Plutarch's essays and miscellanies, Vol. 5 (of 5) : $b Comprising all his works collected under the title of "Morals" — John Shaqi
Plutarch's essays and miscellanies, Vol. 5 (of 5) : $b Comprising all his works collected under the title of "Morals"Plutarch
Philosophy
Plutarch's essays and miscellanies, Vol. 5 (of 5) : $b Comprising all his works collected under the title of "Morals"
Plutarch
Classical literature; Essays; Ethics; Philosophy
Crept the raw hides, and with a bellowing sound
Roared the dead limbs; the burning entrails groaned.[1]
This indeed is but a fiction and fancy; but the fare itself is truly
monstrous and prodigious,—that a man should have a stomach to creatures
while they yet bellow, and that he should be giving directions which of
things yet alive and speaking is fittest to make food of, and ordering
the several manners of the seasoning and dressing them and serving them
up to tables. You ought rather, in my opinion, to have enquired who
first began this practice, than who of late times left it off.
2. And truly, as for those people who first ventured upon eating of
flesh, it is very probable that the whole reason of their so doing was
scarcity and want of other food; for it is not likely that their living
together in lawless and extravagant lusts, or their growing wanton and
capricious through the excessive variety of provisions then among them,
brought them to such unsociable pleasures as these, against Nature.
Yea, had they at this instant but their sense and voice restored to
them, I am persuaded they would express themselves to this purpose.
“Oh! happy you, and highly favored of the Gods, who now live! Into what
an age of the world are you fallen, who share and enjoy among you a
plentiful portion of good things! What abundance of things spring up
for your use! What fruitful vineyards you enjoy! What wealth you gather
from the fields! What delicacies from trees and plants, which you may
gather! You may glut and fill yourselves without being polluted. As
for us, we fell upon the most dismal and affrighting part of time,
in which we were exposed by our first production to manifold and
inextricable wants and necessities. As yet the thickened air concealed
the heaven from our view, and the stars were as yet confused with a
disorderly huddle of fire and moisture and violent fluxions of winds.
As yet the sun was not fixed to an unwandering and certain course,
so as to distinguish morning and evening, nor did he bring back the
seasons in order crowned with wreaths from the fruitful harvest. The
land was also spoiled by the inundations of disorderly rivers; and a
great part of it was deformed with sloughs, and utterly wild by reason
of deep quagmires, unfertile forests, and woods. There was then no
production of tame fruits, nor any instruments of art or invention
of wit. And hunger gave no time, nor did seed-time then stay for the
yearly season. What wonder is it if we made use of the flesh of beasts
contrary to Nature, when mud was eaten and the bark of wood, and when
it was thought a happy thing to find either a sprouting grass or a
root of any plant! But when they had by chance tasted of or eaten an
acorn, they danced for very joy about some oak or esculus, calling it
by the names of life-giver, mother, and nourisher. And this was the
only festival that those times were acquainted with; upon all other
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