 Act 1 of Andrea, or the Fair Andrian by Terrence, translated by Henry Thomas Riley. This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. Andrea, the Fair Andrian. Dramatis personae. Simo, an aged Athenian, read by Erin White. Pamphilus, son of Simo, read by Josh Kibbe. Sozia, freed man of Simo, read by Eva Davis. Grames, an aged Athenian, read by Todd. Charnus, a young Athenian, in love with Philomena, read by Thomas Peter. Crito, a native of Andros, read by Alan Mapstone. Davis, a servant of Simo, read by Campbell Shelp. Dromo, servant of Simo, read by Nima. Biria, servant of Charnus, read by Lianya. Glycerium, a young woman beloved by Pamphilus, read by Lianya. Myces, her maid servant, read by Sonia. Lesbier, a midwife, read by T.J. Burns. Stage directions, read by Phon. Scene, Assens, before the houses of Simo and Glycerium. The title of the play, performed at the Megalensian Games, M. Thalveus and M. Glabrio, being Carulli Adulus. Ambivius Terpio and Lucius Atilius Prenistinas, performed it. Marcellus, the freedman of Claudius, composed the music to a pair of treble flutes and bass flutes alternately. And it is entirely Grecian, published M. Marcellus and Cnaeus Sulpicious being consoles. The prologue, the poet, when first he applied his mind to writing, thought that the only duty which devolved on him was as he should compose might please the public. But he perceives that it has fallen out entirely otherwise, for he is wasting his labour in writing prologues, not for the purpose of relating the plot, but to answer the slanders of a malevolent old poet. Now I beseech you, give your attention to the thing which they impute as a fault. Cainander composed the Andrian and the Perinthian. He who knows either of them well will know them both. They are in plot not very different, and yet they have been composed in different language and style. What suitant he confesses he has transferred into the Andrian from the Perinthian and has employed them as his own. These parties censure this proceeding, and on this point they differ from him that plays ought not to be mixed up together. By being thus knowing, do they not show that they know nothing at all? For while they are censuring him, they are censuring Navias, Plotus and Enneas, whom our poet has for his precedence, whose carelessness he prefers to emulate rather than the mystifying carefulness of those parties. Therefore I advise them to be quiet in future and to cease to slander, that they may not be made acquainted with their own misdeeds, be well disposed then, attend with unbiased mind and consider the matter that you may determine what hope is left, whether the place which he shall in future compose anew or to be witnessed or rather to be driven off the stage. Act the first. Scene one. Enter Saimo and Sozia, followed by servants carrying provisions. Saimo to the servants. Do you carry those things away indoors? Be gone. Beckoning to Sozia. Sozia, just step here. I want a few words with you. Consider it, as said, that these things are to be taken care of, I suppose. No, it's another matter. What is there that my ability can affect you more than this? There's no need of that ability in the matter which I have in hand, but of those qualities which I have ever known as existing in you, fidelity and secrecy. I await your will. Since I purchased you, you know that from a little child your servitude with me has always been easy and light. From a slave I made you my freedman, for this reason, because you served me with readiness. The greatest recompense that I possessed I bestowed upon you. I bear it in mind. I am not changed. If I have done or am doing ought that is pleasing to you, Saimo, I am glad that it has been done, and that the same has been gratifying to you I consider sufficient thanks. But this is a cause of uneasiness to me, for the recital is, as it were, a censure to one forgetful of a kindness. But tell me in one word, what is it that you want with me? I'll do so. In the first place, in this affair I give you notice. This, which you suppose to be such, is not a real marriage. Why do you pretend it, then? You shall hear all the matter from the beginning. By that means you'll be acquainted with both my son's mode of life and my own design in what I want you to do in this affair. For after he had passed youthfulness, Socia, and had obtained free scope of living, for before how could you know or understand his disposition while youthful age, fear, and a master were checking him? That's true. What all young men for the most part do, devote their attention to some particular pursuit, either to training horses, or dogs for hunting, or to the philosophers. In not one of these did he engage in particular beyond the rest, and yet in all of them in a moderate degree. I was pleased. Not without reason for this I deem in life to be especially advantageous that one do nothing in excess. Such was his mode of life, readily to bear and to comply with all, with whomsoever he was in company, to them to resign himself, to devote himself to their pursuits, at variance with no one, never preferring himself to them. Thus most readily you may acquire praise without envy and gain friends. He has wisely laid down his rule of life for in these days obsequiousness begets friends, sincerity, dislike. Meanwhile, three years ago, a certain woman from Andros removed hither into this neighbourhood, driven by poverty in the neglect of her relations, of surpassing beauty and in the bloom of youth. Ah, I am afraid that this Andrian will bring some mischief. At