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                    <TEI xmlns="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><text><body><div xml:lang="eng" type="translation" n="urn:cts:greekLit:tlg0016.tlg001.perseus-eng2"><div type="textpart" n="6" subtype="Book"><div type="textpart" n="129" subtype="chapter"><div n="1" type="textpart" subtype="section"><p><milestone unit="para"/>When the appointed day came for the marriage feast
                        and for <name type="pers">Cleisthenes</name>' declaration of whom he had
                        chosen out of them all, <name type="pers">Cleisthenes</name> sacrificed a
                        hundred oxen and gave a feast to the suitors and to the whole of <name key="perseus,Sikyon" type="place"><reg>Sikyon [22.725,37.9833]
                              (Perseus)</reg>Sicyon</name>. </p></div><div n="2" type="textpart" subtype="section"><p>After dinner the suitors vied with each other in music and in anecdotes for
                        all to hear. As they sat late drinking, <name type="pers">Hippocleides</name>, now far outdoing the rest, ordered the flute-player
                        to play him a dance-tune; the flute-player obeyed and he began to dance. I
                        suppose he pleased himself with his dancing, but <name type="pers">Cleisthenes</name> saw the whole business with much disfavor. </p></div><div n="3" type="textpart" subtype="section"><p><name type="pers">Hippocleides</name> then stopped for a while and ordered a
                        table to be brought in; when the table arrived, he danced <name type="ethnic">Laconian</name> figures on it first, and then Attic; last
                        of all he rested his head on the table and made gestures with his legs in
                        the air. </p></div><div n="4" type="textpart" subtype="section"><p>Now <name type="pers">Cleisthenes</name> at the first and the second bout of
                        dancing could no more bear to think of <name type="pers">Hippocleides</name>
                        as his son-in-law, because of his dancing and his shamelessness, but he had
                        held himself in check, not wanting to explode at <name type="pers">Hippocleides</name>; but when he saw him making gestures with his legs,
                        he could no longer keep silence and said, “son of <name type="pers">Tisandrus</name>, you have danced away your marriage.” <name type="pers">Hippocleides</name> said in answer, “It does not matter to <name type="pers">Hippocleides</name>!” Since then this is proverbial. </p></div></div></div></div></body></text></TEI>
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