The ancient grotesque is timid and forever trying to keep out of sight.

It is plain that it is not on familiar ground, because it is not in its natural surroundings.

It conceals itself as much as it can.

The Satyrs, the Tritons, and the Sirens are hardly abnormal in form.

The Fates and the Harpies are hideous in their attributes rather than in feature; the Furies are beautiful, and are called _Eumenides_, that is to say, _gentle, beneficent_.