SIMO
(to PHŒNICIUM.)
Don’t weep: you know not how the matter is, Phœnicium; but before long I’ll let you know it when you are resting.
I’m not leading you to that Macedonian long-teethed fellow, who now causes you to be weeping. To him will I lead you, whose you especially long to be. I’ll cause you before very long to be embracing Calidorus.
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PSEUDOLUS
Prithee, why did you stay so long in-doors?
For how long a time was my heart throbbing with beating against my breast.
1045
SIMO
You have found reason, you whipping-post, with a vengeance to be making enquires of me
amid the ambush of the enemy. Why don’t we go home with all speed with military strides
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PSEUDOLUS
Now, by my troth, although you are a worthless fellow, you advise aright. March in triumphal procession, this way, straight in the path to the festive goblet.
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(They march off in triumphal procession.)
Pseudolus. Plautus. Henry Thomas Riley (Translator). London. 1912.
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