first, in a modest way, she passed her life with thriftiness and in hardship, seeking a livelihood with her wool and loom. But after an admirer made advances, promising her a recompense, first one and then another, and as the disposition of all mankind to the downward tendency from industry, toward pleasure, she accepted their proposals and then began to trade upon her beauty. Those who were then her admirers by chance, as it often happens, took my son thither that he might be in their company. Forthwith, I said to myself, he is surely caught, he is smitten. In the morning I used to observe their servant boys coming or going away. I used to make inquiry. Here, my lad, tell me, will you, who had crisis yesterday? For that was the name of the Andrian. Touching Socia on the arm. I understand. Fidris, Orclineus, or Nicaratus, they used to say, for these three then loved her at the same time. Well now, what did Pamphilus do? What? He gave his contribution. He took part in the dinner. Just so on another day I made inquiry, but I discovered nothing whatever that affected Pamphilus. In fact, I thought him sufficiently proved and a great pattern of continence, for he who is brought into contact with dispositions of that sort, and his feelings are not aroused even under such circumstances, you may be sure that he is already capable of undertaking the governance of his own life. This pleased me, and everybody with one voice began to say all kinds of flattering things, and to extol my good fortune in having a son endowed with such a disposition. What need is there of talking? Cremas, influenced by this report, came to me of his own accord to offer his only daughter as a wife to my son, with a very large portion. It pleased me, I betrothed him, this was the day appointed for the nuptials. What then stands in the way? Why should they not take place? You shall hear. In about a few days after these things had been agreed on, Crisis, this neighbour, dies. Bravo! You've made me happy. I was afraid for him on account of Crisis. Then my son was often there, with those who had admired Crisis. With them he took charge of the funeral. In the meantime he sometimes wept with them in condolence. Then that pleased me, thus I reflected. He by reason of this slight intimacy takes a death so much to heart. What if he himself had wooed her? What will he do for me his father? All these things I took to be the duties of a humane disposition in of tender feelings. Why do I detain you with many words? Even I myself, for his sake, went forth to the funeral, as yet suspecting no harm. Huh! What is this? You shall know. She is brought out, we proceed. In the meantime among the females who were there present I saw by chance one young woman of beautiest form. Very likely. And of countenance, Ocea, was so modest, so charming that nothing could surpass. As she appeared to me to lament beyond the rest, and as she was of a figure handsome and gentile beyond the other women, I approached the female tendons. I inquired who she was. They said that she was the sister of Crisis. It instantly struck my mind. Aye, aye, this is it. Hence those tears, hence that sympathy. How I dread what you are coming to. The funeral procession meanwhile advances. We follow. We come to the burying place. She is placed upon the pile. They weep. In the meantime this sister whom I mentioned approached the flames too incautiously with considerable danger. There at that moment Pamphilis in his extreme alarm discovers his well-dissembled and long-hidden passion. He runs up, clasps the damsel by the waist. My glycerium says he, what are you doing? Why are you going to destroy yourself? Then she, so that you might easily recognise the habitual attachment weeping through herself back upon him. How affectionately! What do you say? I returned thence in anger and hurt at heart. And yet there was not sufficient ground for reproving him. He might say, what have I done? How have I deserved this, or offended, father? She who wished to throw herself into the flames prevented, I saved her. The defence is a reasonable one. You judge a right for if you censure him who has assisted to preserve life, what are you to do to him who causes loss or misfortune to it? Cremas comes to me next day exclaiming disgraceful conduct that he had ascertained that Pamphilis was keeping this foreign woman as a wife. I steadfastly denied that to be the fact. He insisted that it was the fact. In short, I then left him refusing to bestow his daughter. Did you not then reprove your son? Not even this was a cause sufficiently strong for censuring him. How so, tell me. You yourself, father, he might say, have prescribed a limit to these proceedings. The time is near when I must live according to the humour of another. Meanwhile for the present allow me to live according to my own. What room for reproving him then is there left? If, on account of his amor, he shall decline to take a wife that in the first place is an offence on his part to be censured. And now for this I am using my endeavours that by means of the pretended marriage there may be real ground for rebuking him if he should refuse. At the same time if that rascal Davis has any scheme he may exhaust it now while his neighbouries can do no harm. Who, I do believe, with hands, feet and all his might will do everything and more for this, there is no doubt that he may do me an ill turn than to oblige my son. For what reason? Do you ask? A bad heart, bad disposition whom, however, if I do detect, but what need is there of talking if it