Miles Gloriosus

Plautus, Titus Maccius

Plautus. The Comedies of Plautus, Volume 1. Riley, H. T., translator. London: G. Bell and Sons, Ltd., 1912.

  1. Run in and fetch some water.
PALAESTRIO
  1. I want no water; but I had rather you would keep at a distance. Prithee, don’t you interfere till she comes to.
PYRGOPOLINICES
  1. observing PLEUSICLES, who is holding PHILOCOMASIUM in his arm. They have their heads too closely in contact between them; I don’t like it; he is soldering his lips[*](He is soldering his lips: Ferruminatis a strong expression here; it literally means to weld iron with iron. hammering it in a red-hot state) to hers. What the plague are you about?
PLEUSICLES
  1. I was trying whether she was breathing or not.
PYRGOPOLINICES
  1. You ought to have applied your ear then.
PLEUSICLES
  1. If you had rather, I’ll let her go.
PYRGOPOLINICES
  1. No, I don’t care; do you support her.
PALAESTRIO
  1. To my misery, I’m quite distracted.
PYRGOPOLINICES
  1. Go and bring here from in-doors all the things that I have given her.
PALAESTRIO
  1. And even now, household God, do I salute thee before I depart; my fellow-servants, both male and female, all farewell, and happy may you live; prithee, though absent, among yourselves bestow your blessings upon me as well.