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ΓΛΥΚΕΡΑ

Τὸν στρατιώτην, Θαΐ, τὸν Ἀκαρνᾶνα, ὃς πάλαι μὲν Ἀβρότονον εἶχε, μετὰ ταῦτα δὲ ἠράσθη ἐμοῦ, τὸν εὐπάρυφον λέγω, τὸν ἐν τῇ χλαμύδι, οἶσθα αὐτόν, ἢ ἐπιλέλησαι τὸν ἄνθρωπον;

ΘΑΙΣ

Οὔκ, ἀλλὰ οἶδα, ὦ Γλυκέριον, καὶ συνέπιε μεθ' ἡμῶν πέρυσιν ἐν τοῖς Ἁλώοις. τί δὲ τοῦτο; ἐῴκεις γάρ τι περὶ αὐτοῦ διηγεῖσθαι.

ΓΛΥΚΕΡΑ

Γοργόνα αὐτὸν ἡ παμπόνηρος, φίλη δοκοῦσα εἶναι, ἀπέσπασεν ἀπ' ἐμοῦ ὑπαγαγοῦσα.

ΘΑΙΣ

Καὶ νῦν σοὶ μὲν ἐκεῖνος οὐ πρόσεισι, ¹ Γοργόναν δὲ ἑταίραν πεποίηται;

ΓΛΥΚΕΡΑ

Ναί, ὦ Θαΐ, καὶ τὸ πρᾶγμα οὐ μετρίως μου ἥψατο.

ΘΑΙΣ

Πονηρὸν μέν, ὦ Γλυκέριον, οὐκ ἀδόκητον δέ, ἀλλ’ εἰωθὸς γίγνεσθαι ὑφ' ἡμῶν τῶν ἑταιρῶν. οὔκουν χρὴ οὔτε ἀνιᾶσθαι ἄγαν οὔτε μέμφεσθαι τῇ Γοργόνῃ· οὐδὲ γὰρ σὲ Ἀβρότονον ἐπ' αὐτῷ πρότερον ἐμέμψατο, καίτοι φίλαι ἦτε.

ἀτὰρ ἐκεῖνο θαυμάζω, τί καὶ ἐπῄνεσεν αὐτῆς ὁ στρατιώτης οὗτος, ἐκτὸς εἰ μὴ παντάπασι τυφλός ἐστιν, ὃς οὐχ ὡράκει τὰς μὲν τρίχας αὐτὴν ἀραιὰς ἔχουσαν καὶ ἐπὶ πολὺ τοῦ μετώπου ἀπηγμένας· τὰ χείλη δὲ 281 πελιδνὰ καὶ τράχηλος λεπτὸς καὶ ἐπίσημοι ἐν αὐτῷ αἱ φλέβες καὶ ῥὶς μακρά. ἓν μόνον, εὐμήκης ἐστὶ καὶ ὀρθὴ καὶ μειδιᾷ πάνυ ἐπαγωγόν.

ΓΛΥΚΕΡΑ

Οἴει γάρ, ὦ Θαΐ, τῷ κάλλει ἠρᾶσθαι ² τὸν Ἀκαρνᾶνα; οὐκ οἶσθα ὡς φαρμακὶς ἡ Χρυσάριόν ἐστιν ἡ μήτηρ αὐτῆς, Θεσσαλάς τινας ᾠδὰς ἐπισταμένη καὶ τὴν σελήνην κατάγουσα; φασὶ δὲ αὐτὴν καὶ πέτεσθαι τῆς νυκτός· ἐκείνη ἐξέμηνε τὸν ἄνθρωπον πιεῖν τῶν φαρμάκων ἐγχέασα, καὶ νῦν τρυγῶσιν αὐτόν.

ΘΑΙΣ

Καὶ σὺ ἄλλον, ὦ Γλυκέριον, τρυγήσεις, τοῦτον δὲ χαίρειν ἔα.

Dialogi meretricii. Lucian of Samosata. ed. Matthew Donald Macleod. Medford, MA. Perseus 5.0.

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Ἑταιρικοὶ διάλογοι (Greek) (Lucian, Vol. 7. Macleod, Matthew Donald, editor. London: William Heinemann, Ltd.; Cambridge, MA: Harvard University Press, 1961 (unrenewed copyright).)

