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The Clouds [13]

By Root 185 0
(singing)

Do you understand, Socrates, that thanks to us you will be

loaded with benefits? Here is a man, ready to obey you in all

things. You see how he is carried away with admiration and enthusiasm.

Profit by it to clip him as short as possible; fine chances are all

too quickly gone.

STREPSIADES (coming out of his house and pushing his son in front of

him) No, by the Clouds! you stay here no longer; go and devour the

ruins of your uncle Megacles' fortune.

PHIDIPPIDES

Oh! my poor father! what has happened to you? By the Olympian

Zeus! You are no longer in your senses!

STREPSIADES

Look! "the Olympian Zeus." Oh! you fool! to believe in Zeus at

your age!

PHIDIPPIDES

What is there in that to make you laugh?

STREPSIADES

You are then a tiny little child, if you credit such antiquated

rubbish! But come here, that I may teach you; I will tell you

something very necessary to know to be a man; but do not repeat it

to anybody.

PHIDIPPIDES

Tell me, what is it?

STREPSIADES

Just now you swore by Zeus.

PHIDIPPIDES

Sure I did.

STREPSIADES

Do you see how good it is to learn? Phidippides, there is no Zeus.

PHIDIPPIDES

What is there then?

STREPSIADES

The Whirlwind has driven out Zeus and is King now.

PHIDIPPIDES

What drivel!

STREPSIADES

You must realize that it is true.

PHIDIPPIDES

And who says so?

STREPSIADES

Socrates, the Melian, and Chaerephon, who knows how to measure the

jump of a flea.

PHIDIPPIDES

Have you reached such a pitch of madness that you believe those

bilious fellows?

STREPSIADES

Use better language, and do not insult men who are clever and full

of wisdom, who, to economize, never shave, shun the gymnasia and never

go to the baths, while you, you only await my death to eat up my

wealth. But come, come as quickly as you can to learn in my stead.

PHIDIPPIDES

And what good can be learnt of them?

STREPSIADES

What good indeed? Why, all human knowledge. Firstly, you will know

yourself grossly ignorant. But await me here awhile.

(He goes back into his house.)

PHIDIPPIDES

Alas! what is to be done? Father has lost his wits. Must I have

him certificated for lunacy, or must I order his coffin?

STREPSIADES (returning with a bird in each hand)

Come! what kind of bird is this? Tell me.

PHIDIPPIDES

A pigeon.

STREPSIADES

Good! And this female?

PHIDIPPIDES

A pigeon.

STREPSIADES

The same for both? You make me laugh! In the future you must

call this one a pigeonnette and the other a pigeon.

PHIDIPPIDES

A pigeonnette! These then are the fine things you have just learnt

at the school of these sons of Earth!

STREPSIADES

And many others; but what I learnt I forgot at once, because I

am to old.

PHIDIPPIDES

So this is why you have lost your cloak?

STREPSIADES

I have not lost it, I have consecrated it to Philosophy.

PHIDIPPIDES

And what have you done with your sandals, you poor fool?

STREPSIADES

If I have lost them, it is for what was necessary, just as

Pericles did. But come, move yourself, let us go in; if necessary,

do wrong to obey your father. When you were six years old and still

lisped, I was the one who obeyed you. I remember at the feasts of Zeus

you had a consuming wish for a little chariot and I bought it for

you with the first obolus which I received as a juryman in the courts.

PHIDIPPIDES

You will soon repent of what you ask me to do.

STREPSIADES

Oh! now I am happy! He obeys. (loudly) Come, Socrates, come!

Come out quick! Here I am bringing you my son; he refused, but I

have persuaded him.

SOCRATES

Why, he is but a child yet. He is not used to these baskets, in

which we suspend our minds.

PHIDIPPIDES
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