plead the cause of the Milesians, which, if you gain it, means a
talent in your, pocket; that you hurry over devouring the fish to rush
off to the Assembly; suddenly you are called and run off with your
mouth full so as not to lose the talent and choke yourself. There!
that is my wish.
LEADER OF THE CHORUS
Splendid! by Zeus, Apollo and Demeter!
Faith! here is an excellent citizen indeed, such as has not been
seen for a long time. He's truly a man of the lowest scum! As for you,
Paphlagonian, who pretend to love me, you only feed me on garlic.
Return me my ring, for you cease to be my steward.
Here it is, but be assured, that if you bereave me of my power, my
successor will be worse than I am.
This cannot be my ring; I see another device, unless I am going
What was your device?
A fig-leaf, stuffed with bullock's fat.
No, that is not it.
What is it then?
It's a gull with beak wide open, haranguing the people from the
top of a stone.
Ah! great gods!
What is the matter?
Away! away out of my sight! It's not my ring he had, it was that
of Cleonymus. (To the SAUSAGE-SELLER) Wait, I'll give you this one;
you shall be my steward.
Master, I adjure you, decide nothing till you have heard my
If you believe him, you will have to prostitute yourself for him.
If you listen to him, you'll have to let him peel you to the
My oracles say that you are to reign over the whole earth, crowned
And mine say that, clothed in an embroidered purple robe, you
shall pursue Smicythe and her spouse, standing in a chariot of gold
and with a crown on your head.
Go, fetch me your oracles, that the Paphlagonian may hear them.
And you yours.
(He rushes into the house of DEMOS.)