<p> Cho. Well, go in peace, for the sake of this your<br/>
valour. May prosperity attend the man, because, being<br/>
advanced into the vale of years, he imbues his intellect<br/>
with modern subjects, and cultivates wisdom!<br/></p>
<p> [Turning to the audience.]<br/></p>
<p> Spectators, I will freely declare to you the truth, by<br/>
Bacchus, who nurtured me! So may I conquer, and be<br/>
accounted skillful, as that, deeming you to be clever<br/>
spectators, and this to be the cleverest of my comedies,<br/>
I thought proper to let you first taste that comedy,<br/>
which gave me the greatest labour. And then I retired<br/>
from the contest defeated by vulgar fellows, though I<br/>
did not deserve it. These things, therefore, I object to<br/>
you, a learned audience, for whose sake I was expending<br/>
this labour. But not even thus will I ever willingly<br/>
desert the discerning portion of you. For since what<br/>
time my Modest Man and my Rake were very highly praised<br/>
here by an audience, with whom it is a pleasure even to<br/>
hold converse, and I (for I was still a virgin, and it<br/>
was not lawful for me as yet to have children) exposed<br/>
my offspring, and another girl took it up, and owned it,<br/>
and you generously reared and educated it, from this<br/>
time I have had sure pledges of your good will toward<br/>
me. Now, therefore, like that well-known Electra, has<br/>
this comedy come seeking, if haply it meet with an<br/>
audience so clever, for it will recognize, if it should<br/>
see, the lock of its brother. But see how modest she is<br/>
by nature, who, in the first place, has come, having<br/>
stitched to her no leathern phallus hanging down, red at<br/>
the top, and thick, to set the boys a laughing; nor yet<br/>
jeered the bald-headed, nor danced the cordax; nor does<br/>
the old man who speaks the verses beat the person near<br/>
him with his staff, keeping out of sight wretched<br/>
ribaldry; nor has she rushed in with torches, nor does<br/>
she shout iou, iou; but has come relying on herself and<br/>
her verses. And I, although so excellent a poet, do not<br/>
give myself airs, nor do I seek to deceive you by twice<br/>
and thrice bringing forward the same pieces; but I am<br/>
always clever at introducing new fashions, not at all<br/>
resembling each other, and all of them clever; who<br/>
struck Cleon in the belly when at the height of his<br/>
power, and could not bear to attack him afterward when<br/>
he was down. But these scribblers, when once Hyperbolus<br/>
has given them a handle, keep ever trampling on this<br/>
wretched man and his mother. Eupolis, indeed, first of<br/>
all craftily introduced his Maricas, having basely, base<br/>
fellow, spoiled by altering my play of the Knights,<br/>
having added to it, for the sake of the cordax, a<br/>
drunken old woman, whom Phrynichus long ago poetized,<br/>
whom the whale was for devouring. Then again Hermippus<br/>
made verses on Hyperbolus; and now all others press hard<br/>
upon Hyperbolus, imitating my simile of the eels.<br/>
Whoever, therefore, laughs at these, let him not take<br/>
pleasure in my attempts; but if you are delighted with<br/>
me and my inventions, in times to come you will seem to<br/>
be wise.<br/></p>
<p><br/>
I first invoke, to join our choral band, the mighty<br/>
Jupiter, ruling on high, the monarch of gods; and the<br/>
potent master of the trident, the fierce upheaver of<br/>
earth and briny sea; and our father of great renown,<br/>
most august Aether, life-supporter of all; and the<br/>
horse-guider, who fills the plain of the earth with<br/>
exceeding bright beams, a mighty deity among gods and<br/>
mortals.<br/></p>
<p><br/>
Most clever spectators, come, give us your attention;<br/>
for having been injured, we blame you to your faces. For<br/>
though we benefit the state most of all the gods, to us<br/>
alone of the deities you do not offer sacrifice nor yet<br/>
pour libations, who watch over you. For if there should<br/>
be any expedition without prudence, then we either<br/>
thunder or drizzle small rain. And then, when you were<br/>
for choosing as your general the Paphlagonian tanner,<br/>
hateful to the gods, we contracted our brows and were<br/>
enraged; and thunder burst through the lightning; and<br/>
