how
ridiculous
it seems
to a sage to hear Zeus invoked.
to a sage to hear Zeus invoked.
Aristophanes
STREPSIADES. Oh! what a fine wine-skin you would make if flayed!
PASIAS. Heaven! he jeers at me!
STREPSIADES. It would hold six gallons easily.
PASIAS. By great Zeus! by all the gods! you shall not scoff at me with
impunity.
STREPSIADES. Ah! how you amuse me with your gods!
how ridiculous it seems
to a sage to hear Zeus invoked.
PASIAS. Your blasphemies will one day meet their reward. But, come, will
you repay me my money, yes or no? Answer me, that I may go.
STREPSIADES. Wait a moment, I am going to give you a distinct answer.
(_Goes indoors and returns immediately with a kneading-trough. _)
PASIAS. What do you think he will do?
WITNESS. He will pay the debt.
STREPSIADES. Where is the man who demands money? Tell me, what is this?
PASIAS.
