The Comedies of Terence: Literally Translated into English Prose, with NotesTerence
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The Comedies of Terence: Literally Translated into English Prose, with Notes
Terence
Latin drama (Comedy) -- Translations into English; Terence -- Translations into English
SYR. If, indeed? You shall know {it} by experience.
CLIT. Well, well, disclose this project of yours. What is it?
SYR. We will pretend that your mistress is his (_pointing to CLINIA_).
CLIT. Very fine! Tell me, what is he to do with his own? Is she, too,
to be called his, as if one was not a sufficient discredit?
SYR. No-- she shall be taken to your mother.
CLIT. Why there?
SYR. It would be tedious, Clitipho, if I were to tell you why I do so;
I have a good reason.
CLIT. Stuff! I see no grounds sufficiently solid why it should be for
my advantage to incur this risk.[43] (_Turning as if going._)
SYR. Stay; if there is this risk, I have another {project}, which you
must both confess to be free from danger.
CLIT. Find out something of that description, I beseech you.
SYR. By all means; I’ll go meet her, {and} tell her to return home.
CLIT. Ha! what was it you said?
SYR. I’ll rid you at once of all fears, so that you may sleep at your
ease upon either ear.[44]
CLIT. What am I to do now?
CLIN. What are you {to do}? The goods that--
CLIT. Only tell me the truth, Syrus.
SYR. Dispatch quickly; you’ll be wishing just now too late and in
vain. (_Going._)
CLIN. The Gods provide, enjoy while {yet} you may; for you know not--
CLIT. (_calling._) Syrus, I say!
SYR. (_moving on._) Go on; I shall still do that {which I said}.[45]
CLIN. Whether you may have another opportunity hereafter or ever
again.
CLIT. I’faith, that’s true. (_Calling._) Syrus, Syrus, I say, harkye,
harkye, Syrus!
SYR. (_aside._) He warms {a little}. (_To CLITIPHO._) What is it you
want?
CLIT. Come back, come back.
SYR. (_coming back to him._) Here I am; tell me what you would have.
You’ll be presently saying that this, too, doesn’t please you.
CLIT. Nay, Syrus, I commit myself, and my love, and {my} reputation
{entirely} to you: you are the seducer; take care you don’t deserve
any blame.
SYR. It is ridiculous for you to give me that caution, Clitipho, as if
my interest was less at stake in this affair than yours. Here, if any
ill luck should perchance befall us, words will be in readiness for
you, {but} for this individual blows (_pointing to himself._) For that
reason, this matter is by no means to be neglected on my part: but do
prevail upon him (_pointing to CLINIA_) to pretend that she is his own
{mistress}.
CLIN. You may rest assured I’ll do so. The matter has now come to that
pass, that it is a case of necessity.
CLIT. ’Tis with good reason that I love you, Clinia.
CLIN. But she mustn’t be tripping at all.
SYR. She is thoroughly tutored in her part.
CLIT. But this I wonder at, how you could so easily prevail upon her,
who is wont to treat such {great people}[46] with scorn.
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