EURIPIDES
That's enough.
MNESILOCHUS
Go and hang yourself!
EURIPIDES
Go and hang yourself!
MNESILOCHUS
What a plague!
EURIPIDES
What a plague!
MNESILOCHUS
Cursed brute!
EURIPIDES
Cursed brute!
MNESILOCHUS
Beware of blows!
EURIPIDES
Beware of blows!
SCYTHIAN
Hullo! what are you jabbering about?
EURIPIDES
What are you jabbering about?
SCYTHIAN
I shall go and call the Magistrates.
EURIPIDES
I shall go and call the Magistrates.
SCYTHIAN
This is odd!
EURIPIDES
This is odd!
SCYTHIAN
Whence comes this voice?
EURIPIDES
Whence comes this voice?
SCYTHIAN
You are mad.
EURIPIDES
You are mad.
SCYTHIAN
Ah! beware!
EURIPIDES
Ah! beware!
SCYTHIAN (to MNESILOCHUS)
Are you mocking me?
EURIPIDES
Are you mocking me?
MNESILOCHUS
No, it's this woman, who stands near you.
EURIPIDES
Who stands near you.
SCYTHIAN
Where is the hussy!
MNESILOCHUS
She's
running away.
SCYTHIAN
Where are you
running to?
EURIPIDES
Where are you
running to?
SCYTHIAN
You shall not get away.
EURIPIDES
You shall not get away.
SCYTHIAN
You are chattering still?
EURIPIDES
You are chattering still?
SCYTHIAN
Stop the hussy.
EURIPIDES
Stop the hussy.
SCYTHIAN
What a babbling, cursed woman!
(EURIPIDES now enters, costumed as Perseus.)
EURIPIDES
"Oh! ye gods! to what
barbarian land has my swift
flight taken me?
I am Perseus; I
cleave the plains of the air with my
winged feet,
and I am carrying the Gorgon's head to Argos."
SCYTHIAN
What, are you talking about the head of Gorgos, the scribe?
EURIPIDES
No, I am
speaking of the head of the Gorgon.
SCYTHIAN
Why, yes! of Gorgos!
EURIPIDES
"But what do I behold? A young
maiden, beautiful as the immortals,
chained to this rock like a
vessel in port?"
MNESILOCHUS
"Take pity on me, oh stranger! I am so
unhappy and distraught!
Free me from these bonds."
SCYTHIAN
You keep still! a curse upon your impudence! you are going to die,
and yet you will be chattering!
EURIPIDES
"Oh!
virgin! I take pity on your chains."
SCYTHIAN
But this is no
virgin; he's an old rogue, a cheat and a thief.
EURIPIDES
You have lost your wits, Scythian. This is Andromeda, the daughter
of Cepheus.
SCYTHIAN (lifting up MNESILOCHUS' robe)
But look at his tool; it's pretty big.
EURIPIDES
Give me your hand, that I may
descend near this young
maiden. Each
man has his own particular
weakness; as for me I am aflame with love
for this
virgin.
SCYTHIAN
Oh! I'm not
jealous; and as he has his arse turned this way,
why, I don't care if you make love to him.
EURIPIDES
"Ah! let me
release her, and
hasten to join her on the bridal
couch."
SCYTHIAN
If you are so eager to make the old man, you can bore through
the plank, and so get at him.
EURIPIDES
No, I will break his bonds.
SCYTHIAN
Beware of my lash!
EURIPIDES
No matter.
SCYTHIAN
This blade shall cut off your head.
EURIPIDES
"Ah! what can be done? what arguments can I use? This savage
will understand nothing! The newest and most
cunning fancies are a
dead letter to the
ignorant. Let us
invent some artifice to fit in
with his
coarse nature."
(He departs.)
SCYTHIAN
I can see the
rascal is
trying to outwit me.
MNESILOCHUS
Ah! Perseus! remember in what condition you are leaving me.
SCYTHIAN
Are you
wanting to feel my lash again!
CHORUS (singing)
Oh! Pallas, who art fond of dances,
hastenhither at my call.
Oh! thou
chastevirgin, the protectress of Athens, I call thee in
accordance with the
sacred rites, thee, whose
evidentprotection we
adore and who keepest the keys of our city in thy hands. Do thou
appear, thou whose just
hatred has overturned our tyrants. The
womenfolk are
calling thee;
hastenhither at their bidding along
with Peace, who shall
restore the festivals. And ye,
august goddesses,
display a smiling and propitious
countenance to our gaze; come into
your
sacred grove, the entry to which is
forbidden to men; 'tis
there in the midst of the
sacred orgies that we
contemplate your
divine features. Come, appear, we pray it of you, oh, venerable
Thesmophorae! Is you have ever answered our
appeal, oh! come into
our midst.
(During this ode the SCYTHIAN falls asleep. At the end of it
EURIPIDES returns,
thinly disguised as an old procuress; the
CHORUS recognizes him, the SCYTHIAN does not; he carries a harp,
and is followed by a dancing girl and a young flute-girl.)
EURIPIDES
Women, if you will be reconciled with me, I am
willing, and I
undertake never to say anything ill of you in future. Those are my
proposals for peace.
LEADER OF THE CHORUS
And what impels you to make these overtures?
EURIPIDES (to the CHORUS)
This
unfortunate man, who is chained to the post, is my
father-in-law; if you will
restore him to me, you will have no more
cause to
complain of me; but if not, I shall reveal your pranks to
your husbands when they return from the war.
LEADER OF THE CHORUS
We accept peace, but there is this
barbarian whom you must buy
over.
EURIPIDES
I'll take care of that. Come, my little wench, bear in mind what I
told you on the road and do it well. Come, go past him and gird up
your robe. And you, you little dear, play us the air of a Persian
dance.
SCYTHIAN (waking)
What is this music that makes me so blithe?
EURIPIDES
Scythian, this young girl is going to
practise some dances,
which she has to perform at a feast presently.
SCYTHIAN
Very well! let her dance and
practise; I won't
hinder her. How
nimbly she bounds! just like a flea on a fleece.
EURIPIDES
Come, my dear, off with your robe and seat yourself on the
Scythian's knee; stretch forth your feet to me, that I may take off
your slippers.
SCYTHIAN
Ah! yes, seat yourself, my little girl, ah! yes, to be sure.
What a firm little titty! it's just like a turnip.
EURIPIDES (to the flute-girl)
An air on the flute, quick! Are you afraid of the Scythian?
SCYTHIAN
What a nice arse! Hold still, won't you? A nice twat, too.
EURIPIDES
That's so! (To the dancing girl) Resume your dress, it is time
to be going.
SCYTHIAN
Give me a kiss.
EURIPIDES
Come, give him a kiss.
SCYTHIAN
Oh! oh! oh! my god, what soft lips! like Attic honey. But might
she not stay with me?
EURIPIDES