CALLIDEMUS.
Ay, by Jupiter! Is such a show as you make to be supported on nothing? During all the last war, I made not an obol from my farm; the Peloponnesian locusts came almost as regularly as the Pleiades;—corn burnt;—olives stripped;—fruit trees cut down;—wells stopped up;—and, just when peace came, and I hoped that all would turn out well, you must begin to spend as if you had all the mines of Thasus at command.
SPEUSIPPUS.
Now, by Neptune, who delights in horses——
CALLIDEMUS.
If Neptune delights in horses, he does not resemble
(1) See Aristophanes; Nubes, 150. me. You must ride at
the Panathenæa on a horse fit for the great king: four acres
of my best vines went for that folly. You must retrench, or
you will have nothing to eat. Does not Anaxagoras mention,
among his other discoveries, that when a man has nothing to
eat he dies?
SPEUSIPPUS.
You are deceived. My friends—————-