the Moon forsook her usual paths; and the Sun<br/>
immediately drew in his wick to himself, and declared he<br/>
would not give you light, if Cleon should be your<br/>
general. Nevertheless you chose him. For they say that<br/>
ill counsel is in this city; that the gods, however,<br/>
turn all these your mismanagements to a prosperous<br/>
issue. And how this also shall be advantageous, we will<br/>
easily teach you. If you should convict the cormorant<br/>
Cleon of bribery and embezzlement, and then make fast<br/>
his neck in the stocks, the affair will turn out for the<br/>
state to the ancient form again, if you have mismanaged<br/>
in any way, and to a prosperous issue.<br/></p>
<p><br/>
Hear me again, King Phoebus, Delian Apollo, who<br/>
inhabitest the high-peaked Cynthian rock! And thou,<br/>
blessed goddess, who inhabitest the all-golden house of<br/>
Ephesus, in which Lydian damsels greatly reverence<br/>
thee; and thou, our national goddess, swayer of the<br/>
aegis, Minerva, guardian of the city! And thou, reveler<br/>
Bacchus, who, inhabiting the Parnassian rock, sparklest<br/>
with torches, conspicuous among the Delphic Bacchanals!<br/></p>
<p><br/>
When we had got ready to set out hither, the Moon met<br/>
us, and commanded us first to greet the Athenians and<br/>
their allies; and then declared that she was angry, for<br/>
that she had suffered dreadful things, though she<br/>
benefits you all, not in words, but openly. In the first<br/>
place, not less than a drachma every month for torches;<br/>
so that also all, when they went out of an evening, were<br/>
wont to say, "Boy, don't buy a torch, for the moonlight<br/>
is beautiful." And she says she confers other benefits<br/>
on you, but that you do not observe the days at all<br/>
correctly, but confuse them up and down; so that she<br/>
says the gods are constantly threatening her, when they<br/>
are defrauded of their dinner, and depart home, not<br/>
having met with the regular feast according to the<br/>
number of the days. And then, when you ought to be<br/>
sacrificing, you are inflicting tortures and litigating.<br/>
And often, while we gods are observing a fast, when we<br/>
mourn for Memnon or Sarpedon, you are pouring libations<br/>
and laughing. For which reason Hyperbolus, having<br/>
obtained the lot this year to be Hieromnemon, was<br/>
afterward deprived by us gods of his crown; for thus he<br/>
will know better that he ought to spend the days of his<br/>
life according to the Moon.<br/></p>
<p> [Enter Socrates]<br/></p>
<p> Soc. By Respiration, and Chaos, and Air, I have not seen<br/>
any man so boorish, nor so impracticable, nor so stupid,<br/>
nor so forgetful; who, while learning some little petty<br/>
quibbles, forgets them before he has learned them.<br/>
Nevertheless I will certainly call him out here to the<br/>
light. Where is Strepsiades? Come forth with your couch.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. (from within). The bugs do not permit me to bring<br/>
it forth.<br/></p>
<p> Soc. Make haste and lay it down; and give me your<br/>
attention.<br/></p>
<p> [Enter Strepsiades]<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Very well.<br/></p>
<p> Soc. Come now; what do you now wish to learn first of<br/>
those things in none of which you have ever been<br/>
instructed? Tell me. About measures, or rhythms, or<br/>
verses?<br/></p>
<p> Strep. I should prefer to learn about measures; for it<br/>
is but lately I was cheated out of two choenices by a<br/>
meal-huckster.<br/></p>
<p> Soc. I do not ask you this, but which you account the<br/>
most beautiful measure; the trimetre or the tetrameter?<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Make a wager then with me, if the semisextarius<br/>
be not a tetrameter.<br/></p>
<p> Soc. Go to the devil! How boorish you are and dull of<br/>
learning. Perhaps you may be able to learn about<br/>
rhythms.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. But what good will rhythms do me for a living?<br/></p>
<p> Soc. In the first place, to be clever at an<br/>
entertainment, understanding what rhythm is for the<br/>
war-dance, and what, again, according to the dactyle.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. According to the dactyle? By Jove, but I know it!<br/></p>
