Book X, 71

I smite when I look on the picture of Pandora’s jar, and do not find it was the woman’s fault, but is due to the Goods having wings. For as they flutter to Olympus after visiting every region of the world, they ought to fall on the earth too. The woman after taking off the lid grew pale-faced, and has lost the splendour of her former charm. Our present life has suffered two losses; woman is grown old and the jar has nothing in it.