[138] Pandrosos, according to Athenian mythology, was a daughter of Cecrops and Agraulos. She was worshipped at Athens, and had a temple near that of Minerva Polias.—Smith, Diet. Gr. and Rom. Biog. [139] It is hardly necessary to say that this beautiful translation is by Lord Denman. It is given also at p. 176 of the translation of the Greek Anthology in this series. [140] This refers to the Alcmæonidæ, who, flying from the tyranny of Hippias, after the death of Hipparchus, seized on and fortified the town Leipsydrium, on Mount Parnes, and were defeated and taken by the Pisistratidæ.—See Herod, v. 62. [141] Hermias was tyrant of Atarneus and Assos, having been originally the minister of Eubulus, whom he succeeded. He entertained Aristotle at his court for many years. As he endeavoured to maintain his kingdom in independence of Persia, they sent Mentor against him, who decoyed him to an interview by a promise of safe conduct, and then seized him and sent him to Artaxerxes, by whom he was put to death. [142] Colabri were a sort of song to which the armed dance called κολαβρισμὸς was danced. [143] This is a parody on Iliad, i. 275,— Μήτε σὺ τόνδ' ἀγαθός περ ἐὼν, ἀποαίρεο κούρην, where Eubœus changes κούρην, maiden, into κουρεῖ, barber. [144] There is a hiatus here in the text of Athenæus, but he refers to Ag. 284,— πέγαν δὲ πανὸν ἐκ νήσου τρίτον ἄθωον αἶπος Ζηνὸς ἐξεδέξατο, where Clytæmnestra is speaking of the beacon fires, which had conveyed to her the intelligence of the fall of Troy. [145] Iliad, xvii. 663. POETICAL FRAGMENTS QUOTED BY ATHENÆUS, RENDERED INTO ENGLISH VERSE BY VARIOUS AUTHORS. APOLLODORUS. (Book i. § 4, p. 4.) THERE is a certain hospitable air In a friend's house, that tells me I am welcome: The porter opens to me with a smile; The yard dog wags his tail, the servant runs, Beats up the cushion, spreads the couch, and says— "Sit down, good Sir!" e'er I can say I'm weary.—CUMBERLAND. * * * * * ARCHESTRATUS. (Book i. § 7, p. 7.) I write these precepts for immortal Greece, That round a table delicately spread, Or three, or four, may sit in choice repast, Or five at most. Who otherwise shall dine, Are like a troop marauding for their prey.—D'ISRAELI. * * * * * ARCHILOCHUS. (Book i. § 14, p. 11.) Faith! but you quaff The grape's pure juice to a most merry tune, And cram your hungry maw most rav'nously. And pay for't—not a doit. But mark me, Sirrah! You come not here invited, as a friend. Your appetite is gross;—your god's your belly;— Your mind, your very, soul, incorpsed with gluttony, Till you have lost all shame.—J. BAILEY. * * * * * ARISTOPHANES. (Book i. § 55, p. 50.)