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At last it came into Jove's head, that while
strangers were in the House it was not lawful to speak or debate.
“My lords and gentlemen,” said he, “I gave you leave to ask
questions, and you have made a regular farmyard
1 of the place. Be so good as to keep the rules of the House. What
will this- person think of us, whoever he is?” So Claudius was led out,
and the first to be asked his opinion was Father Janus: he had been made consul
elect for the afternoon of the next first of July,
2 being as shrewd a man as you could find on a summer's day:
for he could see, as they say, before and behind.
3 He made an eloquent
[p. 391] harangue,
because his life was passed in the forum, but too fast for the notary to take down.
That is why I give no full report of it, for I don't want to change the words he
used. He said a great deal of the majesty of the gods, and how the honour ought not
to be given away to every Tom, Dick, or Harry.
“Once,” said he, it was a great thing to become a god; now you have made
it a farce.
4 Therefore, that you may not think I
am speaking against one person instead of the general custom, I propose that from
this day forward the godhead be given to none of those who eat the fruits of the
earth, or whom mother earth doth nourish.
5
After this bill has been read a third time, whosoever is made, said, or portrayed to
be god, I vote he be delivered over to the bogies, and at the next public show be
flogged with a birch amongst the new gladiators."
6
The next to be asked was Diespiter, son of Vica Pota, he also being consul elect,
and a moneylender;
7 by
this trade he made a living, used to sell rights of citizenship in a small way.
Hercules trips me up to him daintily, and tweaks him by the ear. So he uttered his
opinion in these words: “Inasmuch as the blessed Claudius is akin to the
blessed Augustus, and also to the blessed Augusta, his grandmother, whom he
ordered to be made a goddess, and whereas he far surpasses all mortal men in
wisdom, and seeing that it is for the public good that there be some one able to
join Romulus in devouring boiled turnips,
8 I propose
that from this day forth blessed Claudius be a god, to enjoy that honour with
all its appurtenances in as full a degree as any other before him, and that a
note to that effect be added to Ovid's Metamorphoses.” The meeting was
divided, and it looked as though Claudius was to
[p. 393] win the day. For
Hercules saw his iron was in the fire, trotted here and trotted there, saying,
“Don't deny me; I make a point of the matter. I'll do as much for you
again, when you like; you roll my log, and I'll roll yours: one hand washes
another.”