![]() ![]() She had a temple on the promontory of Colias, on the Attic coast-whence the surname. ![]() Pan-the rustic god and king of the Satyrs his feast was similarly an occasion of much coarse self-indulgence.Īphrodite Colias-under this name the goddess was invoked by courtesans as patroness of sensual, physical love. At Athens more than anywhere the festivals of Bacchus (Dionysus) were celebrated with the utmost pomp-and also with the utmost licence, not to say licentiousness. Yet, look you, when the women are summoned to meet for a matter of the last importance, they lie abed instead of coming. Men will have it we are tricky and sly.ĬALONICE. ![]() Oh! Calonice, my heart is on fire I blush for our sex. Good day, Lysistrata but pray, why this dark, forbidding face, my dear? Believe me, you don't look a bit pretty with those black lowering brows. Ah! if only they had been invited to a Bacchic revelling, or a feast of Pan or Aphrodite or Genetyllis, why! the streets would have been impassable for the thronging tambourines! Now there's never a woman here-ah! except my neighbour Calonice, whom I see approaching yonder. ![]()
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