“Since, Pygmalion had seen them leading their lives in wickedness, is offended by their countless vices, which nature gave to the minds of women, celibate he lived for many years without a partner of his bedchamber. In the Meantime he sculpted white ivory happily with wondrous art and wondrous skill, and gave it form with which no woman is able to be born, and he fell in love with his own work. It is the image of a true maiden whom you may believe is living and, without modesty in the way you may believe she wants to move. So much his art hides his own art.”
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