<p> Soc. Tell me, pray.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. What else but this finger? Formerly, indeed, when<br/>
I was yet a boy, this here!<br/></p>
<p> Soc. You are boorish and stupid.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. For I do not desire, you wretch, to learn any of<br/>
these things.<br/></p>
<p> Soc. What then?<br/></p>
<p> Strep. That, that, the most unjust cause.<br/></p>
<p> Soc. But you must learn other things before these;<br/>
namely, what quadrupeds are properly masculine.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. I know the males, if I am not mad-krios, tragos,<br/>
tauros, kuon, alektryon.<br/></p>
<p> Soc. Do you see what you are doing? You are calling both<br/>
the female and the male alektryon in the same way.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. How, pray? Come, tell me.<br/></p>
<p> Soc. How? The one with you is alektryon, and the other<br/>
is alektryon also.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Yea, by Neptune! How now ought I to call them?<br/></p>
<p> Soc. The one alektryaina and the other alektor.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Alektryaina? Capital, by the Air! So that, in<br/>
return for this lesson alone, I will fill your kardopos<br/>
full of barley-meal on all sides.<br/></p>
<p> Soc. See! See! There again is another blunder! You make<br/>
kardopos, which is feminine, to be masculine.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. In what way do I make kardopos masculine?<br/></p>
<p> Soc. Most assuredly; just as if you were to say<br/>
Cleonymos.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Good sir, Cleonymus had no kneading-trough, but<br/>
kneaded his bread in a round mortar. How ought I to call<br/>
it henceforth?<br/></p>
<p> Soc. How? Call it kardope, as you call Sostrate.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Kardope in the feminine?<br/></p>
<p> Soc. For so you speak it rightly.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. But that would make it kardope, Kleonyme.<br/></p>
<p> Soc. You must learn one thing more about names, what are<br/>
masculine and what of them are feminine.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. I know what are female.<br/></p>
<p> Soc. Tell me, pray.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Lysilla, Philinna, Clitagora, Demetria.<br/></p>
<p> Soc. What names are masculine?<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Thousands; Philoxenus, Melesias, Amynias.<br/></p>
<p> Soc. But, you wretch! These are not masculine.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Are they not males with you?<br/></p>
<p> Soc. By no means; for how would you call Amynias, if you<br/>
met him?<br/></p>
<p> Strep. How would I call? Thus: "Come hither, come hither<br/>
Amynia!"<br/></p>
<p> Soc. Do you see? You call Amynias a woman.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Is it not then with justice, who does not serve<br/>
in the army? But why should I learn these things, that<br/>
we all know?<br/></p>
<p> Soc. It is no use, by Jupiter! Having reclined yourself<br/>
down here—<br/></p>
<p> Strep. What must I do?<br/></p>
<p> Soc. Think out some of your own affairs.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Not here, pray, I beseech you; but, if I must,<br/>
suffer me to excogitate these very things on the ground.<br/></p>
<p> Soc. There is no other way.<br/></p>
<p> [Exit Socrates.]<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Unfortunate man that I am! What a penalty shall I<br/>
this day pay to the bugs!<br/></p>
<p> Cho. Now meditate and examine closely; and roll yourself<br/>
about in every way, having wrapped yourself up; and<br/>
quickly, when you fall into a difficulty, spring to<br/>
another mental contrivance. But let delightful sleep be<br/>
absent from your eyes.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Attatai! Attatai!<br/></p>
<p> Cho. What ails you? Why are you distressed?<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Wretched man, I am perishing! The Corinthians,<br/>
coming out from the bed, are biting me, and devouring my<br/>
sides, and drinking up my life-blood, and tearing away<br/>
