DICAEOPOLIS
What cries of anguish you would have uttered had these coals of
Parnes1 been dismembered, and yet it came very near it; had they
perished, their death would have been due to the folly of their
fellow-citizens. The poor basket was so frightened, look, it has
shed a thick black dust over me, the same as a cuttle-fish does.
What an irritable temper! You shout and throw stones, you will not
hear my arguments—not even when I propose to speak in favour of the
Lacedaemonians with my head on the block; and yet I cling to life.
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Aristophanes. Acharnians. The Eleven Comedies. Anonymous. New York. Liveright. 192?.