Miles Gloriosus

Plautus, Titus Maccius

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

  1. How cleverly you do suit your mind to my own mind.
ARTOTROGUS
  1. ’Tis fit that I should know your inclinations studiously, so that whatever you wish should first occur[*](Should first occur: Praevolat mihi.Literally, should fly to me beforehand.) to me.
PYRGOPOLINICES
  1. What do you remember?
ARTOTROGUS
  1. I do remember this. In Cilicia there were a hundred and fifty men, a hundred in Cryphiolathronia [*](Cryphiolathronia: This word is mere gibberish: it is compounded of Greek words, which would make it to mean the place of hidden secrecy. The part of the flatterer seems to be a little overdone here.), thirty at Sardis, sixty men of Macedon, whom you slaughtered altogether in one day.
PYRGOPOLINICES
  1. What is the sum total of those men?
ARTOTROGUS
  1. Seven thousand.
PYRGOPOLINICES
  1. It must be as much: you keep the reckoning well.
ARTOTROGUS
  1. Yet I have none of them written down; still, so I remember it was.
PYRGOPOLINICES
  1. By my troth, you have a right good memory.
ARTOTROGUS
  1. aside. ’Tis the flesh-pots [*](’Tis the flesh-pots: Offae monent.Offaproperly means a lump of flesh, from which it came to signify victuals in general.) give it a fillip.