Xenophon,
Symposion or The Banquet
“ Love springs not up, I trow, because the one is in his prime, and the other's bloom is withered, because fair is mated with what is not fair, and hot lips are pressed to cold. Between man and woman it is different. There the wife at any rate shares with her husband in their nuptial joys; but here conversely, the one is sober and with unimpassioned eye regards his fellow, who is drunken with the wine of passion. [297] Wherefore it is no marvel if, beholding, there springs up in his breast the bitterest contempt and scorn for such a lover. ”
