Here the Five Senses incarnate as five fleshy temptresses.
See their gifts, framed by naked lady-parts: a mirror for gazing and fruits to taste, music for hearkening, blossoms for inhaling and soft, round shoulders for touching.
Beware, Masculine Intellect! Remember, even as you indulge, that the Female is cunning and untrustworthy.
Let’s ask the allegorical girls their side of the metaphor. They look to be a merry bunch. They tell a different story, a story of enslavement … to a narrow-minded, nasty-minded narcissist.