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dishes; proud of his good fortunes, he has had these feathers cast
before his door to show us how he lives. (A woman appears, bearing the
attributes of Peace.)
Oh, Peace! companion of fair Aphrodite and of
the sweet Graces, how charming are thy features and yet I never knew
it! Would that Eros might join me to thee, Eros crowned with roses
as Zeuxis shows him to us! Do I seem somewhat old to thee? I am yet
able to make thee a threefold offering; despite my age I could plant a
long row of vines for you; then beside these some tender cuttings from
the fig; finally a youn, vinestock, loaded with fruit, and all
around the field olive trees, to furnish us with oil wherewith to
anoint us both at the New Moons.
(A HERALD enters.)
HERALD
Oyez, oyez! As was the custom of your forebears, empty a full
pitcher of wine at the call of the trumpet; he who first sees the
bottom shall get a wine-skin as round and plump as Ctesiphon's belly.
DICAEOPOLIS (coming out of the house; to his family within)
Women, children, have you not heard? Faith! do you not heed the
herald? Quick! let the hares boil and roast merrily; keep them
turning; withdraw them from the flame; prepare the chaplets; reach
me the skewers that I may spit the thrushes.
LEADER OF FIRST SEMI-CHORUS
I envy you your wisdom and even more your good cheer.
DICAEOPOLIS
What then will you say when you see the thrushes roasting?
LEADER OF FIRST SEMI-CHORUS
Ah! true indeed!
DICAEOPOLIS
Slave! stir up the fire.
LEADER OF FIRST SEMI-CHORUS
See, how he knows his business, what a perfect cook! How well he
understands the way to prepare a good dinner!
(A HUSBANDMAN enters in haste.)
HUSBANDMAN
Ah! woe is me!
DICAEOPOLIS
Heracles! What have we here?
HUSBANDMAN
A most miserable man.
DICAEOPOLIS
Keep your misery for yourself.
HUSBANDMAN
Ah! friend! since you alone are enjoying peace, grant me a part of
your truce, were it but five years.
DICAEOPOLIS
What has happened to you?
HUSBANDMAN
I am ruined; I have lost a pair of steers.
DICAEOPOLIS
How?
HUSBANDMAN
The Boeotians seized them at Phyle.
DICAEOPOLIS
Ah! poor wretch! and do you still wear white?
HUSBANDMAN
Their dung made my wealth.
DICAEOPOLIS
What can I do in the matter?
HUSBANDMAN
Crying for my beasts has lost me my eyesight. Ah! if you care
for poor Dercetes of Phyle, anoint mine eyes quickly with your balm of
peace.
DICAEOPOLIS
But, my poor fellow, I do not practise medicine.

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