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Red Sea (search for this): card 1060
urther oracle, by which Apollo puts you on your guard against the snares of the greedy fist. Demos Of what greedy fist? Sausage-Seller The god in this oracle very clearly points to the hand of Cleon, who incessantly holds his out, saying, “Fill it.” Cleon That's a lie! Phoebus means the hand of Diopeithes. But here I have a winged oracle, which promises you shall become an eagle and rule over all the earth. Sausage-Seller I have one, which says that you shall be King of the Earth and of the Red Sea too, and that you shall administer justice in Ecbatana, eating fine rich stews the while. Cleon I have seen Athena in a dream, pouring out full vials of riches and health over the people. Sausage-Seller I too have seen the goddess, descending from the Acropolis with an owl perched upon her helmet; on your head she was pouring out ambrosia, on that of Cleon garlic pickle. Demos Truly Glanis is the wisest of men. I shall yield myself to you; guide me in my old age and educate me anew. Cleon A
Olympus (Greece) (search for this): card 1
the background is the house of Demos. Oh! alas! alas! Oh! woe! oh! woe! Miserable Paphlagonian! may the gods destroy both him and his cursed advice! Since that evil day when this new slave entered the house he has never ceased belaboring us with blows. Nicias May the plague seize him, the arch-fiend —him and his lying tales! Demosthenes Hah! my poor fellow, what is your condition? Nicias Very wretched, just like your own. Demosthenes Then come, let us sing a duet of groans in the style of Olympus. Demosthenes and Nicias Boo, hoo! boo, hoo! boo, hoo! boo, hoo! boo, hoo! boo, hoo!! Demosthenes Bah! it's lost labour to weep! Enough of groaning! Let us consider how to save our pelts. Nicias But how to do it! Can you suggest anything? Demosthenes No, you begin. Nicias I cede you the honor. Demosthenes By Apollo! no, not I Nicias in tragic style “Ah! would you but tell me what I should tell you!” Demosthenes Come, have courage! Speak, and then I will say what I think. Nicias I dare not. H<
Arcadia (Greece) (search for this): card 790
bons; the envoys who come to propose a truce you drive from the city with kicks in their arses. Cleon The purpose of this is that Demos may rule over all the Greeks; for the oracles predict that, if he is patient, he must one day sit as judge in Arcadia at five obols per day. Meanwhile, I will nourish him, look after him and, above all, I will ensure to him his three obols. Sausage-Seller No, little you care for his reigning in Arcadia, it's to pillage and impose on the allies at will that you Arcadia, it's to pillage and impose on the allies at will that you reckon; you wish the war to conceal your rogueries as in a mist, that Demos may see nothing of them, and harassed by cares, may only depend on yourself for his bread. But if ever peace is restored to him, if ever he returns to his lands to comfort himself once more with good cakes, to greet his cherished olives, he will know the blessings you have kept him out of, even though paying him a salary; and, filled with hatred and rage, he will rise, burning with desire to vote against you. You know t
Boeotia (Greece) (search for this): card 461
at is on the anvil; it's the question of the prisoners. Chorus Well done! Forge on, if he be a wheelwright. Sausage-Seller And there are men at Sparta who are hammering the iron with you; but neither gold nor silver nor prayers nor anything else shall impede my denouncing your trickery to the Athenians. Cleon As for me, I hasten to the Senate to reveal your plotting, your nightly gatherings in the city, your trafficking with the Medes and with the Great King, and all you are foraging for in Boeotia. Sausage-Seller What price then is paid for forage by Boeotians? Cleon Oh! by Heracles! I will tan your hide. He departs. Chorus Come, if you have both wit and heart, now is the time to show it, as on the day when you hid the meat in your crotch, as you say. Hasten to the Senate, for he will rush there like a tornado to calumniate us all and give vent to his fearful bellowings. Sausage-Seller I am going, but first I must rid myself of my tripe and my knives; I will leave them here. Demosthe
Attica (Greece) (search for this): card 763
verned with my consent, have I not filled your treasury, putting pressure on some, torturing others or begging of them, indifferent to the opinion of private individuals, and solely anxious to please you? Sausage-Seller There is nothing so wonderful in all that, Demos; I will do as much; I will thieve the bread of others to serve up to you. No, he has neither love for you nor kindly feeling; his only care is to warm himself with your wood, and I will prove it. You, who, sword in hand, saved Attica from the Median yoke at Marathon; you, whose glorious triumphs we love to extol unceasingly, look, he cares little whether he sees you seated uncomfortably upon a stone; whereas I, I bring you this cushion, which I have sewn with my own hands. Rise and try this nice soft seat. Did you not put enough strain on your bottom at Salamis? He gives Demos the cushion; Demos sits on it. Demos Who are you then? Can you be of the race of Harmodius? Upon my faith, that is nobly done and like a true fri
Attica (Greece) (search for this): card 303
Chorus singing Oh! you scoundrel! you impudent bawler! everything is filled with your daring, all Attica, the Assembly, the Treasury, the decrees, the tribunals. As a furious torrent you have overthrown our city; your outcries have deafened Athens and, posted upon a high rock, you have lain in wait for the tribute moneys as the fisherman does for the tunny-fish.