my flesh, and digging through my vitals, and will<br/>
annihilate me.<br/></p>
<p> Cho. Do not now be very grievously distressed.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Why, how, when my money is gone, my complexion<br/>
gone, my life gone, and my slipper gone? And furthermore<br/>
in addition to these evils, with singing the<br/>
night-watches, I am almost gone myself.<br/></p>
<p> [Re-enter Socrates]<br/></p>
<p> Soc. Ho you! What are you about? Are you not meditating?<br/></p>
<p> Strep. I? Yea, by Neptune!<br/></p>
<p> Soc. And what, pray, have you thought?<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Whether any bit of me will be left by the bugs.<br/></p>
<p> Soc. You will perish most wretchedly.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. But, my good friend, I have already perished.<br/></p>
<p> Soc. You must not give in, but must wrap yourself up;<br/>
for you have to discover a device for abstracting, and a<br/>
means of cheating.<br/></p>
<p> [Walks up and down while Strepsiades wraps himself up in<br/>
the blankets.]<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Ah me! Would, pray, some one would throw over me<br/>
a swindling contrivance from the sheep-skins.<br/></p>
<p> Soc. Come now; I will first see this fellow, what he is<br/>
about. Ho you! Are you asleep?<br/></p>
<p> Strep. No, by Apollo, I am not!<br/></p>
<p> Soc. Have you got anything?<br/></p>
<p> Strep. No; by Jupiter, certainly not!<br/></p>
<p> Soc. Nothing at all?<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Nothing, except what I have in my right hand.<br/></p>
<p> Soc. Will you not quickly cover yourself up and think of<br/>
something?<br/></p>
<p> Strep. About what? For do you tell me this, O Socrates!<br/></p>
<p> Soc. Do you, yourself, first find out and state what you<br/>
wish.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. You have heard a thousand times what I wish.<br/>
About the interest; so that I may pay no one.<br/></p>
<p> Soc. Come then, wrap yourself up, and having given your<br/>
mind play with subtilty, revolve your affairs by little<br/>
and little, rightly distinguishing and examining.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Ah me, unhappy man!<br/></p>
<p> Soc. Keep quiet; and if you be puzzled in any one of<br/>
your conceptions, leave it and go; and then set your<br/>
mind in motion again, and lock it up.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. (in great glee). O dearest little Socrates!<br/></p>
<p> Soc. What, old man?<br/></p>
<p> Strep. I have got a device for cheating them of the<br/>
interest.<br/></p>
<p> Soc. Exhibit it.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Now tell me this, pray; if I were to purchase a<br/>
Thessalian witch, and draw down the moon by night, and<br/>
then shut it up, as if it were a mirror, in a round<br/>
crest-case, and then carefully keep it—<br/></p>
<p> Soc. What good, pray, would this do you?<br/></p>
<p> Strep. What? If the moon were to rise no longer<br/>
anywhere, I should not pay the interest.<br/></p>
<p> Soc. Why so, pray?<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Because the money is lent out by the month.<br/></p>
<p> Soc. Capital! But I will again propose to you another<br/>
clever question. If a suit of five talents should be<br/>
entered against you, tell me how you would obliterate<br/>
it.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. How? How? I do not know but I must seek.<br/></p>
<p> Soc. Do not then always revolve your thoughts about<br/>
yourself; but slack away your mind into the air, like a<br/>
cock-chafer tied with a thread by the foot.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. I have found a very clever method of getting rid<br/>
of my suit, so that you yourself would acknowledge it.<br/></p>
<p> Soc. Of what description?<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Have you ever seen this stone in the chemist's<br/>
shops, the beautiful and transparent one, from which<br/>
they kindle fire?<br/></p>
<p> Soc. Do you mean the burning-glass?<br/></p>
<p> Strep. I do. Come what would you say, pray, if I were to<br/>
take this, when the clerk was entering the suit, and<br/>
were to stand at a distance, in the direction of the<br/>
sun, thus, and melt out the letters of my suit?<br/></p>
