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Orpheus It is this house close by. And now I shall leave you; I have no wish to set eyes on him.
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Hera Hush! Was that a woman’s voice, reciting Homer?
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Philosophy It was. Let us listen.
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Innkeeper’s Wife More than the gates of Hell I hate that man Who, loving gold, cloaketh his love with lies.
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Hera At that rate, madam, you will have to quarrel with Cantharus: He with his kindly host hath dealt amiss.
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Innkeeper That’s me. I took him in, and he ran away with my wife.
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Innkeeper's Wife Wine-witted knave, deer-hearted and dog-eyed, Thersites, babbler loose, that nought availest In council, nought in arms; most valiant daw, That with thine aimless chatter chidest kings,— First Master. My rascal to a T.
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Innkeeper's Wife The dog in thee—for thou art dog and goat And lion—doth a blasting fury breathe.
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Innkeeper Wife, wife! the dogs have been too many for you; ay, and for your virtue, so men say.
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Hera Hope for the best; some little Cerberus or Geryon shall call you father, and Heracles have employment again.—Ah, no need to knock: here they come.
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First Master Ha, Cantharus, have I got you? What, nothing to say for yourself? Let us see what you have in that wallet; beans, no doubt, or a crust of bread.
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Hera Bread, indeed! Gold, a purseful of it!
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Hera That need not surprise you. In Greece, you see, he was a Cynic, but here he is all for golden Chrysippus. Next you will see him dangling, Cleanthes-likeSee Cleanthes in Notes., by his beard, and serve the dirty fellow right.
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Second Master Ha, you rascal there, am I mistaken, or are you my lost Lecythio? Lecythio it is, What a figure! Lecythio a philosopher! I'll believe anything after this.
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Hera Does none of you know anything about this other?
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Third Master Oh yes, he is_mine; but he may go hang for me.
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Hera And why is that?
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Third Master Ah, he’s a sadly leaky vessel, is Rosolio, as we used to call him.
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Hera Gracious Heracles! did you hear that? Rosolio with wallet and stick!—Friend, here is your wife again.
