{"product_id":"2940014751438","title":"Clouds by Aristophanes","description":"DRAMATIS PERSONAE\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eStrepsiades\u003cbr\u003ePhidippides\u003cbr\u003eServant of Strepsiades\u003cbr\u003eDisciples of Socrates\u003cbr\u003eSocrates\u003cbr\u003eChorus of Clouds\u003cbr\u003eJust Cause\u003cbr\u003eUnjust Cause\u003cbr\u003ePasias\u003cbr\u003eAmynias\u003cbr\u003eWitness\u003cbr\u003eChaerephon\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eScene: The interior of a sleeping-apartment:\u003cbr\u003eStrepsiades, Phidippides, and two servants are in their\u003cbr\u003ebeds; a small house is seen at a distance. Time:\u003cbr\u003emidnight.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eStrepsiades (sitting up in his bed). Ah me! Ah me! O\u003cbr\u003eKing Jupiter, of what a terrible length the nights are!\u003cbr\u003eWill it never be day? And yet long since I heard the\u003cbr\u003ecock. My domestics are snoring; but they would not have\u003cbr\u003edone so heretofore! May you perish then, O war! For many\u003cbr\u003ereasons; because I may not even punish my domestics.\u003cbr\u003eNeither does this excellent youth awake through the\u003cbr\u003enight; but takes his ease, wrapped up in five blankets.\u003cbr\u003eWell, if it is the fashion, let us snore wrapped up.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e[Lies down, and then almost immediately starts up\u003cbr\u003eagain.]\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBut I am not able, miserable man, to sleep, being\u003cbr\u003etormented by my expenses, and my stud of horses, and my\u003cbr\u003edebts, through this son of mine. He with his long hair,\u003cbr\u003eis riding horses and driving curricles, and dreaming of\u003cbr\u003ehorses; while I am driven to distraction, as I see the\u003cbr\u003emoon bringing on the twentieths; for the interest is\u003cbr\u003erunning on. Boy! Light a lamp, and bring forth my\u003cbr\u003etablets, that I may take them and read to how many I am\u003cbr\u003eindebted, and calculate the interest.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e[Enter boy with a light and tablets.]\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCome, let me see; what do I owe? Twelve minae to\u003cbr\u003ePasias. Why twelve minae to Pasias? Why did I borrow\u003cbr\u003ethem? When I bought the blood-horse. Ah me, unhappy!\u003cbr\u003eWould that it had had its eye knocked out with a stone\u003cbr\u003efirst!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003ePhidippides (talking in his sleep). You are acting\u003cbr\u003eunfairly, Philo! Drive on your own course.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eStrep. This is the bane that has destroyed me; for even\u003cbr\u003ein his sleep he dreams about horsemanship.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003ePhid. How many courses will the war-chariots run?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eStrep. Many courses do you drive me, your father. But\u003cbr\u003ewhat debt came upon me after Pasias? Three minae to\u003cbr\u003eAmynias for a little chariot and pair of wheels.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003ePhid. Lead the horse home, after having given him a good\u003cbr\u003erolling.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eStrep. O foolish youth, you have rolled me out of my\u003cbr\u003epossessions; since I have been cast in suits, and others\u003cbr\u003esay that they will have surety given them for the\u003cbr\u003einterest.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003ePhid. (awakening) Pray, father, why are you peevish, and\u003cbr\u003etoss about the whole night?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eStrep. A bailiff out of the bedclothes is biting\u003cbr\u003eme.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003ePhid. Suffer me, good sir, to sleep a little.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eStrep. Then, do you sleep on; but know that all these\u003cbr\u003edebts will turn on your head.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e[Phidippides falls asleep again.]\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAlas! Would that the match-maker had perished miserably,\u003cbr\u003ewho induced me to marry your mother. For a country life\u003cbr\u003eused to be most agreeable to me, dirty, untrimmed,\u003cbr\u003ereclining at random, abounding in bees, and sheep, and\u003cbr\u003eoil-cake. Then I, a rustic, married a niece of Megacles,\u003cbr\u003ethe son of Megacles, from the city, haughty, luxurious,\u003cbr\u003eand Coesyrafied. When I married her, I lay with her\u003cbr\u003eredolent of new wine, of the cheese-crate, and abundance\u003cbr\u003eof wool; but she, on the contrary, of ointment, saffron,\u003cbr\u003ewanton-kisses, extravagance, gluttony, and of Colias and\u003cbr\u003eGenetyllis. I will not indeed say that she was idle;\u003cbr\u003ebut she wove. And I used to show her this cloak by way\u003cbr\u003eof a pretext and say \"Wife, you weave at a great\u003cbr\u003erate.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eServant re-enters.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eServant. We have no oil in the lamp.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eStrep. Ah me! Why did you light the thirsty lamp? Come\u003cbr\u003ehither that you may weep!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSer. For what, pray, shall I weep?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eStrep. Because you put in one of the thick wicks.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e[Servant runs out]\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAfter this, when this son was born to us, to me,\u003cbr\u003eforsooth, and to my excellent wife, we squabbled then\u003cbr\u003eabout the name: for she was for adding hippos to the\u003cbr\u003ename, Xanthippus, or Charippus, or Callipides; but I was\u003cbr\u003efor giving him the name of his grandfather, Phidonides.\u003cbr\u003eFor a time therefore we disputed; and then at length we\u003cbr\u003eagreed, and called him Phidippides. 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