philomathestatoi

Updated: August 24, 2026

As I write, I can see, in memory, the whole scene the room, severely simple, with its lemon walls and deep wardrobes of white wood, the young fops, philomathestatoi ton neaniskon, ranged upon a long bench, rapt in wonder, and, in the middle, now sitting, now standing, negligently, before a long mirror, with a valet at either elbow, Mr. Le V., our cynosure.

Sir Max Beerbohm - The Works of Max Beerbohm