<p> Soc. Cleverly done, by the Graces!<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Oh! How I am delighted, that a suit of five<br/>
talents has been cancelled!<br/></p>
<p> Soc. Come now, quickly seize upon this.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. What?<br/></p>
<p> Soc. How, when engaged in a lawsuit, you could overturn<br/>
the suit, when you were about to be cast, because you<br/>
had no witnesses.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Most readily and easily.<br/></p>
<p> Soc. Tell me, pray.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Well now, I'll tell you. If, while one suit was<br/>
still pending, before mine was called on, I were to run<br/>
away and hang myself.<br/></p>
<p> Soc. You talk nonsense.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. By the gods, would I! For no one will bring<br/>
action against me when I am dead.<br/></p>
<p> Soc. You talk nonsense. Begone; I can't teach you any<br/>
longer.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Why so? Yea, by the gods, O Socrates!<br/></p>
<p> Soc. You straightaway forget whatever you learn. For<br/>
what now was the first thing you were taught? Tell me.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Come, let me see: nay, what was the first? What<br/>
was the fist? Nay, what was the thing in which we knead<br/>
our flour? Ah me! What was it?<br/></p>
<p> Soc. Will you not pack off to the devil, you most<br/>
forgetful and most stupid old man?<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Ah me, what then, pray will become of me,<br/>
wretched man? For I shall be utterly undone, if I do not<br/>
learn to ply the tongue. Come, O ye Clouds, give me some<br/>
good advice.<br/></p>
<p> Cho. We, old man, advise you, if you have a son grown<br/>
up, to send him to learn in your stead.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Well, I have a fine, handsome son, but he is not<br/>
willing to learn. What must I do?<br/></p>
<p> Cho. But do you permit him?<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Yes, for he is robust in body, and in good<br/>
health, and is come of the high-plumed dames of Coesyra.<br/>
I will go for him, and if he be not willing, I will<br/>
certainly drive him from my house.<br/></p>
<p> [To Socrates.]<br/></p>
<p> Go in and wait for me a short time.<br/></p>
<p> [Exit]<br/></p>
<p> Cho. Do you perceive that you are soon to obtain the<br/>
greatest benefits through us alone of the gods? For this<br/>
man is ready to do everything that you bid him. But you,<br/>
while the man is astounded and evidently elated, having<br/>
perceived it, will quickly fleece him to the best of<br/>
your power.<br/></p>
<p> [Exit Socrates]<br/></p>
<p> For matters of this sort are somehow accustomed to turn<br/>
the other way.<br/></p>
<p> [Enter Strepsiades and Phidippides]<br/></p>
<p> Strep. By Mist, you certainly shall not stay here any<br/>
longer! But go and gnaw the columns of Megacles.<br/></p>
<p> Phid. My good sir, what is the matter with you, O<br/>
father? You are not in your senses, by Olympian Jupiter!<br/></p>
<p> Strep. See, see, "Olympian Jupiter!" What folly! To<br/>
think of your believing in Jupiter, as old as you are!<br/></p>
<p> Phid. Why, pray, did you laugh at this?<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Reflecting that you are a child, and have<br/>
antiquated notions. Yet, however, approach, that you may<br/>
know more; and I will tell you a thing, by learning<br/>
which you will be a man. But see that you do not teach<br/>
this to any one.<br/></p>
<p> Phid. Well, what is it?<br/></p>
<p> Strep. You swore now by Jupiter.<br/></p>
<p> Phid. I did.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Seest thou, then, how good a thing is learning?<br/>
There is no Jupiter, O Phidippides!<br/></p>
<p> Phid. Who then?<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Vortex reigns, having expelled Jupiter.<br/></p>
<p> Phid. Bah! Why do you talk foolishly?<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Be assured that it is so.<br/></p>
<p> Phid. Who says this?<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Socrates the Melian, and Chaerephon, who knows<br/>
the footmarks of fleas.<br/></p>
