He had the cruelty to offer up to Jupiter, in one of the high festivals, the members of a slave, as an offering to the God. […] But why more hideous than your loathed selves Gather ye up in legions from the deep! […] see how his body dips, Dead — heavy; arms and shoulders gleam awhile: He’s gone — up bubbles all his amorous breath.” […] Sand hath filled up the palaces of old, Sea-weed o’er-grown the halls of revelry. […] His festivals took place principally at Lampsacus, where they consecrated the ass to him; and the people naturally indolent, gave themselves up to every impurity during the celebration.