should turn out as I wish that there is no delay on the part of Pamphilus Cremus remains to be prevailed upon by me and I do hope that all will go well. Now it's your duty to pretend these nuptials cleverly to terrify Davis and watch my son what he's about or what schemes he is planning with him. It is enough, I'll take care. Now let's go indoors. You go first, I'll follow. Sotia goes into the house of Symo. Symo to himself. There's no doubt that my son doesn't wish for a wife. So alarmed did I perceive Davis to be just now when he heard that there was going to be a marriage. But the very man is coming out of the house. Stands aside. Scene two. Enter Davos from the house of Symo. Davos allowed to himself. I was wondering if this matter was to go off thus and was continually dreading where my master's good humour would end for after he had heard that a wife would not be given to his son he never uttered a word to any one of us or took it amiss. Symo apart overhearing him. But now he'll do so and that I fancy not without heavy cost to you. Davos to himself. He meant this, that we, thus unsuspecting, should be led away by delusive joy. That's now in hope, all fear being removed. We might, during our supineness, be surprised so that there might be no time for planning a rupture of the marriage. How clever! Symo apart. The villain, what does he say? Davos overhearing him to himself. It's my master and I didn't see him. Davos. Well, what is it? Just step this way to me. Davos to himself. What does he want? What are you saying? About what? Do you ask the question? There's a report that my son's in love. The public troubles itself about that, of course. Will you attend to this or not? Certainly I will do that. But for me to inquire now into these matters with the part of a severe father for what he has done hitherto doesn't concern me at all. So long as his time of life prompted to that course he allowed him to indulge his inclination. Now this day brings on another mode of life, demands other habits. From this time forward I do request, or if it is reasonable, I do entreat you, Davis, that he may now return to the right path. Davos aside. What can this mean? All who are intriguing take it ill to have a wife given to them. So they say. And if any one has adopted a bad instructor in that course he generally urges the enfeebled mind to pursue still more unbecoming. Faith, I do not comprehend. No. Ha! No, I am Davis, not Oedipus. Of course, then. You wish me to speak plainly in what further I have to say. Certainly by all means. If I this day find out that you are attempting any trickery about this marriage to the end that it may not take place or are desirous that in this matter should be proved how knowing you are I'll hand you over, Davis, beaten with stripes to the mill, even to your dying day upon this condition and pledge that if ever I release you I shall grind in your place. Now do you understand this, or not yet even this? Yes, perfectly. You have now spoken so plainly upon the subject you have not used the least circumlocution. In anything would I more willingly allow myself to be imposed upon than in this matter. Fair words I entreat. You are ridiculing me. You don't at all deceive me. I give you warning. Don't act rashly and don't say you were not warned. Take care. Shaking his stick goes into the house. Scene three. Davos alone. Davos to himself. Assuredly, Davis, there's no room for slothfulness or inactivity so far as I've just now ascertained the old man's mind about the marriage which if it does not provided against by cunning will be bringing either myself or my master to ruin. What to do I am not determined whether I should assist Pamphilus or obey the old man. If I desert the former, I fear for his life. If I assist him, I dread the other's threats on whom it will be a difficult matter to impose. In the first place, he has now found out about this amour with hostile feelings he watches me lest I should be devising some trickery against the marriage. If he discovers it, I'm undone. Or even if he chooses to allege any pretext whether rightfully or wrongfully, he will consign me headlong to the mill. To these evils this one is besides added for me. The Andrian, whether she is his wife or whether his mistress is pregnant by Pamphilus. It is worthwhile to hear there in frontery for it is an undertaking worthy of theirs in their dotage, not of those who doten love. Whatever she shall bring forth, they have resolved to rear, and they are now contriving among themselves a certain scheme that she is a citizen of Attica. There was formerly a certain old man of this place, a merchant he was shipwrecked off the Isle of Andros, he died. They say that there, the father of Chrisus, on that occasion sheltered this girl thrown on shore in orphan a little child. What nonsense! To myself at least it isn't very probable. The fiction pleases them, however. But my sis is coming out of the house. Now I'll be take myself hence to the forum that I may meet with Pamphilus lest his father should take him by surprise about this matter. Exit Scene 4 Enter Mises from the house of Glycerium. Mises speaking at a door to Archilus within. I've heard you already, Archilus. You request Lesbia to be fetched. Really, upon my faith, she is a wine-bibbing and a rash woman, and not sufficiently trustworthy for you to commit to her care a female at her first delivery. Is she still to be brought? She receives an answer from within and comes forward. Do look at the inconsiderateness of the old woman, because she is her