Oracle-Monger
Does it say that?
Pisthetaerus
Look at the book
990
and go and hang yourself.
Oracle-Monger
Oh! unfortunate wretch that I am.
He departs.
Pisthetaerus
Away with you, and take your prophecies elsewhere.
Enter Meton, with surveying instruments.
Meton
I have come to you . . .
Pisthetaerus
Interrupting.
Yet another pest! What have you come to do? What's your plan? What's the purpose of your journey? Why these splendid buskins?
Meton
995
I want to survey the plains of the air for you and to parcel them into lots.
Pisthetaerus
In the name of the gods, who are you?
Meton
Pisthetaerus
What are these things?
Meton
Tools for measuring the air.
1000
In truth, the spaces in the air have precisely the form of a furnace. With this bent ruler I draw a line from top to bottom; from one of its points I describe a circle with the compass. Do you understand?
Pisthetaerus
Not in the least.
Meton
With the straight ruler I set to work to inscribe
1005
a square within this circle; in its center will be the market-place, into which all the straight streets will lead, converging to this center like a star, which, although only orbicular, sends forth its rays in a straight line from all sides.
Pisthetaerus
A regular Thales!
1010
Meton . . .
Meton
What d'you want with me?
Pisthetaerus
I want to give you a proof of my friendship. Use your legs.
Meton
Why, what have I to fear?
Pisthetaerus
It's the same here as in
Sparta
. Strangers are driven away, and blows rain down as thick as hail.
Meton
Is there sedition in your city?
Pisthetaerus
1015
No, certainly not.
Meton
What's wrong then?
Pisthetaerus
We are agreed to sweep all quacks and impostors far from our borders.
Meton
Then I'll be going.
Pisthetaerus
I'm afraid it's too late. The thunder growls already.
He beats him.
Meton
Oh, woe! oh, woe!
Pisthetaerus
I warned you.
1020
Now, be off, and do your surveying somewhere else.
Birds. Aristophanes. ed. Eugene O'Neill, Jr.. New York. 1938.
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