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Ἑταιρικοὶ Διάλογοι Perseus (Lucian. Luciani Samosatensis Opera, Vol. 3. Jacobitz, Karl, editor. Leipzig: Teubner, 1913.) — 1 focus

Γλυκέρα καὶ Θαίς

Γλυκέρα

τὸν στρατιώτην ἐκεῖνον, Θαΐ, τὸν Ἀκαρνᾶνα, ὅς πάλαι μὲν Ἀβρότονον εἶχε, μετὰ ταῦτα δὲ ἠράσθη ἐμοῦ, τὸν εὐπάρυφον λέγω, τὸν ἐν τῇ χλαμύδι, οἶσθα αὐτόν, ἢ ἐπιλέλησαι τὸν ἄνθρωπον;

Θαίς

οὔκ, ἀλλὰ οἶδα, ὦ Γλυκέριον, καὶ συνέπιε μεθʼ ἡμῶν πέρυσιν ἐν τοῖς Ἁλώοις. τί δὲ τοῦτο; ἐῴκεις γάρ τι περὶ αὐτοῦ διηγεῖσθαι.

Γλυκέρα

Γοργόνα αὐτὸν ἡ παμπόνηρος, φίλη δοκοῦσα εἶναι, ἀπέσπασεν ἀπʼ ἐμοῦ ὑπελθοῦσα.

Θαίς

καὶ νῦν σοὶ μὲν ἐκεῖνος οὐ πρόσεστι, Γοργόναν δὲ ἑταίραν πεποίηται;

Γλυκέρα

ναί, ὦ Θαΐ, καὶ τὸ πρᾶγμα οὐ μετρίως μου ἥψατο.

Θαίς

πονηρὸν μέν ὦ Γλυκέριον, οὐκ ἀδόκητον δέ, ἀλλʼ εἰωθὸς γίγνεσθαι ὑφʼ ἡμῶν τῶν ἑταιρῶν. οὔκουν χρὴ οὔτε ἀνιᾶσθαι ἄγαν οὔτε μέμφεσθαι τῇ Γοργόνῃ· οὐδὲ γὰρ σὲ Ἀβρότονον ἐπʼ αὐτῷ πρότερον ἐμέμψατο, καίτοι φίλαι ἦτε.

Θαίς

ἀτὰρ ἐκεῖνο θαυμάξω, τί καὶ ἐπῄνεσεν αὐτῆς ὁ στρατιώτης οὗτος, ἐκτὸς εἰ μὴ παντάπασι τυφλός ἐστιν, ὃς οὐχ ἑωράκει τὰς μὲν τρίχας αὐτὴν ἀραιὰς ἔχουσαν καὶ ἐπὶ πολὺ τοῦ μετώπου ἀπηγμένας· τὰ χείλη δὲ πελιδνὰ καὶ νεκρικὰ καὶ τράχηλος λεπτὸς καὶ ἐπίσημοι v.2.p.281 ἐν αὐτῷ αἱ φλέβες καὶ ῥὶς μακρά. ἓν μόνον, εὐμήκης ἐστὶ καὶ ὀρθὴ καὶ μειδιᾷ πάνυ ἐπαγωγόν.

Γλυκέρα

οἴει γάρ, ὦ Θαΐ, τῷ κάλλει ᾑρῆσθαι τὸν Ακαρνᾶυα; οὐκ οἶσθα ὡς φαρμακὶς ἡ Χρυσάριον ἡ μήτηρ αὐτῆς, Θετταλάς τινας ᾠδὰς ἐπισταμένη καὶ τὴν σελήνην κατάγουσα; φασὶ δὲ αὐτὴν καὶ πέτεσθαι τῆς νυκτός· ἐκείνη ἐξέμηνε τὸν ἄνθρωπον πιεῖν τῶν φαρμάκων ἐγχέασα, καὶ νῦν τρυγῶσιν αὐτόν.

Θαίς

καὶ σύ, ὦ Γλυκέριον, ἄλλον τρυγήσεις, τοῦτον δὲ χαίρειν ἔα.

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Dialogues of the Courtesans Perseus (Lucian, Vol. 7. Macleod, Matthew Donald, translator. London: William Heinemann, Ltd.; Cambridge, MA: Harvard University Press, 1961 (unrenewed copyright).) — 1 focus

The Dialogues of The Courtesans

Glycera and Thais

GLYCERA

Thais, do you know the Acarnanian soldier, who in the old days kept Abrotonum, and afterwards fell in love with me—the dandy, I mean, with the fine military cloak—or have you forgotten the fellow?

THAIS

No, Glycera, dearie, I know him. He drank with us last year at the harvest celebrations. But what of it? You looked as though you had something to tell me about him.

