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of his
idle and prodigal1 appetites, a monstrous winged2 drone. Or do you think the spirit of
desire in such men is aught else?” “Nothing but
that,” he said. “And when the other appetites,
buzzing3 about it,
replete with incense and myrrh and chaplets and wine, and the pleasures that
are released in such revelries, magnifying and fostering it to the utmost,
awaken in the drone the sting of unsatisfied yearnings,4 why then this
protector of the soul has madness for his body-guard and runs amuck,5 and if it finds in the man
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