ABSTRACT
“Just as the fire in which the sons of Jocasta were ignited 1 miserably rose, twisting in darkest smoke and extending its peaks in two flames, and thus divided, if properly understood it appeared to declare their slight love; and further, just as the fire of the altar of Vesta was divided in Rome, when it pleased Pompey to abandon Italy, so does the holy Mount of Cytherea shine, except that it blazes happily and sparkles with a marvelous light.
