What I have done was due to your deferts: For were I in my count to tell the fum As though you were my fervant. HEG. O ye Gods !-- Behold the honeft nature of these men !--- 1 80 They draw tears from me.---Mark, how cordially They love each other! and what praise the fervant 85 Heaps on his master! PHIL. He deferves from me An hundred times more praise, than he was pleas'd To lavish on me. HEG. (To Phil.) Then, fince hitherto You've acted worthily, occafion now Prefents itself to add to your good deeds, That you may prove your faithfulness towards him In this affair.. PHIL. My wish to compass it Cannot exceed th' endeavours I will use PHIL. Nor will I go 95: V. 96. Unfaithful to Philocrates.] The ancients had prodigious faith in oaths. Philocrates therefore, in the character of Tyndarus his fervant, fpeaks this to confirm Hegio in the belief of his fidelity to his fuppofed mafter. There is a particular grace and elegance in making Philocrates thus fwear to be faithful to himself. A& Act otherwife to Him, than I myself Would act to Me. TYND. Would you might make your words True by your actions ---Bear it in your mind, 100 That I have faid lefs of you than I would, And prithee be not angry with my words. Think, I beseech you, that my honour's staked For your difmiffion, and my life is here A pledge for your return. When out of fight, 105 As fhortly you will be, deny not then All knowledge of me: when you shall have left me Preferve me then your friend for evermore,, 115 And still find Hegio your's, as you have found him. By your right hand, which here I hold in mine, I pray you, be not you lefs true to me, 120 V. 118. And fill find Hegio your's, as you have found him.] Atque hunc inventum inveni.-M. Cofte understands this in another fenfe, find out this man we have already got scent of. I have followed De L'Oeuvre and Lambin.. Το To you I do commend my hopes, my all. PHIL. If I accomplish all that you command, 125 Will that content you? TYND. I fhall be content. PHIL. I will return furnish'd to both your wishes.--Would you ought elfe? TYND. Back with what speed you may. PHIL. Of that the business of itself reminds me. HEG. (To Phil.) Follow me now.---I'll give you from my Banker What you may want to answer your expences A paffport from the Prætor. TYND. Why a paffport? 130 HEG. Which he may carry with him to the army, That he may have permiffion without let 135 To return home to Elis.---(To Tynd.) Go you in. TYND. Now speed you well, my Tyndarus! PHIL. Adieu ! HEG. (Afide.) I've compass'd my design by purchasing Thefe captives of the Quaftors from the spoil: V. 130. I'll give you from my Banker What you may want to answer your expences.] -Viaticum ut dem a Trapezitâ tibi.— Some commentators have supposed, that by viaticum was meant a description and account of the road, fomething like what we have at this time in books for that purpofe. And there is a paffage in our Author in his Pfeudolus, A&t II. Scene III. v. 2. which feems to favour that opinion. But whatever be the sense there, it is plain that here it must be as I have tranflated it.-For what can Hegio be fuppofed to fetch, a Trapezitâ, from his Banker, but Money? VOL. I. PP So . So please the Gods! I've free'd my fon from bondage.-- 140 Within, hoa!---Keep a strict watch o'er this captive : At the fame time enquire, if any know 145 This youth here.---(To Phil.) Do you follow, that I may Dispatch you strait ;---for that's my first concern. [HEGIO goes off with PHILOCRATES, and TYNDARUS goes in with the Slaves, The End of the SECOND ACT, A CT T's a fad cafe for a poor wretch to prowl IT In queft of a meal's meat, and at the last Was there a wretch fo ftarv'd, fo cram'd with hunger, Or one, whose projects have so little prosper'd.-- I fear, my belly will keep holy-day. Would it were hang'd for me, this scurvy trade, 15 V. 8. A plague upon this day! I'd dig it's eyes out.] Huic diet oculos effodiam. V. 13. My belly will keep holiday.] The original is, Venter gutturque refident efuriales ferias. The allufion is, that as on feaft-days and holidays people abftain from work, our Parafite fays, his belly has no employment. |