Terrestris cena est.

Well, things that root in the earth.

_Erg._

Sus terrestris bestia est.

A porker does that.

_Hegio_

Multis holeribus.

Mostly vegetables, I mean.

_Erg._

Curato aegrotos domi. 190
numquid vis?

Open a sanitarium, then. (_turning to go_) Anything else I
can do for you?

_Hegio_

Venias temperi.

Come in season.

_Erg._

Memorem mones.

(_cheerfully_) The suggestion is superfluous. [EXIT.

_Hegio_

Ibo intro atque intus subducam ratiunculam,
quantillum argenti mi apud trapezitam siet.
ad fratrem, quo ire dixeram, mox ivero.

(_sighing as he looks at the back of his prospective guest_)
I must go in and reckon up my bit of a bank balance, and see
how low it is. Then to my brother's, where I spoke of going
before. [EXIT INTO HOUSE.

ACTVS II

ACT II

ENTER FROM _Hegio's_ HOUSE _Overseers_ AND _Slaves_ WITH
_Philocrates_ AND _Tyndarus_ IN FETTERS: THE TWO HAVE
EXCHANGED CLOTHES

_Lor._
_Over._

Si di immortales id voluerunt, vos hanc aerumnam exsequi,
decet id pati animo aequo: si id facietis, levior labos erit.
domi fuistis, credo, liberi:
nunc servitus si evenit, ei vos morigerari mos bonust
et erili imperio eamque ingeniis vostris lenem reddere.
indigna digna habenda sunt, erus quae facit.

(_to captives, patronizingly_) Seeing it's the will of
Heaven you're in this box, the thing for you to do is to
take it calmly: do that, and you won't have such a hard time
of it. At home you were free men, I suppose: since you
happen to be slaves at present, it's a good idea to accept
the situation and a master's orders gracefully, and make
things easy to bear by taking 'em the proper way. Anything a
master does is right, no matter how wrong it is.

_Captivi_

Oh oh oh. 200

(_protestingly_) Oh-h-h-h!

_Lor._
_Over._

Eiulatione haud opus est, oculis haud[5] lacrimantibus:
in re mala animo si bono utare, adiuvat.

There's no need of howling or crying. It helps to take bad
things well.

_Tynd._

At nos pudet, quia cum catenis sumus.

But to be in chains--we feel disgraced!

_Lor._
_Over._

At pig