<p> Phid. Have you arrived at such a pitch of frenzy that<br/>
you believe madmen?<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Speak words of good omen, and say nothing bad of<br/>
clever men and wise; of whom, through frugality, none<br/>
ever shaved or anointed himself, or went to a bath to<br/>
wash himself; while you squander my property in bathing,<br/>
as if I were already dead. But go as quickly as possible<br/>
and learn instead of me.<br/></p>
<p> Phid. What good could any one learn from them?<br/></p>
<p> Strep. What, really? Whatever wisdom there is among men.<br/>
And you will know yourself, how ignorant and stupid you<br/>
are. But wait for me here a short time.<br/></p>
<p> [Runs off]<br/></p>
<p> Phid. Ah me! What shall I do, my father being crazed?<br/>
Shall I bring him into court and convict him of lunacy,<br/>
or shall I give information of his madness to the<br/>
coffin-makers?<br/></p>
<p> [Re-enter Strepsiades with a cock under one arm and a<br/>
hen under the other]<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Come, let me see; what do you consider this to<br/>
be? Tell me.<br/></p>
<p> Phid. Alectryon.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Right. And what this?<br/></p>
<p> Phid. Alectryon.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Both the same? You are very ridiculous. Do not do<br/>
so, then, for the future; but call this alektryaina, and<br/>
this one alektor.<br/></p>
<p> Phid. Alektryaina! Did you learn these clever things by<br/>
going in just now to the Titans?<br/></p>
<p> Strep. And many others too; but whatever I learned on<br/>
each occasion I used to forget immediately, through<br/>
length of years.<br/></p>
<p> Phid. Is it for this reason, pray, that you have also<br/>
lost your cloak?<br/></p>
<p> Strep. I have not lost it; but have studied it away.<br/></p>
<p> Phid. What have you made of your slippers, you foolish<br/>
man?<br/></p>
<p> Strep. I have expended them, like Pericles, for needful<br/>
purposes. Come, move, let us go. And then if you obey<br/>
your father, go wrong if you like. I also know that I<br/>
formerly obeyed you, a lisping child of six years old,<br/>
and bought you a go-cart at the Diasia, with the first<br/>
obolus I received from the Heliaea.<br/></p>
<p> Phid. You will assuredly some time at length be grieved<br/>
at this.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. It is well done of you that you obeyed. Come<br/>
hither, come hither O Socrates! Come forth, for I bring<br/>
to you this son of mine, having persuaded him against<br/>
his will.<br/></p>
<p> [Enter Socrates]<br/></p>
<p> Soc. For he is still childish, and not used to the<br/>
baskets here.<br/></p>
<p> Phid. You would yourself be used to them if you were<br/>
hanged.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. A mischief take you! Do you abuse your teacher?<br/></p>
<p> Soc. "Were hanged" quoth 'a! How sillily he pronounced<br/>
it, and with lips wide apart! How can this youth ever<br/>
learn an acquittal from a trial or a legal summons, or<br/>
persuasive refutation? And yet Hyperbolus learned this<br/>
at the cost of a talent.<br/></p>
<p> Strep. Never mind; teach him. He is clever by nature.<br/>
Indeed, from his earliest years, when he was a little<br/>
fellow only so big, he was wont to form houses and carve<br/>
ships within-doors, and make little wagons of leather,<br/>
and make frogs out of pomegranate-rinds, you can't think<br/>
how cleverly. But see that he learns those two causes;<br/>
the better, whatever it may be; and the worse, which, by<br/>
maintaining what is unjust, overturns the better. If not<br/>
both, at any rate the unjust one by all means.<br/></p>
<p> Soc. He shall learn it himself from the two causes in<br/>
person.<br/></p>
<p> [Exit Socrates]<br/></p>
<p> Strep. I will take my departure. Remember this now, that<br/>
he is to be able to reply to all just arguments.<br/></p>
<p> [Exit Strepsiades and enter Just Cause and Unjust Cause]<br/></p>
<p> Just Cause. Come hither! Show yourself to the<br/>
spectators, although being audacious.<br/></p>
<p> Unjust Cause. Go whither you please; for I shall far<br/>
rather do for you, if I speak before a crowd.<br/></p>
<p> Just. You destroy me? Who are you?<br/></p>
