Chrem.: Karion, my man, you must bring out the bedclothes and lead Ploutos himself in the usual way, and carry everything else that is ready within.
(Exeunt omnes.)
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Chorus of Farmers. What is the matter, Oh thou best friend of—thyself? For you seem to have come as a messenger of some good news.
Karion.[19] My master has fared most prosperously, or rather Ploutos himself. For, instead of being a blind man, he has been made to see again, and his pupils are clear-sighted, as he has met with a kindly friend in Asklepios the Healer.
Chorus. You give me reason for joy, reason for shouts of triumph.
Karion. Ye have reason to rejoice whether ye wish it or not.
Chorus. I will shout aloud for Asklepios of the goodly children, the great light to mortals.
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Karion. Well, as soon as ever we came to the god, leading a man then, indeed, most miserable, but now blessed and fortunate, if any other is so, first we led him to the sea, and then we bathed him.