GLYCERA

That nasty thing Gorgona, who pretends to be my friend, has got her claws into him and stolen him from me behind my back.

THAIS

So now he won’t be visiting you any more, but has taken Gorgona to be his mistress.

GLYCERA

Yes, Thais, and it’s hurt me very much.

THAIS

It was a dirty trick, dearie, but only to be expected; it’s a common practice of us girls. So you mustn’t take it too hard or blame Gorgona; for, earlier on, Abrotonum didn’t blame you over him; and yet you’d been friends.

But I do wonder what this soldier man found in her, unless he’s absolutely blind and hadn’t noticed that her hair is thin on top and receding a long way in front; her lips are livid and her neck’s scraggy with the veins all standing out, and what a long nose she’s got! Her only good point is that she’s tall and has a good carriage and a very attractive smile.

GLYCERA

Why, Thais, you don’t think the Acarnanian has fallen for her beauty? Don’t you know that her mother, Chrysarium, is a witch who knows Thessalian spells, and can bring the moon down? Why, they say she even flies of a night. She’s the one who’s sent the fellow out of his senses by giving him a drink of her brew, and now they’re making a fine harvest out of him.

THAIS

You’ll have your harvest too, dearie; you’ll find someone else; let him go to the devil.

Dialogues of the Hetaerae Perseus (The Works of Lucian of Samosata, Vol. 4. Fowler, Henry Watson and Fowler, Francis George, translators. Oxford: Clarendon Press, 1905.) — 1 focus

Glycera

Thais

I

[1]

Glycera

Thais, that Acarnanian soldier, who used to be so fond of Abrotonum, and then fell in love with me—he was decorated, and wore a military cloak—do you know the man I mean? I suppose you have forgotten him?

Thais

Oh no, dear, I know; why, he shared our table last harvest festival. Well? you look as if you had something to tell me about him.

Glycera

That wicked Gorgona (such a friend of mine, to be sure!) —-she has stolen him away from me.

Thais

What! he has given you up, and taken her in your place?

Glycera

Yes, dear; isn’t it horrid of her?

Thais

Well, Glycera darling, it is wicked, of course; but it is not very surprising; it is what all we poor girls do. You mustn’t be too much vexed; I shouldn’t blame her, if I were you; Abrotonum never blamed you about him, you know; and you were friends, too.

[2] But I cannot think what he finds in her; where are his eyes? has he never found out how thin her hair is? what a lot of forehead she shows! and her lips! all livid; they might be a dead woman’s; and that scraggy neck, veined all over; and what an amount of nose! I grant you she is tall and straight; and she has quite a nice smile.

Glycera

Oh, Thais, you don’t think it was her looks caught him. Don’t you know? her mother Chrysarium is a witch; she knows Thessalian charms, and can draw down the moon; they do say she flies o’ nights. It was she bewitched him with drugs in his drink, and now they are making their harvest out of him.

Thais

Ah well, dear, you will get a harvest out of some one else; never mind him.

Henry Watson Fowler

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Ἑταιρικοὶ διάλογοι

1. πρόσεστι β.

2. ᾑρῆσθαι recc., edd..

Lucian of Samosata Dialogi meretricii 1

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ΘΑΙΣ

Οὔκ, ἀλλὰ οἶδα, ὦ Γλυκέριον, καὶ συνέπιε μεθ' ἡμῶν πέρυσιν ἐν τοῖς Ἁλώοις. τί δὲ τοῦτο; ἐῴκεις γάρ τι περὶ αὐτοῦ διηγεῖσθαι.

ΓΛΥΚΕΡΑ

Γοργόνα αὐτὸν ἡ παμπόνηρος, φίλη δοκοῦσα εἶναι, ἀπέσπασεν ἀπ' ἐμοῦ ὑπαγαγοῦσα.

ΘΑΙΣ

Καὶ νῦν σοὶ μὲν ἐκεῖνος οὐ πρόσεισι, ¹ Γοργόναν δὲ ἑταίραν πεποίηται;

ΓΛΥΚΕΡΑ

Ναί, ὦ Θαΐ, καὶ τὸ πρᾶγμα οὐ μετρίως μου ἥψατο.

ΘΑΙΣ

Καὶ σὺ ἄλλον, ὦ Γλυκέριον, τρυγήσεις, τοῦτον δὲ χαίρειν ἔα.