<p> Unj. A cause.<br/></p>
<p> Just. Ay, the worse.<br/></p>
<p> Unj. But I conquer you, who say that you are better than<br/>
I.<br/></p>
<p> Just. By doing what clever trick?<br/></p>
<p> Unj. By discovering new contrivances.<br/></p>
<p> Just. For these innovations flourish by the favour of<br/>
these silly persons.<br/></p>
<p> Unj. No; but wise persons.<br/></p>
<p> Just I will destroy you miserably.<br/></p>
<p> Unj. Tell me, by doing what?<br/></p>
<p> Just By speaking what is just.<br/></p>
<p> Unj. But I will overturn them by contradicting them; for<br/>
I deny that justice even exists at all.<br/></p>
<p> Just Do you deny that it exists?<br/></p>
<p> Unj. For come, where is it?<br/></p>
<p> Just With the gods.<br/></p>
<p> Unj. How, then, if justice exists, has Jupiter not<br/>
perished, who bound his own father?<br/></p>
<p> Just Bah! This profanity now is spreading! Give me a<br/>
basin.<br/></p>
<p> Unj. You are a dotard and absurd.<br/></p>
<p> Just You are debauched and shameless.<br/></p>
<p> Unj. You have spoken roses of me.<br/></p>
<p> Just And a dirty lickspittle.<br/></p>
<p> Unj. You crown me with lilies.<br/></p>
<p> Just And a parricide.<br/></p>
<p> Unj. You don't know that you are sprinkling me with<br/>
gold.<br/></p>
<p> Just Certainly not so formerly, but with lead.<br/></p>
<p> Unj. But now this is an ornament to me.<br/></p>
<p> Just You are very impudent.<br/></p>
<p> Unj. And you are antiquated.<br/></p>
<p> Just And through you, no one of our youths is willing to<br/>
go to school; and you will be found out some time or<br/>
other by the Athenians, what sort of doctrines you teach<br/>
the simple-minded.<br/></p>
<p> Unj. You are shamefully squalid.<br/></p>
<p> Just And you are prosperous. And yet formerly you were a<br/>
beggar saying that you were the Mysian Telephus, and<br/>
gnawing the maxims of Pandeletus out of your little<br/>
wallet.<br/></p>
<p> Unj. Oh, the wisdom—<br/></p>
<p> Just Oh, the madness—<br/></p>
<p> Unj. Which you have mentioned.<br/></p>
<p> Just And of your city, which supports you who ruin her<br/>
youths.<br/></p>
<p> Unj. You shan't teach this youth, you old dotard.<br/></p>
<p> Just Yes, if he is to be saved, and not merely to<br/>
practise loquacity.<br/></p>
<p> Unj. (to Phidippides) Come hither, and leave him to<br/>
rave.<br/></p>
<p> Just You shall howl, if you lay your hand on him.<br/></p>
<p> Cho. Cease from contention and railing. But show to us,<br/>
you, what you used to teach the men of former times, and<br/>
you, the new system of education; in order that, having<br/>
heard you disputing, he may decide and go to the school<br/>
of one or the other.<br/></p>
<p> Just. I am willing to do so.<br/></p>
<p> Unj. I also am willing.<br/></p>
<p> Cho. Come now, which of the two shall speak first?<br/></p>
<p> Unj. I will give him the precedence; and then, from<br/>
these things which he adduces, I will shoot him dead<br/>
with new words and thoughts. And at last, if he mutter,<br/>
he shall be destroyed, being stung in his whole face and<br/>
his two eyes by my maxims, as if by bees.<br/></p>
<p> Cho. Now the two, relying on very dexterous arguments<br/>
and thoughts, and sententious maxims, will show which of<br/>
them shall appear superior in argument. For now the<br/>
whole crisis of wisdom is here laid before them; about<br/>
which my friends have a very great contest. But do you,<br/>
who adorned our elders with many virtuous manners, utter<br/>
the voice in which you rejoice, and declare your nature.<br/></p>
<p> Just. I will, therefore, describe the ancient system of<br/>
education, how it was ordered, when I flourished in the<br/>
advocacy of justice, and temperance was the fashion. In<br/>
the first place it was incumbent that no one should hear<br/>
the voice of a boy uttering a syllable; and next, that<br/>
those from the same quarter of the town should march in<br/>
good order through the streets to the school of the<br/>
harp-master, naked, and in a body, even if it were to<br/>
snow as thick as meal. Then again, their master would<br/>
teach them, not sitting cross-legged, to learn by rote a<br/>
song, either "pallada persepolin deinan" or "teleporon<br/>
ti boama" raising to a higher pitch the harmony which<br/>
