42
You did, Momos, and your censure was just; and if we escape this present danger, I for one will try to straighten out these matters.
43
But tell me, god-forsaken wretch, whose work would you call oracles and prophecies of future events, if not of the gods and their providence?
43
Hold your peace, my good fellow, on the subject of the oracles, for I shall ask you which of them in particular you would like to recall. Perhaps that one Apollo delivered to the Lydian, which was neatly double-edged and looked both ways, like some of the Hermae, which are exactly alike on both sides to whichever part of them you look. For tell me, will Croesus by crossing the Halys be more likely to overthrow his own kingdom or that of Cyros? And yet that Sardian pest paid no small sum for this reversible utterance.
43
The man is enumerating the very things I was most afraid of. Where now is our handsome harper? Go down and defend yourself against these charges of his.
43
You strike us when we are down, Momos, finding fault with us now, when the season is past.
44
Beware what you are doing, wretched Damis. You are all but overturning the very seats and altars of the gods with your arguments.
44
No, not all their altars, Timokles; for what harm do they do if they are full of incense and fragrance? But those of Artemis in Tauris I should be delighted to see turned upsidedown, whereon the maiden goddess feasts joyously on the things we wot of.
44
Whence has this overwhelming evil come upon us? There is not a divinity that the man stands in awe of. He speaks his mind as freely as a wench in a procession, and he Grasps them all in order, deserving and undeserving.
44
In truth, Zeus, you would find very few who do not deserve it among us. And surely the man will go on to lay hold of even the very greatest.
45
Perhaps you do not hear Zeus thundering, you fighter against the gods?
