5 Eftsone the page doth sette upon our bord, 5 10 II. (P. 78.) MASTER. Hark ye, fellow! make the best of your way to Phidon's riding-school (your road lies through the cypress-grove burying-place to the forum by the public baths, where our tribunes hold their meetings) and tell those pretty gentlemen, who are there at their exercises of vaulting on their horses and off their horses (you know well enough whom I mean) tell 'em, I say, that supper is grown cold, their liquor hot, their. pastry dry, their bread stale, their roast done to powder, their salt-meat stript from the very bones, their tripes, chitterlings, sausages and stuft-puddings mangled and devoured by guests, who are beforehand with 'em: the glass has gone round, and the wine is nearly out; the company are at their frolics, and the house thrown out of the windows-Now mark and remember every syllable I have said to you-Dost yawn, rascal?-Let me hear if you can repeat the message I have given you. SERVANT. From the first word to the last, as you shall witness.—I am to bid those sparks come home and not loiter till the cook makes plunder of the broken victuals; I am to say the boil'd and the roast are ready; I am to reckon up their bill of fare, their onions, olives, garlick, coleworts, gourds, beans, lettuce, knot-grass; their salted tunny-fish, their shad, sturgeon, soals, conger, purple-fish and black-fish, (both whole ones) their anchovy, mackarel, fresh tunny, gudgeons, rock-fish, dog-fish tails, cramp-fish, frog-fish, perch, baccalao, sardin, seaweed-fish, seaMNESIMACHUS.] urchin, surmullet, cuckow-fish, pastinaca, lamprey, barbel, greymullet, lebias, sparus, char, Ælian-fish, Thracian-fish, swallow-fish, prawns, calamary, flounder, shrimps, polypody, cuttle-fish, orphus, lobster, crab, bleak, needle-fish, sprats, sea-scorpion, and grigg— I am to put them in mind of their roasts without number, of their goose, pork, beef, lamb, mutton, goat, kid, pullet, duck, swan, partridge, bergander, and a thousand more- -I am to warn them that their messmates are already fast by the teeth, chewing, gnawing, cutting, carving, boiling, roasting, laughing, playing, dancing, junketing, drinking, mobbing, scuffling, boxing, battling,— that the pipers are at their sport; every body singing, chorussing, clamouring, whilst the house smoaks with the odours of cinnamon, frankincense, myrrh, sweet-cane, storax, aloes, ambergrise, musk, camphire, cassia, and a flood of all other exquisite perfumes. CUMBERLAND. MOSCHIO. I. (P. 92.) Let the earth cover and protect its dead! II. III. IV. (Pp. 93. 94.) Wound not the soul of a departed man! CUMBERLAND. 5 5 [MNESIMACHUS MOSCHIO. The dumb, that cannot utter? When the soul Sek nat the holie ded for to diffame; NICOSTRATUS. (P. 95.) If this incessant chattering be your plan, PHOENICIDES. (P. 95.) So help me Venus! as I'm fairly sick, 10 CUMBERLAND. W. W. CUMBERLAND. 5 Than straight behold! a Man of War assail'd me— Shew'd me good stock of scars, but none of cash, No, not a doit-but still he vapour'd much 10 By which he gull'd me of a twelvemonth's hope, 15 And a grave son of Physic fill'd his place: And when I ask'd him for a taste, 'twas poison; That he so slightly priz'd it-all in vain I could not wring a drachma from his clutches.- CUMBERLAND. SOTADES. I. II. (Pp. 98. 100.) Is there a man just, honest, nobly born? Malice should hunt him down. Does wealth attend him? Beggary is at his heels: is he an Artist? Farewell repose! An equal upright Judge?— Report shall blast his virtues: is he strong? 5 Sickness shall sap his strength; account that day, 10 [PHOENICIDES-SOTADES. To foster none but villains, and destroy All, who are benefactors to mankind! A dose of poison; tried, condemn'd and kill'd: And crush'd that brain, where Tragedy had birth: And god-like Homer, woe the while! was starv'd— 15 20 CUMBERLAND. STRATO. (P. 101). I've harbour'd a He-Sphinx and not a Cook, Than, eyeing me from head to foot, he cries How many mortals hast thou bid to supper?' Mortals! quoth I, what tell you me of mortals? You're crazy sure! none by that name are bidden. · No Table Usher? no one to officiate 5 10 As Master of the Courses?'-No such person; These are my guests and friends, and amongst these 'Gods! is it possible?' cried he: Most certain, 15 I patiently replied; he swell'd and huff'd, As if forsooth! I'd done him heinous wrong, And robb'd him of his proper dignity; Ridiculous conceit! What offering mak'st thou 20 'Shall not the wide-horn'd ox be fell'd?' cries he; SOTADES-STRATO.] 17 |