our fathers transmitted to us. But if any of them were<br/>
to play the buffoon, or to turn any quavers, like these<br/>
difficult turns the present artists make after the<br/>
manner of Phrynis, he used to be thrashed, being beaten<br/>
with many blows, as banishing the Muses. And it behooved<br/>
the boys, while sitting in the school of the<br/>
Gymnastic-master, to cover the thigh, so that they might<br/>
exhibit nothing indecent to those outside; then again,<br/>
after rising from the ground, to sweep the sand<br/>
together, and to take care not to leave an impression of<br/>
the person for their lovers. And no boy used in those<br/>
days to anoint himself below the navel; so that their<br/>
bodies wore the appearance of blooming health. Nor used<br/>
he to go to his lover, having made up his voice in an<br/>
effeminate tone, prostituting himself with his eyes. Nor<br/>
used it to be allowed when one was dining to take the<br/>
head of the radish, or to snatch from their seniors dill<br/>
or parsley, or to eat fish, or to giggle, or to keep the<br/>
legs crossed.<br/></p>
<p> Unj. Aye, antiquated and dipolia-like and full of<br/>
grasshoppers, and of Cecydes, and of the Buphonian<br/>
festival!<br/></p>
<p> Just Yet certainly these are those principles by which<br/>
my system of education nurtured the men who fought at<br/>
Marathon. But you teach the men of the present day, so<br/>
that I am choked, when at the Panathenaia a fellow,<br/>
holding his shield before his person, neglects<br/>
Tritogenia, when they ought to dance. Wherefore, O<br/>
youth, choose with confidence, me, the better cause, and<br/>
you will learn to hate the Agora, and to refrain from<br/>
baths, and to be ashamed of what is disgraceful, and to<br/>
be enraged if any one jeer you, and to rise up from<br/>
seats before your seniors when they approach, and not to<br/>
behave ill toward your parents, and to do nothing else<br/>
that is base, because you are to form in your mind an<br/>
image of Modesty: and not to dart into the house of a<br/>
dancing-woman, lest, while gaping after these things,<br/>
being struck with an apple by a wanton, you should be<br/>
damaged in your reputation: and not to contradict your<br/>
father in anything; nor by calling him Iapetus, to<br/>
reproach him with the ills of age, by which you were<br/>
reared in your infancy.<br/></p>
<p> Unj. If you shall believe him in this, O youth, by<br/>
Bacchus, you will be like the sons of Hippocrates, and<br/>
they will call you a booby.<br/></p>
<p> Just. Yet certainly shall you spend your time in the<br/>
gymnastic schools, sleek and blooming; not chattering in<br/>
the market-place rude jests, like the youths of the<br/>
present day; nor dragged into court for a petty suit,<br/>
greedy, pettifogging, knavish; but you shall descend to<br/>
the Academy and run races beneath the sacred olives<br/>
along with some modest compeer, crowned with white<br/>
reeds, redolent of yew, and careless ease, of<br/>
leaf-shedding white poplar, rejoicing in the season of<br/>
spring, when the plane-tree whispers to the elm. If you<br/>
do these things which I say, and apply your mind to<br/>
these, you will ever have a stout chest, a clear<br/>
complexion, broad shoulders, a little tongue, large<br/>
hips, little lewdness. But if you practise what the<br/>
youths of the present day do, you will have in the first<br/>
place, a pallid complexion, small shoulders, a narrow<br/>
chest, a large tongue, little hips, great lewdness, a<br/>
long psephism; and this deceiver will persuade you to<br/>
consider everything that is base to be honourable, and<br/>
what is honourable to be base; and in addition to this,<br/>
he will fill you with the lewdness of Antimachus.<br/></p>
<p> Cho. O thou that practisest most renowned high-towering<br/>
wisdom! How sweetly does a modest grace attend your<br/>
words! Happy, therefore, were they who lived in those<br/>
days, in the times of former men! In reply, then, to<br/>
these, O thou that hast a dainty-seeming Muse, it<br/>
behooveth thee to say something new; since the man has<br/>
gained renown. And it appears you have need of powerful<br/>
arguments against him, if you are to conquer the man and<br/>
not incur laughter.<br/></p>
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