pot-companion. Here, gods, I do entreat you. Give her ease in her delivery, and to that woman an opportunity of making her mistakes elsewhere in preference. But why do I see Pamphilus so out of spirits? I fear what it may be. I'll wait that I may know whether this sorrow portends any disaster. Stands apart. Scene 5 Enter Pamphilus wringing his hands. Pamphilus to himself. Is it humane to do or to devise this? Is this the duty of a father? Mises apart. What does this mean? Pamphilus to himself. Oh, by our faith in the gods! What is, if this is not an indignity? He had resolved that he himself would give me a wife to-day. Ought I not to have known this beforehand? Ought it not to have been mentioned previously? Mises apart. O wretched me! What language do I hear? Pamphilus to himself. What does Cremus do? He who had declared that he would not entrust his daughter to me as a wife. Because he himself sees me unchanged he has changed. Thus perversely does Elin desired that he may withdraw wretched me from Glycerium. If this is affected I am utterly undone. That any man should be so unhappy in love or so unfortunate as I am. O faith of gods and men, shall I by no device be able to escape this alliance with Cremus? In how many ways am I condemned and held unscorn? Everything done and concluded. Alas! Once rejected I am sought again. For what reason? Unless perhaps it is this which I suspect it is. They are rearing some monster, and as she cannot be pushed off upon anyone else they have recourse to me. Mises apart. O wretched me! This language has terrified wretched me with apprehension. Pamphilus to himself. But what am I to say about my father? Alas! That he should so thoughtlessly conclude an affair of such importance. Passing me in the forum just now he said, Pamphilus you must be married today, get ready, be off home. He seemed to me to say this, be off this instant and go hang yourself. I was amazed. Think you that I was able to utter a single word or any excuse, even a frivolous false or lame one? I was speechless. But if anyone were to ask me now what I would have done, if I had known this sooner, why? I would have done anything rather than do this. But now what course shall I first adopt? So many cares beset me which rend my mind to pieces. Love, sympathy for her, the worry of this marriage, then respect for my father, who has ever until now with such an indulgent disposition, allowed me to do whatever was agreeable to my feelings. Auti to oppose him? Ah, me! I am an uncertainty what to do. Mises, apart. I am wretchedly afraid how this uncertainty is to terminate. But now there's an absolute necessity, either for him to speak to her, or for me to speak to him about her. While the mind is in suspense, it is swayed by a slight impulse one way or the other. Pamphilus overhearing her. Hmm, who is it speaking here? Seeing her. Mises, good morrow to you. Oh, good morrow to you, Pamphilus. How is she? Do you ask? She is oppressed with grief, and on this account the poor thing is anxious because some time ago the marriage was arranged for this day. Then, too, she fears this that you may forsake her. Ha! Could I attempt that? Could I suffer her poor thing to be deceived on my account? She, who has confided to me her affection and her entire existence? She, whom I have held especially dear to my feelings as my wife? Shall I suffer her mind well and chastely trained and tutored to be overcome by poverty and corrupted? I will not do it. I should have no fear if it rested with yourself alone, but whether you may be able to withstand compulsion. Do you deem me so cowardly, so utterly ungrateful, inhuman and so brutish that neither intimacy nor affection nor shame can move or admonish me to keep faith? This one thing I know that she is deserving that you should not forget her. Oh, Mises! Mises, at this moment are those words of Chris concerning Lycerium written on my mind. Now at the point of death she called me. I went to her. You had withdrawn. We were alone. She began, My dear Pampholus, you see her beauty and her youth. It is not unknown to you to what extent both of these are now of use to her in protecting both her chastity and her interests. By this right hand I do entreat you and by your good genius, by your own fidelity and by her bereft condition do not withdraw yourself from her or forsake her. If I have loved you as my own brother or if she has always prized you above all others or she has been obedient to you in all things, you do I give to her as a husband, friend, protector, father. This property of mine do I entrust to you and commit to your care. She placed her in my hands. That instant death came upon her. I accepted her. Having accepted, I will protect her. So indeed I hope. Moving. But why are you leaving her? I'm going to fetch the midwife. Hmm. Make all haste. And, do you hear, take care and not one word about the marriage lest that too should add to her illness. I understand. Exeunt severally. End of Act 1 Act 2 of Andrea, or the Fair Andrian, by Terence, translated by Henry Thomas Riley. This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. Act 2 Scene 1 Enter Cariness and Berea How say you, Berea? Is she to be given in marriage to Pamphilus today? It is so. How do you know? I heard it just now from Davus at the forum. Woe unto wretched me! As hitherto until now my mind has been wracked amid hope and fear. So, since hope has been withdrawn, wearyed with care, it sinks overbound. By my troth, Charanus. Since that which you wish cannot come to pass, privy, do wish that which