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Γλυκέρα καὶ Θαίς

Θαίς

οὔκ, ἀλλὰ οἶδα, ὦ Γλυκέριον, καὶ συνέπιε μεθʼ ἡμῶν πέρυσιν ἐν τοῖς Ἁλώοις. τί δὲ τοῦτο; ἐῴκεις γάρ τι περὶ αὐτοῦ διηγεῖσθαι.

Γλυκέρα

Γοργόνα αὐτὸν ἡ παμπόνηρος, φίλη δοκοῦσα εἶναι, ἀπέσπασεν ἀπʼ ἐμοῦ ὑπελθοῦσα.

Θαίς

καὶ νῦν σοὶ μὲν ἐκεῖνος οὐ πρόσεστι, Γοργόναν δὲ ἑταίραν πεποίηται;

Γλυκέρα

ναί, ὦ Θαΐ, καὶ τὸ πρᾶγμα οὐ μετρίως μου ἥψατο.

Θαίς

καὶ σύ, ὦ Γλυκέριον, ἄλλον τρυγήσεις, τοῦτον δὲ χαίρειν ἔα.

The Dialogues of The Courtesans

Glycera and Thais

GLYCERA

Thais, do you know the Acarnanian soldier, who in the old days kept Abrotonum, and afterwards fell in love with me—the dandy, I mean, with the fine military cloak—or have you forgotten the fellow?

THAIS

No, Glycera, dearie, I know him. He drank with us last year at the harvest celebrations. But what of it? You looked as though you had something to tell me about him.

GLYCERA

That nasty thing Gorgona, who pretends to be my friend, has got her claws into him and stolen him from me behind my back.

THAIS

So now he won’t be visiting you any more, but has taken Gorgona to be his mistress.

GLYCERA

Yes, Thais, and it’s hurt me very much.

THAIS

It was a dirty trick, dearie, but only to be expected; it’s a common practice of us girls. So you mustn’t take it too hard or blame Gorgona; for, earlier on, Abrotonum didn’t blame you over him; and yet you’d been friends.

THAIS

You’ll have your harvest too, dearie; you’ll find someone else; let him go to the devil.

Glycera

Thais

I

Glycera

Thais

Glycera

Thais

Glycera

Thais

Glycera

Thais

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ΓΛΥΚΕΡΑ ΚΑΙ ΘΑΙΣ

ΘΑΙΣ Οὔκ, ἀλλὰ οἶδα, ὦ Γλυκέριον, καὶ συνέπιε μεθ' ἡμῶν πέρυσιν ἐν τοῖς Ἁλώοις. τί δὲ τοῦτο; ἐῴκεις γάρ τι περὶ αὐτοῦ διηγεῖσθαι.

ΓΛΥΚΕΡΑ Γοργόνα αὐτὸν ἡ παμπόνηρος, φίλη δοκοῦσα εἶναι, ἀπέσπασεν ἀπ' ἐμοῦ ὑπαγαγοῦσα.

ΘΑΙΣ Καὶ νῦν σοὶ μὲν ἐκεῖνος οὐ πρόσεισι, 1 Γοργόναν δὲ ἑταίραν πεποίηται;

ΓΛΥΚΕΡΑ Ναί, ὦ Θαΐ, καὶ τὸ πρᾶγμα οὐ μετρίως μου ἥψατο.

ΘΑΙΣ Καὶ σὺ ἄλλον, ὦ Γλυκέριον, τρυγήσεις, τοῦτον δὲ χαίρειν ἔα.

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Γλυκέρα καὶ Θαίς

Θαίς οὔκ, ἀλλὰ οἶδα, ὦ Γλυκέριον, καὶ συνέπιε μεθʼ ἡμῶν πέρυσιν ἐν τοῖς Ἁλώοις. τί δὲ τοῦτο; ἐῴκεις γάρ τι περὶ αὐτοῦ διηγεῖσθαι.

Γλυκέρα Γοργόνα αὐτὸν ἡ παμπόνηρος, φίλη δοκοῦσα εἶναι, ἀπέσπασεν ἀπʼ ἐμοῦ ὑπελθοῦσα.

Θαίς καὶ νῦν σοὶ μὲν ἐκεῖνος οὐ πρόσεστι, Γοργόναν δὲ ἑταίραν πεποίηται;

Γλυκέρα ναί, ὦ Θαΐ, καὶ τὸ πρᾶγμα οὐ μετρίως μου ἥψατο.

