swear
to goodness that fellow shall be bundled out of the house,
liberal as he is--of tears! This is the last day I accept
pleas of poverty.

_Phil._

Patiar, si cibo carere me iubes, mater mea.

Tell me to do without food, mother dear, and I'll endure
that.

_Cle._

Non voto ted amare qui dant quoia amentur gratia.

I have nothing to say against your loving men who give you
something to be loved for.

_Phil._

Quid si hic animus occupatust, mater, quid faciam? mone.

What if my heart isn't free, mother? What then? Advise me.

_Cle._

Em,
meum caput contemples si quidem ex re consultas tua.

Look! Consider these grey hairs of mine, if you really have
any regard for your own good.

_Phil._

Etiam opilio qui pascit, mater, alienas ovis, 539,540
aliquam habet peculiarem, qui spem soletur suam.
sine me amare unum Argyrippum animi causa, quem volo.

Even the shepherd that pastures other peoples' sheep has
some ewe lamb of his very own, mother, one that he builds
happy hopes on. Do let me love Argyrippus alone, the man
I want, just for love's sake.

_Cle._

Intro abi, nam te quidem edepol nihil est impudentius.

Inside with you! Why, mercy on us, a more shameless minx
than you really can't exist.

_Phil._

Audientem dicto, mater, produxisti filiam.

(_tearfully_) You've trained ... your ... daughter ... to
... be obedient ... mother.
[EXIT _Philaenium_ INTO HOUSE, FOLLOWED BY _Cleareta._

III. 2.

Scene 2.

ENTER FROM FORUM _Libanus_ AND _Leonida_, LATTER CARRYING A
WALLET.

_Lib._

Perfidiae laudes gratiasque habemus merito magnas,
quom nostris sycophantiis, dolis astutiisque,[17] (546)
advorsum stetimus lamminas,[18] crucesque compedesque, (548)
nervos, catenas, carceres, numellas, pedicas, boias 549,550
inductoresque[19] acerrumos gnarosque nostri tergi.[20] (551)

(_chanting ecstatically_) All praise and thanks be to holy
Perfidy as she deserves, since by our swindles, shams, and
wiles we have defied hot irons and crosses and gyves, and
thongs, chains, cells, shackles, fetters, collars, and
painters--painters keen as can be and intimate with our
backs!

eae nunc legiones, copiae exercitusque eorum (554)