ULYSSES:
What! do they eat man’s flesh?
120
SILENUS:
No one comes here who is not eaten up.
ULYSSES:
The Cyclops now—where is he? Not at
home?
SILENUS:
Absent on Aetna, hunting with his dogs.
ULYSSES:
Know’st thou what thou must do to aid us hence?
SILENUS:
I know not: we will help you all we can.
125
ULYSSES:
Provide us food, of which we are in want.
SILENUS:
Here is not anything, as I said, but meat.
ULYSSES:
But meat is a sweet remedy for hunger.
SILENUS:
Cow’s milk there is, and store of curdled cheese.
ULYSSES:
Bring out:—I would see all before I bargain.
130
SILENUS:
But how much gold will you engage to give?
ULYSSES:
I bring no gold, but Bacchic juice.
SILENUS:
Oh, joy!
Tis long since these dry lips were wet with wine.
ULYSSES:
Maron, the son of the God, gave it me.
SILENUS:
Whom I have nursed a baby in my arms.
135
ULYSSES:
The son of Bacchus, for your clearer knowledge.
SILENUS:
Have you it now?—or is it in the ship?
ULYSSES:
Old man, this skin contains it, which you see.
SILENUS:
Why, this would hardly be a mouthful for me.
ULYSSES:
Nay, twice as much as you can draw from thence.
140
SILENUS:
You speak of a fair fountain, sweet to me.
ULYSSES:
Would you first taste of the unmingled wine?
SILENUS:
’Tis just—tasting invites the purchaser.
ULYSSES:
Here is the cup, together with the skin.
SILENUS:
Pour: that the draught may fillip my remembrance.
ULYSSES:
See!
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SILENUS:
Papaiapax! what a sweet smell it has!
ULYSSES:
You see it then?—
SILENUS:
By Jove, no! but I smell it.
ULYSSES:
Taste, that you may not praise it in words only.
SILENUS:
Babai! Great Bacchus calls me forth to dance!
Joy! joy!
ULYSSES:
Did it flow sweetly down your throat?
150
SILENUS:
So that it tingled to my very nails.
ULYSSES:
And in addition I will give you gold.
SILENUS:
Let gold alone! only unlock the cask.
ULYSSES:
Bring out some cheeses now, or a young goat.
SILENUS:
That will I do, despising any master.
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Yes, let me drink one cup, and I will give
All that the Cyclops feed upon their mountains.