The more he thought of it, the less he liked the idea. […] — worth much more than any other six eyes put together. […] The higher he flew, the more fiercely the sun beat down upon him. […] So it went on, day after day, and the more Glaucus saw of Scylla, the more he loved her. […] The more he looked, the more restless he grew, and it was hard to tear himself away from the marble image.

Surely she wants a good supper more than you.” […] Grant me the pleasure of seeing her once more. […] Did the Egyptians know more than other people? […] One or two questions more and I will have done. […] I must tell you a little more concerning Apollo.