[134]
I say
nothing of those ordinary arts, cooks, bakers, and litter-bearers; he has so many slaves
to gratify his mind and ears, that the whole neighbourhood resounds with the daily music
of voices, and stringed instruments, and flutes. In such a life as this, O judges, how
great a daily expense, and what extravagance do you think there must be? And what
banquets? Honourable no doubt in such a house; if that is to be called a house rather
than a workshop of wickedness, and a lodging for every sort of iniquity.
This text is part of:
Search the Perseus Catalog for:
M. Tullius Cicero. The Orations of Marcus Tullius Cicero, literally translated by C. D. Yonge. London. George Bell & Sons. 1903.
The National Endowment for the Humanities provided support for entering this text.
This work is licensed under a
Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 United States License.
An XML version of this text is available for download, with the additional restriction that you offer Perseus any modifications you make. Perseus provides credit for all accepted changes, storing new additions in a versioning system.