The Thesmophoriazusae [4]
oh! oh! Water, water, neighbour, or my
perineum will be alight!
EURIPIDES
Keep up your courage!
MNESILOCHUS
Keep my courage, when I'm being burnt up?
EURIPIDES
Come, cease your whining, the worst is over.
MNESILOCHUS
Oh! it's quite black, all burnt down there!
EURIPIDES
Don't worry! Satyrus will wash it.
MNESILOCHUS
Woe to him who dares to wash me!
EURIPIDES
Agathon, you refuse to devote yourself to helping me; but at any
rate lend me a tunic and a belt. You cannot say you have not got them.
AGATHON
Take them and use them as you like; I consent.
MNESILOCHUS
What shall I take?
EURIPIDES
First put on this long saffron-coloured robe.
MNESILOCHUS
By Aphrodite! what a sweet odour! how it smells of young male
tools Hand it to me quickly. And the belt?
EURIPIDES
Here it is.
MNESILOCHUS
Now some rings for my legs.
EURIPIDES
You still want a hair-net and a head-dress.
AGATHON
Here is my night cap.
EURIPIDES
Ah! that's fine.
MNESILOCHUS
Does it suit me?
AGATHON
It could not be better.
EURIPIDES
And a short mantle?
AGATHON
There's one on the couch; take it.
EURIPIDES
He needs slippers.
AGATHON
Here are mine.
MNESILOCHUS
Will they fit me? (To AGATHON) You don't like a loose fit.
AGATHON
Try them on. Now that you have all you need, let me be taken
inside.
(The eccyclema turns and AGATHON disappears.)
EURIPIDES
You look for all the world like a woman. But when you talk, take
good care to give your voice a woman's tone.
MNESILOCHUS (falsetto)
I'll try my best.
EURIPIDES
Come, get yourself to the temple.
MNESILOCHUS
No, by Apollo, not unless you swear to me....
EURIPIDES
What?
MNESILOCHUS
....that, if anything untoward happen to me, you will leave
nothing undone to save me.
EURIPIDES
Very well! I swear it by the Aether, the dwelling-place of the
king of the gods.
MNESILOCHUS
Why not rather swear it by the sons of Hippocrates?
EURIPIDES
Come, I swear it by all the gods, both great and small.
MNESILOCHUS
Remember, it's the heart, and not the tongue, that has sworn;
for the oaths of the tongue concern me but little.
EURIPIDES
Hurry up! The signal for the meeting has just been raised on the
Temple of Demeter. Farewell.
(They both depart. The scene changes to the interior of the
Thesmophorion, where the women who form the chorus are
assembled. Mnesilochus enters, in his feminine attire, striving
to act as womanly as possible, and giving his voice as female a
pitch and lilt as he can; he pretends to be addressing his
slave-girl.)
MNESILOCHUS
Here, Thratta, follow me. Look, Thratta, at the cloud of smoke
that arises from all these lighted torches. Ah! beautiful
Thesmophorae! grant me your favours, protect me, both within the
temple and on my way back! Come, Thratta, put down the basket and take
out the cake, which I wish to offer to the two goddesses. Mighty
divinity, oh, Demeter, and thou, Persephone, grant that I may be
able to offer you many sacrifices; above all things, grant that I
may not be recognized. Would that my well-holed daughter might marry a
man as rich as he is foolish and silly, so that she may have nothing
to do but amuse herself. But where can a place be found for hearing
well? Be off, Thratta, be off; slaves have no right to be present at
this gathering.
(He sits down amongst the women.)
WOMAN HERALD
Silence! Silence! Pray to the Thesmophorae, Demeter and Cora; pray
to Plutus, Calligenia, Curotrophus, the Earth, Hermes and the
Graces, that all may happen for the best at this gathering, both for
the greatest
perineum will be alight!
EURIPIDES
Keep up your courage!
MNESILOCHUS
Keep my courage, when I'm being burnt up?
EURIPIDES
Come, cease your whining, the worst is over.
MNESILOCHUS
Oh! it's quite black, all burnt down there!
EURIPIDES
Don't worry! Satyrus will wash it.
MNESILOCHUS
Woe to him who dares to wash me!
EURIPIDES
Agathon, you refuse to devote yourself to helping me; but at any
rate lend me a tunic and a belt. You cannot say you have not got them.
AGATHON
Take them and use them as you like; I consent.
MNESILOCHUS
What shall I take?
EURIPIDES
First put on this long saffron-coloured robe.
MNESILOCHUS
By Aphrodite! what a sweet odour! how it smells of young male
tools Hand it to me quickly. And the belt?
EURIPIDES
Here it is.
MNESILOCHUS
Now some rings for my legs.
EURIPIDES
You still want a hair-net and a head-dress.
AGATHON
Here is my night cap.
EURIPIDES
Ah! that's fine.
MNESILOCHUS
Does it suit me?
AGATHON
It could not be better.
EURIPIDES
And a short mantle?
AGATHON
There's one on the couch; take it.
EURIPIDES
He needs slippers.
AGATHON
Here are mine.
MNESILOCHUS
Will they fit me? (To AGATHON) You don't like a loose fit.
AGATHON
Try them on. Now that you have all you need, let me be taken
inside.
(The eccyclema turns and AGATHON disappears.)
EURIPIDES
You look for all the world like a woman. But when you talk, take
good care to give your voice a woman's tone.
MNESILOCHUS (falsetto)
I'll try my best.
EURIPIDES
Come, get yourself to the temple.
MNESILOCHUS
No, by Apollo, not unless you swear to me....
EURIPIDES
What?
MNESILOCHUS
....that, if anything untoward happen to me, you will leave
nothing undone to save me.
EURIPIDES
Very well! I swear it by the Aether, the dwelling-place of the
king of the gods.
MNESILOCHUS
Why not rather swear it by the sons of Hippocrates?
EURIPIDES
Come, I swear it by all the gods, both great and small.
MNESILOCHUS
Remember, it's the heart, and not the tongue, that has sworn;
for the oaths of the tongue concern me but little.
EURIPIDES
Hurry up! The signal for the meeting has just been raised on the
Temple of Demeter. Farewell.
(They both depart. The scene changes to the interior of the
Thesmophorion, where the women who form the chorus are
assembled. Mnesilochus enters, in his feminine attire, striving
to act as womanly as possible, and giving his voice as female a
pitch and lilt as he can; he pretends to be addressing his
slave-girl.)
MNESILOCHUS
Here, Thratta, follow me. Look, Thratta, at the cloud of smoke
that arises from all these lighted torches. Ah! beautiful
Thesmophorae! grant me your favours, protect me, both within the
temple and on my way back! Come, Thratta, put down the basket and take
out the cake, which I wish to offer to the two goddesses. Mighty
divinity, oh, Demeter, and thou, Persephone, grant that I may be
able to offer you many sacrifices; above all things, grant that I
may not be recognized. Would that my well-holed daughter might marry a
man as rich as he is foolish and silly, so that she may have nothing
to do but amuse herself. But where can a place be found for hearing
well? Be off, Thratta, be off; slaves have no right to be present at
this gathering.
(He sits down amongst the women.)
WOMAN HERALD
Silence! Silence! Pray to the Thesmophorae, Demeter and Cora; pray
to Plutus, Calligenia, Curotrophus, the Earth, Hermes and the
Graces, that all may happen for the best at this gathering, both for
the greatest