Cyclops
Euripides
Euripides. The Plays of Euripides, Translated into English Prose from the Text of Paley. Vol. II. Coleridge, Edward P., translator. London: George Bell and Sons, 1891.
- And there is cheese curdled with fig-juice, and the milk of kine.
- Bring them out; a man should see his purchases.
- But tell me, how much gold wilt thou give me in exchange?
- No gold bring I, but Dionysus’ drink.
- Most welcome words! I have long been wanting that.
- Yes, it was Maron, the god’s son, who gave me a draught.
- What! Maron whom once I dandled in these arms?
- The son of the Bacchic god, that thou mayst learn more certainly.
- Is it inside the ship, or hast thou it with thee?
- This, as thou seest, is the skin that holds it, old sir.
- Why, that would not give me so much as a mouthful.
- This, and twice as much again as will run from the skin.
- Fair the rill thou speakest of, delicious to me.
- Shall I let thee taste the wine unmixed, to start with?
- A reasonable offer; for of a truth a taste invites the purchase.
- Well, I haul about a cup as well as the skin.
- Come, let it gurgle in, that I may revive my memory by a pull at it.
- There then!
- Ye gods! what a delicious scent it has!
- What! didst thou see it?