AMYNIAS. Woe! ah woe is me!
STREPSIADES. Hold! who is this whining fellow? Can it be one of the gods of Carcinus?[568]
AMYNIAS. Do you want to know who I am? I am a man of misfortune!
STREPSIADES. Get on your way then.
AMYNIAS. Oh! cruel god! Oh Fate, who hath broken the wheels of my chariot! Oh, Pallas, thou hast undone me![569]
STREPSIADES. What ill has Tlepolemus done you?
AMYNIAS. Instead of jeering me, friend, make your son return me the money he has had of me; I am already unfortunate enough.
STREPSIADES. What money?
AMYNIAS. The money he borrowed of me.
STREPSIADES. You have indeed had misfortune, it seems to me.