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For Juba, in the before-mentioned treatise, says that the Egyptians call the monaulos an invention of Osiris, just as they say that kind of plagiaulos is, which is called photinx, and that, too, I will presently show you is mentioned by a very illustrious author; for the photinx is the same as the flute, which is a national instrument. But Sophocles, in his Thamyras, speaks of the monaulos, saying— For all the tuneful melodies of pipes (πήκτιδες) Are lost, the lyre, and monaulos too. * * * * And Araros, in his Birth of Pan, says— But he, can you believe it? seized at once On the monaulos, and leapt lightly forth. And Anaxandrides, in his Treasure, says— I the monaulos took, and sang a wedding song. And in his Bottle-bearer he says— A. What have you done, you Syrian, with your monaulos? B. What monaulos? A. The reed. And Sopater, in his Bacchis, says— And then he sang a song on the monaulos. But Protagorides of Cyzicus, in the second book of his treatise on the Assemblies in Honour of Daphne, says, "He touched every kind of instrument, one after another, castanets, the weak-sounding pandurus, but he drew the sweetest harmony from the sweet monaulos. And Posidonius the Stoic philosopher, in the third book of his Histories, speaking of the war of the Apameans against the Larisæans, writes as follows—Having taken short daggers sticking in their waists, and small lances covered with rust and dirt, and having put veils and curtains over their heads which produce a shade but do not hinder the wind from getting to their necks, dragging on asses laden with wine and every sort of meat, by the side of which were packed little photinges and little monauli, instruments of revelry, not of war. But I am not ignorant that Amerias the Macedonian, in his Dialects, says, that the monaulos is called tityrinus. So here you have, O excellent Ulpian, a man who mentions the photinx. But that the monaulos was the same instrument which is now called calamaules, or reedfife, is clearly shown by Hedylus, in his Epigrams, where he says— Beneath this mound the tuneful Theon lies, Whom the monaulos knew its sweetest lord; Scirpalus' son; age had destroy'd his sight, And when he was a child his sire him call'd Eupalamus in his first birthday ode, Showing that he was a choice bouquet where The virtues all had met. For well he sung The Muses' sports amid their wine-glad revels; He sang to Battalus, an eager drinker Of unmix'd wine, and Cotalus and Pæncalus. Say then to Theon with his calamaules, Farewell, O Theon, tune fullest of men. As, therefore, they now call those who play on a pipe of reeds (κάλαμοι) calamaules, so also they call them now rapaules, according to the statement of Amerias the Macedonian, in his dialects.
