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This superstitious harangue, turn'd Tryphoena from hindring our punishment to hasten its execution. When she began afresh as highly to resent the former affronts that was offer'd her, as Lycas did the repute of his modesty that he had lost in the peoples esteem.
Whoever kept sober at the festival of Dionysus, whose incarnate second self he regarded himself, incurred his deepest displeasure. "The flute-player's wife, Queen Tryphoena, and her oldest daughter she bore your name, Berenike ruined his life. Compared with them, the King was worthy and virtuous. What had become of the heroes and the high-minded princes of the house of Ptolemy?
Whoever kept sober at the festival of Dionysus, whose incarnate second self he regarded himself, incurred his deepest displeasure. "The flute-player's wife, Queen Tryphoena, and her oldest daughter she bore your name, Berenike ruined his life. Compared with them, the King was worthy and virtuous. What had become of the heroes and the high- minded princes of the house of Ptolemy?
Now Lycas began to be friends with me: and Tryphoena, as a mark of her love, threw the bottom of her wine upon Gito: At what time, Eumolpus, quite drunk, aim'd at rallery on those that were bald and branded; till having spent his life-less stock, he return'd to his verses; and designing an elegy on the loss of hair, thus began.
He wou'd have condemn'd us to hear more, and I believe worse than the former; if an attendant of Tryphoena, had not disturb'd him: who taking Gito aside, dress'd him up in her mistresses tower; and to restore him perfectly to his former figure, drawing false eye-brows out of her patch-box, placed 'em so exactly, Nature might have mistaken 'em for her own work.
But at last it being taken for granted we had run away, and Lycas becoming uneasie for want of us, fell desperately foul on his wife, whom he suppos'd to be the cause of our departure: I'll take no notice of what words and blows past between them; I know not every particular: I'll only say, Tryphoena, the mother of mischief, had put Lycas in the head, that it might so be, we had taken sanctuary at Lycurgus's, where she persuaded him to go in quest of the runnagates, and promis'd to bear him company, that she might confound our impudence with just reproaches.
And to compleat my misery, neither Tryphoena spoke to me as her acquaintance, and once grateful lover; nor did Gito think me worth drinking to; or what's the least he cou'd, common discourse with him: I believe he was tender of the new return of her favours, and afraid to give her another occasion to fall out with him: Grief forc'd a flood of tears from my eyes, and I stifl'd my complaints, till I was ready to expire.
We should be too happy were those stains not to be rub'd off, and had justly been, as they design'd us, the subject of their laughter, if we had suffer'd our selves to be so grossly impos'd on in a sham inscription." Tryphoena, who was not yet unmindful of our former amours, wou'd have pity'd us.
And Queen Tryphoena, whom history recorded as a monster, had not killed her husband, but merely thrust him from the throne.
The angry Lycas was all rage at my impudence; and very impatient of revenge when he found, without any concern for my own cause, I stood up for another's. Nor was Tryphoena less disturb'd at my contempt of her; at what time every one in the vessel choose his side and put himself in a posture of defence.
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