The Instructor 3.3.23

I admire the ancient Roman lawgivers: they hated effeminate practice, and they judged the giving of one's body to be used as a woman, against the law of nature, worthy of the pit, according to the law of justice. It is not right to pluck out the beard, the natural beauty, the noble beauty, “for one whose beard is first growing, whose youth is most charming.” As he advances, he is anointed, delighting in his beard, on which the prophetic ointment of Aaron came down when he was honored. The one rightly instructed, on whom peace has settled, should be at peace with his own hair too. What, then, would women eager for lewdness not practice, when they see themselves mirrored in men who dare such things? Rather, such men should not be called men but catamites and womanish, whose voices are softened and whose clothing is made feminine in touch and dye. Such men are clearly exposed in their character from outside, by their cloak, shoes, posture, walk, haircut, and look. “For a man will be known by his look,” says Scripture, “and a man will be known by meeting him; a man's attire, the step of his foot, and the laughter of his teeth tell about him.”