"A peculiar anthologic maze, an amusing literary chaos, a farrago of quotations, a mere olla podrida of quaintness, a pot pourri of pleasant delites, a florilegium of elegant extracts, a tangled fardel of old-world flowers of thought, a faggot of odd fancies, quips, facetiae, loosely tied" (Holbrook Jackson, Anatomy of Bibliomania) by a "laudator temporis acti," a "praiser of time past" (Horace, Ars Poetica 173).
Ye women of Achaia and men no more...Vergil, Aeneid 9.617 (tr. H. Rushton Fairclough):
Ἀχαιΐδες οὐκέτ᾽ Ἀχαιοὶ...
O ye Phrygian women, indeed!—for Phrygian men are ye not...Cicero, On the Nature of the Gods 1.34.93:
o vere Phrygiae, neque enim Phryges...
He always used to call Chrysippus Chrysippa.
Chrysippum numquam nisi Chrysippam vocabat.