Racine: Phaedra

THE KNIGHTS l8i
Demus.—I see your mind is well inclined, with views and temper
suiting,
To place the state of things and toes, upon a proper
footing.
Cleon.—What an abuse !
fection !
a pair of shoes to purchase your af-
Whilst all my worth is blotted forth, raised from your
recollection
That was your guide, so proved and tried, that showed
myself so zealous,
And so severe this very year, and of your honor jealous.
Noting betimes all filthy crimes, without respect or pity.
Sausage-Seller.—He that's inclined to filth, may find enough
throughout the city:
A different view determined you ; those infamous
offenders
Seemed in your eyes, likely to rise, aspirants and pre-
tenders ;
In bold debate, and ready prate, undaunted rhetoricians
In impudence and influence, your rival politicians.
But there now, see ! this winter he might pass without his
clothing
The season's cold, he's chilly and old ; but still you think
of nothing!
Whilst I, to show my love, bestow this waistcoat, as a
present
Comely and new, with sleeves thereto, of flannel warm
and pleasant.
Demus.—How strange it is! Themistocles was reckoned
mighty clever
With all his wit, he could not hit on such a project ever,
Such a device, so warm, so nice ; in short, it equals fairly
His famous wall, the port and all, that he contrived so
rarely.
Cleon.—To what a pass you drive me, alas ! to what a vulgar
level
Sausage- Seller.— 'Tis your own plan ; 'twas you began. As
topers at a revel,
Pressed on a sudden, rise at once, and seize without re-
garding.