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Many of the Syrians that escaped came and told Lysias all that had happened, and he on hearing it was confounded and discouraged. But in the year following he collected an army of sixty thousand chosen footmen and five thousand horsemen to renew the attack, and marched to the Idumaean border.
"This Eulaeus," said Publius, interrupting his friend, "shall learn to know me, and know too by experience that a man comes to no good, who picks a quarrel with my father's son." "But, in the first instance, you treated him with disdain and discourtesy," said Lysias, "and that was not wise." "Wise, and wise, and wise!" the Roman broke out. "He is a scoundrel.
The author of the Menexenus, whether Plato or not, is evidently intending to ridicule the practice, and at the same time to show that he can beat the rhetoricians in their own line, as in the Phaedrus he may be supposed to offer an example of what Lysias might have said, and of how much better he might have written in his own style.
He will not trouble himself much about a half-grown-up girl if he can thereby oblige you or me. He knows as well as the rest of us that one hand washes the other! The only question now is for I would rather avoid all woman's outcries whether the girl will come willingly or unwillingly if we send for her. What do you think, Lysias?"
"When it is at the command of his sovereign," interrupted Eulaeus, the old courtier may submit, even when youngsters choose to treat him with contempt." "That hits us both," said Publius, turning to Lysias. "Now you may answer him, I have heard and said enough."
Lysias turned to his friend like one intoxicated, he threw himself down on his bench, and said: "Now the heavens may fall, nothing can trouble me! Ye immortal gods, how fair the world is!" "Strange boy!" exclaimed the Roman, interrupting his friend's rapture. "You can not stay for ever in this dingy stall." "I will not stir from this spot till Klea comes.
"How unjust you are!" replied the king. "Must you now be told that, come as early as you will, you always come too late for my desires." "But for ours," cried Lysias, "neither too early nor too late, but at the very right time like returning health and happiness, or the victor's crown." "Health as taking the place of sickness?" asked Cleopatra, and her eyes sparkled keenly and merrily.
The queen had expected that the few guests, invited by her selection and that of her brother Euergetes to the evening's feast, would have welcomed her here at the steps; she thought they would have seen her as she felt herself like a goddess borne aloft in her shell, and that she might have exulted in the admiring astonishment of the Roman and of Lysias, the Corinthian: and now the most critical instant in the part she meant to play that evening had proved a failure, and it suggested itself to her mind that she might be borne back to her roof-tent, and be floated down once more when she was sure of the presence of the company.
ORATORY, RHETORIC, AND HISTORY. We may distinguish three epochs in the history of Attic prose from Pericles to Alexander the Great: first, that of Pericles and Thucydides; second, that of Lysias, Socrates, and Plato; and, third, that of Demosthenes and Aeschines.
The man owes me a service, for my father commissioned him and his assistants to execute the mosaic pavement in the new arcade he was having built in the capitol; and subsequently, when the envy of rival artists threatened his life, my father saved him. You yourself heard him say that he and his were all at my disposal." "Certainly, certainly," said Lysias.
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