There is also the manes, which is a species of cup. Nicon, in his Harp-player, says—
And some seasonably then exclaim'd,And both Didymus and Pamphilus have quoted these iambics. [p. 778] But that is also called manes which stands upon the cottabus, on which they throw the drops of wine in that game, which Sophocles, in his Salmoneus, called the brazen head, saying—
My fellow-countryman, I drink to you;
And in his hand he held an earthenware manes,
Of ample size, well able to contain
Five cotylæ of wine; and I received it.
This is a contest, and a noise of kisses;And Antiphanes, in his Birthday of Venus, says—
I give a prize to him who gains the victory
In elegantly throwing the cottabus,
And striking with just aim the brazen head.
A. I then will show you how: whoever throwsAnd Hermippus says in his Fates—
The cottabus direct against the scale (πλώστιγξ,）
So as to make it fall—
B. What scale? Do you
Mean this small dish which here is placed above?
A. That is the scale-he is the conqueror.
B. How shall a man know this?
A. Why, if he throw
So as to reach it barely, it will fall
Upon the manes,1 and there'll be great noise.
B. Does manes, then, watch o'er the cottabus,
As if he were a slave?
You'll see, says he, a cottabus rod.
Wallowing round among the chaff;
But the manes hears no drops,—
And you the wretched scale may see
Lying by the garden gate,
And thrown away among the rubbish.