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But the Cyclops of Philoxenus of Cythera, in love with Galateia, and praising her beauty, and prophesying, as it were, his own blindness, praises every part of her rather than mention her eyes, which he does not; speaking thus:-
O Galateia,
Nymph with the           face and golden hair,
Whose voice the Graces tune,
True flower of love, my beauteous Galateia.