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Aristophanes, Plutus (ed. Eugene O'Neill, Jr.), line 489 (search)
rn, cut up leather, bake bricks, bleach linen, tan hides, or break up the soil of the earth with the plough and garner the gifts of Demeter, if he could live in idleness and free from all this work?
What nonsense all this is! All these trades which you just mention will be plied by our slaves.
Your slaves! And by what means will these slaves be got?
We will buy them.
But first say, who will sell them, if everyone is rich?
Some greedy dealer from Thessaly —the land which supplies so many.
But if your system is applied, there won't be a single slave-dealer left.
What rich man would risk his life to devote himself to this traffic? You will have to toil, to dig and submit yourself to all kinds of hard labour; so that your life would be more wretched even than it is now.
May this prediction fall upon yourself!
You will not be able to sleep in a bed, for no more will ever be manufactured; nor no carpets, for who would w