ERI. Do you not think this one of the most charming places in the world? CLI. Certainly. The two princes, your lovers, were there. ERI. The river Peneus has here the most charming windings. CLI. Very charming. Sostratus was there also. ERI. How is it that he was not with us to-day? CLI. He has something on his mind which prevents him from taking any pleasure in all those beautiful entertainments. He wanted to tell me something; but you have so expressly forbidden me to intercede for any one to you that I would not hear him, and I told him flatly that I had no leisure. ERI. You were wrong to say such a thing to him, and you ought to have heard him. CLI. I told him at first that I was not at leisure to hear him; but afterwards I listened to what he had to say. ERI. You did well. CLI. In fact, he is a man after my own heart; a man with all the manners and qualities I should like to see in all men. He never assumes boisterous manners and provoking tones of voice, but is prudent and careful in everything. He never speaks but to the point, is never hasty in his decisions, is never annoying by his exaggerations. However fine may be the verses our poets repeat to him, I have never heard him say, "This is more beautiful than anything that Homer ever wrote." In short, he is a man to my taste; and if I were a princess, I would not see him unhappy. ERI. He is evidently a man of great merit; but what had he to say to you? CLI. He asked me if you were very pleased with the royal entertainments that are offered to you. He spoke of your person with the greatest transports of delight, extolled you to the sky, and gave you all the praises that could be given to the most accomplished princess in the world, and with all this uttering many sighs which told me more than he thought. At last, by dint of questioning him in all kinds of ways, and pressing him to tell me the cause of his melancholy, which is noticed by everyone at court, he was forced to acknowledge that he is in love. ERI. How, in love? What boldness is this? I will never see him again. CLI. What are you offended at, Madam? ERI. To be audacious enough to love me, and, moreover, to dare to say it! CLI. It is not with you he is in love, Madam. ERI. Not with me? CLI. No; he has too much respect for you, and he is too wise to do such a thing. ERI. With whom, then, Clitidas? CLI. With one of your maids-of-honour, the young Arsinoë. ERI. Is she so very beautiful that he can think none but her worthy of his love? CLI. He loves her to distraction, and entreats you to honour his love with your protection. ERI. Me! CLI. No, no, Madam; I see that this offends you. Your anger forced me to make use of this subterfuge; and, to tell you the truth, it is you he loves to distraction.