can. Wish for nothing else but filomena. Alas! How much better were it for you to endeavour to expel that passion from your mind than to be saying that by which your desire is to no purpose still more inflamed? We all, when we are well, with ease give good advice to the sick. If you were in my situation, you would think otherwise. Well, well, just as you like. Charanus, looking down, decide scene. That I see Pamphilus. I'm determined I'll try everything before I despair. Theria, aside. What does he mean? I will entreat his own self. I will sublicate him. I will disclose to him my love. I think that I shall prevail upon him to put off the marriage for some days at least. In the meantime, something will turn out by trust. That something is nothing. Theria, how seems it to you? Shall I accost him? Why not? Should you not prevail? That at least he may look upon you as a gallant ready provided for him, if he marries her. Away with you to perdition with that vile suggestion you rascal. Scene two. Enter Pamphilus. Ah, I, a spy Charanus. Accosting him. Good morrow. Oh, good morrow Pamphilus. I've come to you seeking hope, safely counsel and assistance. In faith I have neither time for counsel nor resources for assistance. But what's the matter now? Today you are going to take a wife. So they say. Pamphilus, if you do that, you behold me this day for the last time. Why so? I dread to tell it. Prithee, do you tell it, myriah? I'll tell it. What is it? He's in love with your betrothed. Ha, assuredly he's not of my way of thinking. Come now tell me, have you had any more to do with her, Charanus? Oh, Pamphilus, nothing. Ah, how much I wish you had. Now, by our friendship and by my affection, I do beseech you, in the first place, not to marry her. For my own part I'll use my endeavours. But if that cannot be, or if this marriage is agreeable to you. Agreeable to me? Put it off for some days at least. Well, I go elsewhere, that I may not be witness. Now listen, once for all, I think it, Charanus, to be by no means the part of an ingenuous man when he confers nothing to expect that it should be considered as an obligation on his part. I am more desirous to avoid this match than you to gain it. You have restored me to life. Now, if you can do anything, either you yourself or Biria here, manage, fabricate, invent, contrive some means whereby she may be given to you. This I shall aim at, how she may not be given to me. I am satisfied. Most opportunely I perceive Davos, as I have depended. Charanus, turning to Biria. But you, if they tell me nothing, except those things which there is no need for knowing. Pushing him away. Get you gone from here. Certainly I will, and with all my heart. Exit. Scene three. Enter Davos in haste. Davos, not seeing Pamphilus and Charanus. You gracious gods, what good news I bring! But where shall I find Pamphilus that I may remove the apprehension on which he now is, and fill his mind with joy? Charanus, a part to Pamphilus. He's rejoiced about something. I don't know what. Pamphilus, a part. It's of no consequence. He hasn't yet heard of these misfortunes. Davos, to himself. For I do believe now, if he has already heard that a marriage is prepared for him. Charanus, apart. Don't you hear him? Davos, to himself. He is seeking me distractedly all the city over. But where shall I look for him? Or in which direction now first to but take me? Charanus, apart to Pamphilus. Do you hesitate to accost him? Davos, to himself. I have it. Moving on. Davos, come here. Stop. Who's the person that's? Turning round. Oh, Pamphilus, you are the very man I'm looking for. Well done, Charanus. Both in the nick of time. I want you both. Davos, I'm undone. Nay, but do hear this. I'm utterly ruined. I know what you are afraid of. Life, my life indeed is really in danger. Davos, to Charanus. And what you are afraid of, I know. My marriage. As if I did not know it. This day. Why keep dinning me with it when I know it all. To Pamphilus. This are you afraid of, lest you should marry her and you. To Charanus. Lest you should not marry her. You understand the matter. That's the very thing. And that very thing is in no danger, trust me for that. I do entreat you. Release wretched me as soon as possible from this apprehension. Well, then I will release you. Kremz is not going to give you his daughter at present. How do you know? You shall know. Your father just now laid hold of me. He said that a wife was to be given you today. And many other things as well. Which just now I haven't time to relate. He's sending to you immediately. I ran on to the forum that I might tell you these things. When I didn't find you, I ascended there to a high place. I looked around. You were nowhere. Thereby chance I saw Biria, his servant. Pointing to Charanus. I inquired of him. He said he hadn't seen you. This puzzled me. I considered what I was to do. As I was returning in the meantime, a surmise from the circumstances themselves occurred to me. Oh now, a very small amount of good cheer. He out of spirit. A marriage all of a sudden. These things don't agree. But to what purpose this? I forthwith betook myself to the house of Kremz. When I arrived there, stillness before the door. Then I was pleased at that. You say well. Proceed. I stopped there. In the meantime I saw no one going in. No one going out. No matron at the house. No preparation. No bustle. I drew near looked in. I understand. A considerable indication. Do these things seem to accord with the wedding? I think not, Davus. Think, do you say? You don't view it