onum animum.
I appreciate this, that you consider your friend's disaster
your own. (_patting him on the back_) Come now, take heart.
_Erg._
Eheu, huic illud dolet,
quia nunc remissus est edendi exercitus.
Oh, dear! oh, dear! here's (_rubbing his stomach_) where it
hurts: my whole commissary department has been disbanded
now, you see.
_Hegio_
Nullumne interea nactu's, qui posset tibi
remissum quem dixti imperare exercitum?
(_smiling_) And meantime haven't you hit upon anyone that
could reorganize the department you say is disbanded?
_Erg._
Quid credis? fugitant omnes hanc provinciam,
quoi optigerat postquam captust Philopolemus tuos.
Would you believe it? Every one keeps fighting shy of the
office ever since your Philopolemus, its duly elected
occupant, was captured.
_Hegio_
Non pol mirandum est fugitare hanc provinciam,
multis et multigeneribus opus est tibi
militibus: primumdum opus est Pistorensibus: 160
eorum sunt aliquot genera Pistorensium:
opus Paniceis est, opus Placentinis quoque;
opus Turdetanis, opust Ficedulensibus;
iam maritumi omnes milites opus sunt tibi.
Bless my soul! no wonder they fight shy of it. You need many
recruits, of many sorts, too: why, in the first place you
need Pad-u-ans;[B] and there are several kinds of Paduans:
you need the support of Bologna, and you need Frankfurters
too; you need Leghorners and you need Pis-ans, and
furthermore you need every fighter in fin land.
[Footnote B: Here, as in the lines 880-883, the translator
craves pardon for distorting the ages and spoiling the
climes in his efforts to secure something of the effect
of the original puns.]
_Erg_
Ut saepe summa ingenia in occulto latent;
hic qualis imperator nunc privatus est.
(_appreciatively_) How often it does happen that the
greatest talents are shrouded in obscurity! This man now--
what a generalissimo, and here he is only a private citizen!
_Hegio_
Habe modo bonum animum, nam illum confido domum
in his diebus me reconciliassere.
nam eccum hic captivom adulescentem intus Aleum,
prognatum genere summo et summis ditiis: 170
hoc illum me mutare confido pote.
Well, well, now, take heart. As a matter of fact, I trust we
shall have t
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