This library is built in the open.
If you spot an error, have a suggestion, or just want to say hello — we’d love to hear from you.

Why so? Because it is hard and difficult. If that Democritus had seen these makrobaras great-bellied/gluttonous Sardanapaluses a legendary king known for luxury and vice, I believe he would have died of laughter. Let such men be corrected, as they are worthy of being restrained by bridles and chains. For neither is it the part of one who is falling to stand straight, nor to teach when one is ignorant, nor for one who is disorderly to bring order, or to arrange when one is disorganized.
Moreover, they claim for themselves the judgment of Erasmian lucubrations scholarly works produced at night, if the gods please, when they themselves have never even smelled Theology, and have learned Grammar poorly. Certainly, they are able to judge these matters only as much as blind men, or at least one-eyed men, can judge colors. But these lykoi wolves pronounce judgments most forcefully of all. Whenever I look upon their monstrous ferocity, I cannot wonder enough by what spirit they are driven, and I tremble in my whole heart. For they summon all arts, all deceits into their hearts, nor do they contemplate an ordinary slaughter, but in their minds, they turn over a complete panolethrian total destruction. For they rage with such arrogance, pride, and hatred, and with secret whispers and plots, as if by ambush they attack those who are upright in heart, so that they are about to conquer with fraudulent and clandestine loquacity, unless the most merciful God, appearing apo mechanēs as a deus ex machina, shortly brings aid. They dare everything for the sake of defending the Roman synagogue: and the order of it is wondrous. First, they drag a man into prison: then they seek