AEACUS O, villain, villain, arrant vilest villain!. Who seized our Cerberus by the throat, and fled, And ran, and rushed, and bolted, haling off The dog, my charge! But now I’ve got thee fast. So close the Styx’s inky-hearted rock, The blood-bedabbled peak of Acheron Shall hem thee in: the hell-hounds of Cocytus Prowl round thee; whilst the hundred-headed Asp
AEACUS Shall rive thy heart-strings: the Tartesian Lamprey Prey on thy lungs: and those Tithrasian Gorgons Mangle and tear thy kidneys, mauling them,— Entrails and all, into one bloody mash. I’ll speed a running foot to fetch them hither.
XANTHIAS Hallo! what now?
DIONYSUS I’ve done it: call the god.
XANTHIAS Get up, you laughing-stock; get up directly, Before you’re seen.
DIONYSUS What, get up? I’m fainting. Please dab a sponge of water on my heart.
XANTHIAS Here!
DIONYSUS Dab it, you.
XANTHIAS Where? O, ye golden gods, Lies your heart here?
DIONYSUS It got so terrified It fluttered down into my stomach’s pit..
XANTHIAS Cowardliest of gods and men!
DIONYSUS The cowardliest? I? What I, who asked you for a sponge, a thing A coward never would have done!
XANTHIAS What then?
DIONYSUS A coward would have lain there wallowing; But I stood up, and wiped myself withal.
XANTHIAS Poseidon! quite heroic.
DIONYSUS ’Deed I think so. But weren’t you frightened at those dreadful threats
DIONYSUS And shoutings?
XANTHIAS Frightened? Not a bit. I cared not.
DIONYSUS Come then, if you’re so very brave a man, Will you be I, and take the hero’s club And lion’s skin, since you’re so monstrous plucky? And I’ll be now the slave, and bear the luggage.
XANTHIAS Hand them across. I cannot choose but take them, And now observe the Xanthio-heracles If I’m a coward and a sneak like you.
DIONYSUS Nay, you’re the rogue from Melite’s own self. And I’ll pick up and carry on the traps.
MAID O welcome, Heracles! come in, sweetheart. My Lady, when they told her, set to work,