Phil.

  Etiam opilio qui pascit, mater, alienas ovis, 539,540
  aliquam habet peculiarem, qui spem soletur suam.
  sine me amare unum Argyrippum animi causa, quem volo.

Even the shepherd that pastures other peoples’ sheep has some ewe lamb of his very own, mother, one that he builds happy hopes on.  Do let me love Argyrippus alone, the man I want, just for love’s sake.

Cle.

  Intro abi, nam te quidem edepol nihil est impudentius.

Inside with you!  Why, mercy on us, a more shameless minx
than you really can’t exist.

Phil.

Audientem dicto, mater, produxisti filiam.

(tearfully) You’ve trained ... your ... daughter ... to
... be obedient ... mother.
[EXIT Philaenium INTO HOUSE, FOLLOWED BY Cleareta.

III. 2.

Scene 2.

ENTER FROM FORUM Libanus AND Leonida, LATTER CARRYING A
WALLET.

Lib.

Perfidiae laudes gratiasque habemus merito magnas, quom nostris sycophantiis, dolis astutiisque,[17] (546) advorsum stetimus lamminas,[18] crucesque compedesque, (548) nervos, catenas, carceres, numellas, pedicas, boias 549,550 inductoresque[19] acerrumos gnarosque nostri tergi.[20] (551)

(chanting ecstatically) All praise and thanks be to holy Perfidy as she deserves, since by our swindles, shams, and wiles we have defied hot irons and crosses and gyves, and thongs, chains, cells, shackles, fetters, collars, and painters—­painters keen as can be and intimate with our backs!

eae nunc legiones, copiae exercitusque eorum (554) vi pugnando periuriis nostris fugae potiti. id virtute huius collegae[21] meaque comitate factumst. qui me vir fortior ad sufferundas plagas?

All these regiments, battalions, and armies of theirs have been put to flight, after fierce fighting, by our fabrications.  ’Tis the valour of my colleague hath done it, with my own kind assistance.  Who’s a stouter-hearted hero than I am at taking thwacks?

Leon.

  Edepol virtutes qui tuas non possis conclaudare
  sic ut ego possim, quae domi duellique male fecisti.
  ne illa edepol pro merito tuo memorari multa possunt:  560

(sneeringly) Good Lord!  Your deeds of valour—­you couldn’t celebrate them the way I could your villainies at home and in the field.  Gad! you certainly can be acredited with a lengthy list of things along that line.

ubi fidentem fraudaveris, ubi ero infidelis fueris, ubi verbis conceptis sciens libenter periuraris, ubi parietes perfoderis, in furto ubi sis prehensus, ubi saepe causam dixeris pendens adversus octo artutos,