It does not somehow
smack of the marriage bed!
smack of the marriage bed!
Aristophanes
But I tell you, our friend here is up--all stiff and ready!
MYRRHINE. Would you like me to scent you?
CINESIAS. No, by Apollo, no, please!
MYRRHINE. Yes, by Aphrodite, but I will, whether you wish it or no.
CINESIAS. Ah! great Zeus, may she soon be done!
MYRRHINE (_coming back with a flask of perfume_). Hold out your hand; now
rub it in.
CINESIAS. Oh! in Apollo's name, I don't much like the smell of it; but
perhaps 'twill improve when it's well rubbed in.
It does not somehow
smack of the marriage bed!
MYRRHINE. There, what a scatterbrain I am; if I have not brought Rhodian
perfumes! [450]
CINESIAS. Never mind, dearest, let be now.
MYRRHINE. You are joking!
CINESIAS. Deuce take the man who first invented perfumes, say I!
MYRRHINE (_coming back with another flask_). Here, take this bottle.
CINESIAS. I have a better all ready for your service, darling. Come, you
provoking creature, to bed with you, and don't bring another thing.
MYRRHINE. Coming, coming; I'm just slipping off my shoes.
MYRRHINE. Would you like me to scent you?
CINESIAS. No, by Apollo, no, please!
MYRRHINE. Yes, by Aphrodite, but I will, whether you wish it or no.
CINESIAS. Ah! great Zeus, may she soon be done!
MYRRHINE (_coming back with a flask of perfume_). Hold out your hand; now
rub it in.
CINESIAS. Oh! in Apollo's name, I don't much like the smell of it; but
perhaps 'twill improve when it's well rubbed in.
It does not somehow
smack of the marriage bed!
MYRRHINE. There, what a scatterbrain I am; if I have not brought Rhodian
perfumes! [450]
CINESIAS. Never mind, dearest, let be now.
MYRRHINE. You are joking!
CINESIAS. Deuce take the man who first invented perfumes, say I!
MYRRHINE (_coming back with another flask_). Here, take this bottle.
CINESIAS. I have a better all ready for your service, darling. Come, you
provoking creature, to bed with you, and don't bring another thing.
MYRRHINE. Coming, coming; I'm just slipping off my shoes.
