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LAMACHUS
Oh! cruel fate! how I suffer! accursed wounds! DICAEOPOLIS
Hah! hah! hail! Knight Lamachus! (EMBRACES LAMACHUS.) LAMACHUS
By the hostile gods! (BITES DICAEOPOLIS.) DICAEOPOLIS
Ah! Great gods! LAMACHUS
Why do you embrace me? DICAEOPOLIS
And why do you bite me? LAMACHUS
'Twas a cruel score I was paying back! DICAEOPOLIS
Scores are not evened at the Feast of Cups! LAMACHUS
Oh! Paean, Paean! DICAEOPOLIS
But to-day is not the feast of Paean. LAMACHUS
Oh! support my leg, do; ah! hold it tenderly, my friends! DICAEOPOLIS
And you, my darlings, take hold of this, both of you! LAMACHUS
This blow with the stone makes me dizzy; my sight grows dim. DICAEOPOLIS
For myself, I want to get to bed; I am bursting with lustfulness, I want to be bundling in the dark. LAMACHUS
Carry me to the surgeon Pittalus. DICAEOPOLIS
Take me to the judges. Where is the king of the feast? The wine-skin is mine! LAMACHUS
That spear has pierced my bones; what torture I endure!
Aristophanes. Acharnians. The Eleven Comedies. Anonymous. New York. Liveright. 192?.