[Footnote 244: 'I call not that which is named my dower, my true dower, but chastity and modesty, and passion subdued, fear of the Gods, affection to my parents, amity with my kinsmen, a will to yield to thee, to be bountiful to the good, of service to the worthy.'--Amphitruo, 839-42.] [Footnote 245: 86.] [Footnote 246: Captivi, 280.] [Footnote 247: Pseud. 666.] [Footnote 248: Captivi, 310.] [Footnote 249: Pseud. 677.] [Footnote 250: Cf. Aul. iii. 5. 4-8:-- 'Nam, meo quidem animo, si idem faciant ceteri, Opulentiores pauperiorum filias Ut indotatas ducant uxores domum, Et multo fiat civitas concordior, Et invidia nos minore utamur, quam utimur.' ] [Footnote 251: Curculio, 33-8.] [Footnote 252: 'I was a fine gentleman, a nice fellow--a good or respectable man I never was nor will be.'--Capt. 956-7.] [Footnote 253: Cp. the winding up of the Mostellaria, Casina, Cistellaria.] [Footnote 254: 'Look there, if you please, how he has taken up his post, with serious brow pondering, meditating; now he taps his breast with his fingers. I fancy he is going to summon his heart outside: look, he turns away; now his left hand is leaning on his left thigh; with his right hand he is making a calculation on his fingers; his right thigh burns, such a violent blow he has struck it; his scheme does not come easily to him:--he cracks his fingers: he is at a loss; he often changes his position: look, there he nods his head: he does not like this new idea. Whatever it is, he will not bring it out till it is ready: he'll serve it up well done. Look again, he is busy building: he props up his chin with a pillar. Away with it! I don't like that kind of building: for I have heard that a foreign poet has his face thus pillared, beside whom two sentinels are every hour on watch. Bravo! by Hercules, now he is in a fine attitude, like a slave, or a man in a play.'--Mil. Glor. 201-14.] [Footnote 255: Pseud. 1246.] [Footnote 256: 'Hear me, ye bolts, ye bolts, gladly I greet you, I love you, I am fond of you; I beg you, I beseech you, most amiably now comply with the desire of me a lover. For my sake become like foreign dancers; spring up, I beseech you, and send her forth, who now is drinking up the life-blood of me her lover. Mark how these vilest bolts are still asleep, and do not stir one whit on my account.'--Curculio, 147-154.] [Footnote 257: Pseud. 132-238.] [Footnote 258: 'See that when I return from the Forum, I find everything ready, the floor swept, sprinkled, polished, the couches covered; the plate all clean and arranged: for this is my birthday: this you must all join in keeping: I want to entertain some great people sumptuously, that they may think I am well to do.'--Pseud. 159-62.] [Footnote 259: 'A red-haired fellow, pot-bellied, with thick legs, darkish, with a big head, keen eyes, a red face, and enormous feet.']