Θαίς καὶ σύ, ὦ Γλυκέριον, ἄλλον τρυγήσεις, τοῦτον δὲ χαίρειν ἔα.

The Dialogues of The Courtesans

Glycera and Thais

GLYCERA Thais, do you know the Acarnanian soldier, who in the old days kept Abrotonum, and afterwards fell in love with me—the dandy, I mean, with the fine military cloak—or have you forgotten the fellow?

THAIS No, Glycera, dearie, I know him. He drank with us last year at the harvest celebrations. But what of it? You looked as though you had something to tell me about him.

GLYCERA That nasty thing Gorgona, who pretends to be my friend, has got her claws into him and stolen him from me behind my back.

THAIS So now he won’t be visiting you any more, but has taken Gorgona to be his mistress.

GLYCERA Yes, Thais, and it’s hurt me very much.

THAIS It was a dirty trick, dearie, but only to be expected; it’s a common practice of us girls. So you mustn’t take it too hard or blame Gorgona; for, earlier on, Abrotonum didn’t blame you over him; and yet you’d been friends.

THAIS You’ll have your harvest too, dearie; you’ll find someone else; let him go to the devil.

Glycera

Thais

I

Glycera

Thais

Glycera

Thais

Glycera

Thais

Glycera

Thais

Notes on the current edition

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ΘΑΙΣ

Οὔκ, ἀλλὰ οἶδα, ὦ Γλυκέριον, καὶ συνέπιε μεθ' ἡμῶν πέρυσιν ἐν τοῖς Ἁλώοις. τί δὲ τοῦτο; ἐῴκεις γάρ τι περὶ αὐτοῦ διηγεῖσθαι.

ΓΛΥΚΕΡΑ

Γοργόνα αὐτὸν ἡ παμπόνηρος, φίλη δοκοῦσα εἶναι, ἀπέσπασεν ἀπ' ἐμοῦ ὑπαγαγοῦσα.

ΘΑΙΣ

Καὶ νῦν σοὶ μὲν ἐκεῖνος οὐ πρόσεισι, ¹ Γοργόναν δὲ ἑταίραν πεποίηται;

ΓΛΥΚΕΡΑ

Ναί, ὦ Θαΐ, καὶ τὸ πρᾶγμα οὐ μετρίως μου ἥψατο.

ΘΑΙΣ

Καὶ σὺ ἄλλον, ὦ Γλυκέριον, τρυγήσεις, τοῦτον δὲ χαίρειν ἔα.

Θαίς

οὔκ, ἀλλὰ οἶδα, ὦ Γλυκέριον, καὶ συνέπιε μεθʼ ἡμῶν πέρυσιν ἐν τοῖς Ἁλώοις. τί δὲ τοῦτο; ἐῴκεις γάρ τι περὶ αὐτοῦ διηγεῖσθαι.

Γλυκέρα

Γοργόνα αὐτὸν ἡ παμπόνηρος, φίλη δοκοῦσα εἶναι, ἀπέσπασεν ἀπʼ ἐμοῦ ὑπελθοῦσα.

Θαίς

καὶ νῦν σοὶ μὲν ἐκεῖνος οὐ πρόσεστι, Γοργόναν δὲ ἑταίραν πεποίηται;

Γλυκέρα

ναί, ὦ Θαΐ, καὶ τὸ πρᾶγμα οὐ μετρίως μου ἥψατο.

Θαίς

καὶ σύ, ὦ Γλυκέριον, ἄλλον τρυγήσεις, τοῦτον δὲ χαίρειν ἔα.

GLYCERA

Thais, do you know the Acarnanian soldier, who in the old days kept Abrotonum, and afterwards fell in love with me—the dandy, I mean, with the fine military cloak—or have you forgotten the fellow?

THAIS

No, Glycera, dearie, I know him. He drank with us last year at the harvest celebrations. But what of it? You looked as though you had something to tell me about him.

GLYCERA

That nasty thing Gorgona, who pretends to be my friend, has got her claws into him and stolen him from me behind my back.

THAIS

So now he won’t be visiting you any more, but has taken Gorgona to be his mistress.

GLYCERA

Yes, Thais, and it’s hurt me very much.

THAIS

It was a dirty trick, dearie, but only to be expected; it’s a common practice of us girls. So you mustn’t take it too hard or blame Gorgona; for, earlier on, Abrotonum didn’t blame you over him; and yet you’d been friends.

THAIS

You’ll have your harvest too, dearie; you’ll find someone else; let him go to the devil.