Caria (Turkey) (search for this): card 131
Happiness, riches, power; to-day you have nothing, to-morrow you will have all, oh! chief of happy Athens. Sausage-Seller Why not leave me to wash my tripe and to sell my sausages instead of making game of me? Demosthenes Oh! the fool! Your tripe! Do you see these tiers of people? Sausage-Seller Yes. Demosthenes You shall be master to them all, governor of the market, of the harbors, of the Pnyx; you shall trample the Senate under foot, be able to cashier the generals, load them with fetters, throw them into gaol, and you will fornicate in the Prytaneum. Sausage-Seller What! I? Demosthenes You, without a doubt. But you do not yet see all the glory awaiting you. Stand on your basket and look at all the islands that surround Athens. Sausage-Seller I see them. What then? Demosthenes Look at the storehouses and the shipping. Sausage-Seller Yes, I am looking. Demosthenes Exists there a mortal more blest than you? Furthermore, turn your right eye towards Caria and your left toward Carthage!
Ecbatana (Iran) (search for this): card 1060
against the snares of the greedy fist. Demos Of what greedy fist? Sausage-Seller The god in this oracle very clearly points to the hand of Cleon, who incessantly holds his out, saying, “Fill it.” Cleon That's a lie! Phoebus means the hand of Diopeithes. But here I have a winged oracle, which promises you shall become an eagle and rule over all the earth. Sausage-Seller I have one, which says that you shall be King of the Earth and of the Red Sea too, and that you shall administer justice in Ecbatana, eating fine rich stews the while. Cleon I have seen Athena in a dream, pouring out full vials of riches and health over the people. Sausage-Seller I too have seen the goddess, descending from the Acropolis with an owl perched upon her helmet; on your head she was pouring out ambrosia, on that of Cleon garlic pickle. Demos Truly Glanis is the wisest of men. I shall yield myself to you; guide me in my old age and educate me anew. Cleon Ah! I adjure you! not yet; wait a little; I will promise
Lycia (Turkey) (search for this): card 1231
y and I shall soon see whether you are indeed the man whom the god intended. Firstly, what school did you attend when a child? Sausage-Seller It was in the kitchens, where I was taught with cuffs and blows. Cleon What's that you say? aside Ah! this is truly what the oracle said. To the Sausage-Seller And what did you learn from the master of exercises? Sausage-Seller I learnt to take a false oath without a smile, when I had stolen something. Cleon frightened; aside Oh! Phoebus Apollo, god of Lycia! I am undone! To the Sausage-Seller And when you had become a man, what trade did you follow? Sausage-Seller I sold sausages and did a bit of fornication. Cleon in consternation; asideOh! my god! I am a lost man! Ah! still one slender hope remains.to the Sausage-Seller Tell me, was it on the market-place or near the gates that you sold your sausages? Sausage-Seller Near the gates, in the market for salted goods. Cleon In tragic despair Alas! I see the prophecy of the god is verily come true.
Greece (Greece) (search for this): card 1231
place or near the gates that you sold your sausages? Sausage-Seller Near the gates, in the market for salted goods. Cleon In tragic despair Alas! I see the prophecy of the god is verily come true. Alas! roll me home. I am a miserable ruined man. Farewell, my chaplet. 'Tis death to me to part with you. So you are to belong to another; 'tis certain he cannot be a greater thief, but perhaps he may be a luckier one.He gives the chaplet to the Sausage-Seller. Sausage-Seller Oh! Zeus, protector of Greece! 'tis to you I owe this victory! Chorus Hail! illustrious conqueror, but forget not, that if you have become a great man, 'tis thanks to me; I ask but a little thing; appoint me secretary of the law-court in the room of Phanus. Demos to the Sausage-Seller But what is your name then? Tell me. Sausage-Seller My name is Agoracritus, because I have always lived on the agora in the midst of lawsuits. Demos Well then, Agoracritus, I stand by you; as for the Paphlagonian, I hand him over to your me
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