rightly the thing is certain. Besides coming away from there, I saw the servant boy of Kremz carrying some vegetables and little fishes in Obel's worth for the old man's dinner. This day, Davus, have I been delivered by your means. And yet not at all. Why so? Surely he will not give her to him after all this. Pointing to Pamphilus. You silly fellow, as though it were a necessary consequence that if he doesn't give her to him you should marry her. Unless, indeed, you look about you, unless you entreat and make court to the old man's friends. You advise well. I'll go, although upon my faith this hope has often eluded me already. Farewell. Exit. Scene four. Pamphilus and Davus. What then does my father mean? Why does he thus make pretense? I'll tell you. If now he were angry with you, because Kremz will not give you a wife, he would seem to himself to be unjust, and that not without reason, before he has ascertained your feelings as to the marriage, how they are disposed. But if you refuse to marry her, in that case he will transfer the blame to you, then such disturbances will arise. I will submit to anything from him. He is your father, Pamphilus. It is a difficult matter. Besides, this woman is defenseless. No sooner said than done, he will find some pretext for driving her away from the city. Driving her away? I, and quickly, too. Tell me then, Davus, what am I to do? Say that you will marry her. Ah! What's the matter? What am I to say so? Why not? Never will I do it. Don't say so. Don't attempt to persuade me. Consider what will be the result of it. That I shall be deprived of the one, and fixed with the other. Not so. In fact, I think it will be thus. Your father will say, I wish you to marry a wife today. You reply, I'll marry her. Tell me, how can he raise a quarrel with you? Thus you will cause all the plans which are now arranged by him to be disarranged without any danger, for this is not to be doubted that Crams will not give you his daughter. Therefore, do not hesitate in those measures which you are taking on this account, lest he should change his sentiments. Tell your father that you consent so that although he may desire it, he may not be able to be angry at you with reason. For that which you rely on, I will easily refute. No one, you think, will give a wife to a person of these habits. But he will find a beggar for you, rather than allow you to be corrupted by a mistress. If, however, he shall believe that you bear it with a contented mind, you will render him indifferent to the leisure he will look out for another wife for you. In the meantime, something lucky may turn up. Do you think so? It really is not a matter of doubt. Consider to what you are persuading me. Nay, but do be quiet. Well, I'll say it. But that he may not come to know that she has had a child by me is a thing to be guarded against, for I have promised to bring it up. How piece of a frontery! She entreated me that I would give her this pledge, by which she might be sure she should not be deserted. It shall be attended to, but your father's coming. Take care that he doesn't perceive that you are out of spirits. Scene five. Enter Symo at a distance. Symo, apart to himself. I've come back to see what they are about or what scheme they are hatching. Davos to Pamphilis. He has no doubt at present, but that you'll refuse to marry. Having considered his course, he has come from a retired spot somewhere or other. He hopes that he has framed a speech by which to disconsert you. Do you take care, then, to be yourself? If I am only able, Davos. Trust me for that. Pamphilis, I tell you. Your father will never this day bring just single word with you if you say that you will marry. Scene six. Enter Biria, unperceived at a distance behind Symo. Biria, apart to himself. My master has ordered me, leaving my business, to keep an eye on Pamphilis today, what he is doing with regard to the marriage. I was to learn it, for that reason I have now followed him. Pointing to Symo. As he came hither, himself as well, I see standing with Davos close at hand. I'll note this. Symo, apart to himself. I see that both of them are here. Davos in a low voice to Pamphilis. Now then be on your guard. Pamphilis! Davos in a low voice. Look round at him as they're taken unawares. Pamphilis turning round sharply. What? My father? Capital. I wish you to marry a wife today, as I was saying. Biria, apart. Now I'm in dread for our side as to what you will answer. Neither in that nor in anything else shall you ever find any hesitation in me. Biria, apart. Ha! Davos in a low voice to Pamphilis. He is struck down. Biria, apart. What a speech! You act as becomes you, when that which I ask I obtain with a good grace. Davos aside to Pamphilis. Am I right? My master, so far as I learn, has missed his wife. Now then go indoors that you may not be causing delay when you are wanted. I'll go. Goes into the house. Biria, apart. Is there in no case putting trust in any man? That is a true proverb which is want to be commonly quoted, that all had rather it to be well for themselves than for another. I remember noticing when I saw her that she was a young woman of handsome figure. Wherefore I am the more disposed to excuse Pamphilis if he has preferred that he himself, rather than the other, should embrace her in his slumbers. I will carry back these tidings that, in return for this evil he may inflict evil upon me. Exit. Scene seven. Simon and Davos. Davos aside coming away from the door of the house. He now supposes that I'm bringing some trick to bear against