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SCENE VI.

Enter CHREMES tipsey.
Chrem.
So! so!—I'm in for't—and the wine I've drank
Has made me reel again.—Yet while I sat,

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How sober I suppos'd myself!—But I
No sooner rose, than neither foot, nor head,
Knew their own business!

Pyth.
Chremes!

Chrem.
Who's that?—Ha!
Pythias!—How much more handsome you seem now,
Than you appear'd a little while ago!

Pyth.
I'm sure you seem a good deal merrier.

Chrem.
I'faith it's an old saying, and a true one,
“Ceres and Bacchus are warm friends of Venus.”
—But, pray, has Thais been here long before me?

Pyth.
Has she yet left the Captain's?

Chrem.
Long time since:
An age ago. They've had a bloody quarrel.

Pyth.
Did not she bid you follow her?

Chrem.
Not she:
Only she made a sign to me at parting.

Pyth.
Well, wasn't that enough?

Chrem.
No, faith! I did not
At all conceive her meaning, till the Captain
Gave me the hint, and kick'd me out o' doors.
—But here she is! I wonder how it was,
I overtook her!

 

Sine Cerere & Libero friget Venus. A proverb, signifying that love is cold without good eating and drinking.