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original. The Cratinus here mentioned is not the celebrated comic author, but a cotemporary [sic] lyrical poet, of whom nothing, I believe, is known. The name of Hyperbolus is upon record, as that of a turbulent public speaker and accuser, Cleonymus is noted in this and other comedies (see p. 8, lines 113, 114), as a great overgrown coward, and a voracious intrusive guest.

Chorus. Our friend's affairs improve apace; his lucky speculation

Is raising him to wealth and place, to name and reputation.

With a revenue neat and clear,

Arising without risk or fear,

No sycophant will venture here

To spoil his occupation.

Not Ctesias, the dirty spy, that lately terrified him;

Nor Prepis, with his infamy, will jostle side beside him;

Clothed in a neat and airy dress,

He'll move at ease among the press,

Without a fear of nastiness,

Or danger to betide him.

Hyperbolus will never dare to indict him, or arrest him.

Cleonymus will not be there to bother and molest him.

Nor he, the bard of little price,

Cratinus, with the curls so nice,

Cratinus in the new device

In which the barber dressed him.

Nor he, the paltry saucy rogue, the poor and undeserving

Lysistratus, that heads the vogue, in impudence unswerving.

Taunt and offence in all he says;

Ruined in all kinds of ways;

In every month of thirty days,

Nine and twenty starving.

Theb. Good troth, I'm right down shoulder-galled; my lads,

Set down your bundles. You, take care o' the herbs.

Gently, be sure don't bruise 'em; and now, you minstrels,

That needs would follow us all the way from Thebes;

Blow wind i' the tail of your bagpipes, puff away. Dic. Get out! what wind has brought 'em here, I wonder?

A parcel of hornets buzzing about the door!

You humble-bumble drones—Get out! Get out!