him and that on that account I have remained here. What does he say, Davis? Just as much as nothing. What? Nothing? Eh? Nothing at all. And yet I certainly was expecting something. It has turned out contrary to your expectations. Aside. I perceive it this vex is the man. Are you able to tell me the truth? Aye, nothing more easy. Is this marriage at all disagreeable to him on account of his intimacy with this foreign woman? No, Faith. Or if at all it is the two or three days annoyance this, you understand. It will then cease. Moreover, he himself has thought over this matter in a proper way. I commend him. While it was allowed him and while his ears prompted him, he intrigued. Even then it was secretly. He took precaution that that circumstance should never be a cause of disgrace to him as behooves a man of principle, now that he must have a wife. He has set his mind upon a wife. He seemed to me to be somewhat melancholy in a slight degree. Not at all on account of her, but there's something he blames you for. What is it, pray? It is a childish thing. What is it? Nothing at all. Nay, but tell me what it is. He says that you are making two sparing preparations. What? Aye. You. He says that there has hardly been fair provided to the amount of ten drachmae. Does he seem to be bestowing a wife on his son? Which one now in preference of my companions shall I invite to the dinner? You must be owned. You really are providing too persimmonously. I do not commend you. Hold your tongue. Davos, aside. I've touched him up. I'll see that these things are properly done. Davos goes into the house. What's the meaning of this? What does this old rogue mean? But if there's any neighboury here, why, he's sure to be the source of the mischief. Goes into the house. End of Act 2. Act 3 of Andrea or the Fair Andrian by Terence. Translated by Henry Thomas Rowley. This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. Act 3. Scene 1. Enter Symo and Davos from the house of the former. Mises and Lesbia are coming toward the house of Glycerian. Mises, not seeing Symo and Davos. Upon my faith, the fact is really as you mentioned, Lesbia, you can hardly find a man constant to a woman. Symo, apart to Davos. This maid-servant comes from the Andrian. Davos, apart to Symo. What do you say? Symo, apart to Davos. It is so. But this pamphilish. Symo, apart to Davos. What is she saying? Has proved his constancy. Ha! Davos, apart to himself. I wish that either he were deaf or she struck dumb. For the child she brings forth, he has ordered to be brought up. Symo, apart. Oh, Jupiter! What do I hear? Oh, it's all over, if indeed this woman speaks the truth. You mention a good disposition on the part of the young man. A most excellent one. But follow me indoors, that you may keep her waiting. I'll follow. Mises and Lesbia go into Glycerium's house. Seem to. Symo and Davos. Davos, aside. What remedy now shall I find for this mishap? Symo to himself, alone. What does this mean? Is he so infatuated? The child of a foreign woman. Now I understand. Oh, scarcely even at last in my stupidity have I found it out. Davos, aside to himself. What does he say he has found out? Symo, aside. This piece of navery is being now for the first time palmed upon me by this fellow. They are pretending that she's in labour in order that they may alarm Cremus. Glycerium exclaiming from within her house. Chano-Lysina, grant me thine aid, save me, I do entreat thee. Oh, so sudden. What nonsense. As soon as she has heard that I'm standing before the door she makes all haste. These incidents, Davos, have not been quite happily adapted by you as to the points of time. By me? Are your scholars forgetful? I don't know what you are talking about. Symo, aside. If he at the real marriage of my son had taken me off my guard what sport he would have made of me. Now it is at his own risk. I'm sailing in harbour. Scene three. Re-enter Lesbia from the house of Glycerium. Lesbia speaking to Arkylus at the door and not seeing Symo and Davos. As yet, Arkylus, all the customary symptoms which ought to exist toward recovery I perceive in her. Now in the first place, take care and let her bathe. Then after that what I ordered to be given her to drink as much as I prescribed to you administer. Presently I will return hither. To herself allowed. By all that's holy a fine boy has been born to Pomphilus. I pray the gods that he may survive since the father himself is of a good disposition and since he has hesitated to do an injustice to this most excellent young woman. Exit. Scene four. Symo and Davos. Even this. Who is there that knows you that would not believe that it originated with you? Why, what is this? She didn't order in their presence what was requisite to be done for the woman lying in but after she has come out she balls from the street to those who are in the house. Oh, Davos, am I thus trifled with by you? Or pray, do I seem to you so very well suited to be thus openly imposed upon by your tricks? At all events it should have been with precaution. That at least I might have seemed to be feared if I should detect it. Davos assigned. Assuredly upon my faith it's he that's now deceiving himself, not I. I gave you warning. I forbade you with threats to do it. Have you been awed? What is it availed? Am I to believe you now in this that this woman has had a child by Pamphyrus? Davos assigned. I understand where he's mistaken and I see what I must do. Why are you silent? What would you believe if the word had not been brought to you that thus it would happen? Any