200 ARISTOPHANES.,

Bac. “Now, Aéschylus, what have you got to
say?”

Ztsch. “Tell me first, to whom does Athens
go? To honest men?”

Bac. “No; she hates them like poison.”

isch, “Then she likes the rogues?”

Bac. “Not she; but she is forced.to employ them.”

sch. “Wow save a city so perverse, that likes
Neither the noble’s cloak nor beggar’s mat?”

Bac. “Do think of something good, —that is, if
you want to go back.”

sch. “When they shall count their enemy’s land their
own,
Their own the enemy’s, and in their ships
See their sole safety, and from hardship draw
Means of deliverance . . .”

Plu. “Now you must decide.”

Eur. “Remember now the gods by whom you swore
To take me home, and choose the man you love.”

Bac. “My tongue has sworn— yet Aschylus I
choose.”

Eur. “Villain, what have you done?”

Bac. “Done? Chosen /Eschylus, to be sure.
Why not?”

Eur. “And you are going to leave me here down
among the dead ?”’

Bac. “It may be; death is life, and life is death.”