III. (P. 177.) Forem vecte oppilamus: at nemo interim Quæ non feli pateret atque adultero. Clauduntur ædes pessulis, repagulis: Sed januam faber haud ita unquam muniit, IV. (P. 178.) Lacæna. Annos seniles ne, Philine, spreveris, Sed unum est in quo a vobis patres vincimur: V. (P. 178.) Amici siquis fuerit ingressus domum, Is si ex animo est amicus, signa, Nicophon, APOLLODORUS. ] VERSIONES ANGLICE. EPICHARMUS. (P.1.) Good gossip, if you love me, prate no more: Away to those, who have more need of them! You call the Scythians barbarous, and despise them; 5 10 Tho' he were moulded from an Ethiop's loins, CUMBERLAND. Cease, if you love me, mother, cease to trace And strive their want of virtue to supply If thousands find it difficult to trace (Through lack of friends, or luckless change of place) 5 10 EPICHARMUS. FAWKES. The poorest tenant of the Libyan wild, Whose life is pure, whose thoughts are undefil'd, This birth will be my death. Don't, dearest mother, Don't, as you love me, talk for aye of family, Of native good, mental or physical, Flies straightway to his grandsire's monument, As if the man existed, who had not 15 5 His ancestry! How else, indeed, came he Into this world? But if through change of place, Or lack of friends, he cannot quote their names— 10 Than the glib gentle? He, whose inward nature Is he a Scythian? Scum! But Scythian too CRATINUS. (P. 3.) My statue's gone! By Dædalus 'twas made. 15 WRANGHAM. CUMBERLAND. EUPOLIS. I. (P. 4.) Of many things, which offer themselves to my consideration, I cannot find words to speak, so penetrated am I with affliction, 1 Jonson. Underwoods, To Kenelm, John, George: 'Tis Vertue alone, is true Nobility. Dryden's Juvenal VIII. 37. Virtue alone is true Nobility. EPICHARMUS—CRATINUS-EUPOLIS.] when I turn my thoughts to the condition of the commonwealth ; for you must be conscious, O! citizens, it was not so administered in times past, when men of high birth, men, whose rank, fortune, and merit, gave them a consideration in the state, fill'd the first offices of government: To such we deferred, as to the deities themselves; for they merited our respect, and under their protection we enjoyed security: now we have no other guide in our election but blind ignoble chance; and on whatsoever head it falls, though he be the worst and meanest of mankind, he starts up a great man at once, and is installed with all proper solemnity a rogue in the state. II. (P. 5.) CUMBERLAND. Mark now, and learn of me the thriving arts, Fine rogues we are, my friend, (of that be sure) First I provide myself a nimble thing Next two new suits for feasts and gala-days, There, if perchance I spy some rich dull knave, 5 10 15 20 CUMBERLAND. [EUPOLIS. PLATO. I. (P. 8.) Hoa there! who art thou? Answer me-Art dumb?' II. (P. 9.) CUMBERLAND. By the sea's margin, on the watery strand, CUMBERLAND. Thy grave is set and plac'd commodiously, Oft, as the merchant speeds the passing sail, III. (P. 9.) NORTH. LANGHORNE. FATHER. Thou hast destroy'd the morals of my son, A filthy custom, which he caught from thee, 5 5 5 |