceste.

A courtesan such as I have in mind may have all the public and private virtues. One knows the severe probity of Ninon, her generosity, her taste for the arts, her attachment to her friends. Epicharis, the soul of the conspiracy of Piso against the execrable Nero, was a courtesan, and the severe Tacitus, who cannot be taxed with a partiality for gallantry, has borne witness to the constancy with which she resisted the most seductive promises and endured the most terrible tortures, without revealing any of the details of the conspiracy or any of the names of the conspirators.

These facts should be recognized above that ascetic moral idea which consists of the sovereign virtue of abstinence in defiance of nature's commands and which places weakness in these matters along with the most odious crimes. Can one see without indignation Suetonius' reproach of Caesar for his gallantries with Servilia, with Tertia, and other Roman ladies, as a thing equal to his extortions and his measureless ambitions, and praising his warlike ardor against peoples who had never furnished room for complaint to Rome? The source of these errors was the theory of emanations. The first dreamers, who were called philosophers imagined that matter and light were co-eternal; they supposed that was all one unformed and tenebrous mass; and from the former they established the principle of evil and of all imperfection, while they regarded the latter as sovereign perfection. Creation, or, one might better say co-ordination, was only the emanation of light which penetrated chaos, but the mixture of light and matter was the cause of all the inevitable imperfections of the universe. The soul of man was part and parcel of divinity or of increased light; it would never attain happiness until it was re-united to the source of all light; but for it, we would be free from all things we call gross and material, and we would be taken into the ethereal regions by contemplation and by abstinence from the pleasures of the flesh. When these absurdities were adopted for the regulation of conduct, they necessarily resulted in a fierce morality, inimical to all the pleasures of life, such, in a word, as that of the Gymnosophists or, in a lesser measure, of the Trappists.

But despite the gloomy nonsense of certain atrabilious dreamers, the wonderful era of the Greeks was that of the reign of the courtesans. It was about the houses of these that revolved the sands of Pactolus, their fame exceeded that of the first men of Greece. The rich offerings that decorated the temples of the Gods were the gifts of these women, and it must be remembered that most of them were foreigners, originating, for the most part, in Asia Minor. It happened that an Athenian financier, who resembled the rest of his tribe as much as two drops of water, proposed once to levy an impost upon the courtesans. As he spoke eloquently of the incalculable advantages which would accrue to the Government by this tax, a certain person asked him by whom the courtesans were paid. "By the Athenians," replied our orator, after deliberation. "Then it would be the Athenians who would pay the impost," replied the questioner, and the people of Athens, who had a little more sense than certain legislative assemblies, hooted the orator down, and there was never any more question about a tax upon courtesans.

Corinth was famous for the number and beauty of its courtesans, from which comes the proverb: "It is not given to every man to go to Corinth"; there they ran the risk of losing their money and ruining their health. The cause of this great vogue of courtesans in Greece was not the supposed ugliness of the sex, as the savant Paw imagined, and contradicted by the unanimous evidence of ancient authors and of modern travellers; but rather, the retired and solitary life which the women of the country led. They lived in separate apartments and never had any communication with the streets or with the residences of men "the inner part of the house which was called the women's apartments," said Cornelius Nepos (preface). Strangers never visited them; they rarely visited their nearest relations. This was why marriage between brothers and sisters was authorized by law and encouraged by usage; the sisters were exposed to the attacks of their brothers because they lived separated from them.

With the Romans, as with us, the virtuous women corrupted somewhat the profession of the courtesans. The absolute seclusion of women was never the fashion at Rome and the stories we have on the authority of Valerius Maximus on the chastity and modesty of the first Roman matrons merit the same degree of belief as the legend of Romulus and Remus being brought up by a wolf, the rape of Lucretia or the tragic death of Virginia. On the contrary, in Livy, a great admirer of the customs of the early days of Rome, we find that in those times a great number of Roman women of the noblest families were convicted of having poisoned their husbands and condemned to death for this hideous crime: that, by no means shows a very exquisite and tender conjugal sentiment. During the period of the second Punic War with what energy they went about the city seeking the repeal of the law which took out of their hands the custody of jewels and precious stones! A repeal which they obtained despite the opposition of Cato the Censor. It appears that the profession of the courtesan was generally practised by the freed-women; their manner necessarily showed the results of their education. But the young sparks of Rome never paid much attention to them, they preferred to have love affairs with the wives of their friends. For one Sallust who ruined himself with freedwomen, there were five Cupienniuses; "Cupiennius, that admirer of the pudenda garbed in white," Hor. Sat. I, ii, 36. Delia, Lesbia, Ipsythillia, Corinna, Nemesis, Neeria, Cynthia, Sulpitia, Lycimnia, and almost all the women to whom, under real or assumed names, Catullus, Tibullus, Propertius, Ovid, Horace, and others, addressed their erotic compositions, were Roman married women. Horace is the only one who celebrated a freedwoman in some of his odes. This is due, however, to his taste for variety and perhaps also, to his birth, for he himself was the son of a freedwoman. Ovid's Art of Love and the Satires of Juvenal reveal the extent to which gallantry was the fashion at Rome and Cato would never have praised the conduct of that young man who had recourse to a public house if that had been an ordinary course of procedure.

In Europe of the middle ages, the priests and abbots helped to some extent in reviving the profession of the courtesans. Long before, Saint Paul had stated in his Epistles that it was permitted to the apostles of the Lord to take with them everywhere a sister for charity. The deaconesses date from the first century of the church. But the celibacy of the clergy was not universally and solidly established until about the eleventh century, under the pontificate of Gregory VII. During the preceding century, the celebrated Marozie and Theodore had put their lovers successively upon the chair of St. Peter, and their sons and grandsons, as well. But after the priests had submitted to celibacy they ostensibly took the concubines of which, alas! our housekeepers of today are but feeble vestiges. The Spanish codes of the middle ages were often concerned with the rights of the concubines of priests (mancebas de los clerigos) and these chosen ones of the chosen ones of the Lord invariably appeared worthy of envy. Finally the courtesans appeared in all their magnificence in the Holy City, and modern Rome atoned for the rebuffs and indignities these women had been compelled to endure in ancient Rome. The princes of the church showered them with gifts, they threw at their feet the price of redemption from sin, paid by the faithful, and the age of Leo X was for Rome a wonderful epoch of fine arts, belles lettres, and beautiful women. But a fanatical monk from Lower Germany fell upon this calm of the church and this happy era of the harlots; since then the revenues of the sacred college have continued to decrease, the beautiful courtesans have abandoned the capital of the Christian world, and their pleasures have fled with them. And can anyone longer believe in the perfection of the human race, since the best, the most holy of human institutions has so visibly degenerated!