Racine: Phaedra

l82 ARISTOPHANES
Their neighbors' slippers for the nonce, to turn into the
garden.
I stand, in short, upon your shoes—I copy your be-
havior,
And take and use, for my own views, your flattery and
palaver.
Cleon.—I shall outvie your flatteries, 1 1—see here this costly
favor
This mantle ! take it for my sake
Demus.— Faugh! what a
filthy flavor
Off with it quick I it makes me sick, it stinks of hides and
leather.
Sausage-Seller.— 'Twas by design : if you'll combine and put
the facts together,
Like his device of Silphium spice — pretending to
bedizen
You with a dress ! 'Twas nothing less, than an attempt
to poison.
He sunk the price of that same spice, and with the same
intention
You recollect?
Demus.— I recollect the circumstance you mention.
Sausage-Seller.—Then recollect the sad effect!—that in-
stance of the jury
All flushed and hot, fixed to the spot, exploding in a
fury.
To see them was a scene of woe, in that infectious
smother,
Winking and blinking in a row, and poisoning one an-
other.
Cleon.—Varlet and knave! thou dirty slave! what trash have
you collected?
Sausage-Seller.— 'Tis your own cue—I copy you. So the
Oracle directed.
Cleon.—I'll match you still, for I can fill his pint-pot of ap-
pointment,
For holidays and working-days."
" Donatives on festival days, when the courts were closed and the jaiT»
men's pay suspended.