word brought to me? Come now, did you of your own accord perceive that this was counterfeited? I am being trifled with. Word has been brought to you for otherwise how could the suspicion have occurred to you? How? Because I knew you. As though you meant to say that this has been done by my contrivance. I am sure of it, to a certainty. Not yet, even do you know me sufficiently, Sema, what sort of person I am. I not know you. But if I begin to tell you anything at once you think that deceit is being practised upon you and Gael. Therefore upon my faith I don't dare now even to whisper. This is one thing I'm sure of that no person has been delivered here. Pointing to Glycerium's house. You have discovered that? Still not a bit less will they presently be laying the child here before the door. Of this then I now warn you, Master, that it will happen, that you may be aware of it. Don't you hereafter be saying that this was done through the advice of Artifices of Davis. I wish the suspicion of yours to be entirely removed from myself. How do you know that? I've heard so and I believe it. Many things combined for me to form this conjecture. In the first place then she declared that she was pregnant by Pamphilus. That has been proved to be false. Now, when she sees that preparations are being made for the wedding at our house the maid servant is directly sent to fetch the midwife to her and to bring a child at the same time. Unless it is managed for you to see the child the marriage will not be at all impeded. What do you say to this? When you perceived that they were adopting this plan why didn't you tell Pamphilus immediately? Why? Who has induced him to leave her but myself? For indeed we all know how desperately he loved her. Now he wishes for a wife. And fine do you entrust me with that affair. Proceed however as before to celebrate these nuptials just as you are doing and I trust that the gods will prosper this matter. Very well. Be off indoors. Wait for me there and get ready what's necessary to be prepared. Davos goes into the house. He hasn't prevailed upon me even now all together to believe these things. I don't know whether what he has said is all true but I deem it a little moment. This is of far greater importance to me that my son himself has promised me. Now I'll go and find Cremus. I'll ask him for a wife for my son. If I obtain my request at one other time rather than two days should I prefer these nuptials taking place. For as my son has promised I have no doubt but that if he should prove unwilling I can fairly compel him. Ha! And look! Here's Cremus himself just at the very time. Scene five Enter Cremis. I greet you Cremus. Oh! You are the very person I was looking for. And I for you. You meet me at a welcome moment. Some persons have bent me to say that they have heard from you that my daughter was to be married to your son today. I've come to see whether they are out of their senses or you. Listen! In a few words you shall learn both what I want of you and what you seek to know. I am listening. Say what you wish. By the gods! I do entreat you Cremus and by our friendship which, commencing with our infancy has grown up with our years and by your only daughter and by my own son of preserving whom the entire power lies with you that you will assist me in this matter and that just as this marriage was about to be celebrated it may be celebrated. Oh! Don't importun me as though you needed to obtain this of me by entreaty. Do you suppose I am different now from what I was formally when I promised her? If it is for the advantage of them both that it should take place order her to be sent for. But if from this cause there would result more harm than advantage for each this I do beg of you that you will consult for their common good as though she were your own daughter and I the father of Pamphilus. Nay! So I intend and so I wish it to be Cremus and I would not ask it of you did not the occasion itself require it. What is the matter? There is a quarrel between Glycerium and my son. I hear you. So much so that I am in hopes they may be separated. Nonsense. It really is so. After this fashion in faith I tell you the quarrels of lovers are the renewal of love. Well, this I beg of you that we may prevent it while an opportunity offers and while his passion is cooled by a france before the wiles of these women and their tears craftily feigned bring back his lovesick mind to compassion let us give him a wife. I trust Cremus that when attached by intimacy and a respectable marriage he will easily extricate himself from these evils. So it appears to you but I do not think that either he can possibly hold to her with constancy or that I can put up with it if he does not. How then can you be sure of that unless you make the experiment? But for that experiment to be made upon a daughter is a serious thing. Why look, all the inconvenience in fine amounts to this. Possibly which may the gods for friend a separation may take place but if he is reformed see how many are the advantages. In the first place you will have restored a son to your friend you will obtain a sure son-in-law for yourself and a husband for your daughter. What is one to say to all this? If you feel persuaded that this is beneficial I don't wish that any advantage should be denied you. Ah, with good reason Cremus I have always considered you a most valuable friend. But how say you? What? How do you know that they are now at variance? Davis himself who is privy to all their plans has told me so and he advises me to expedite the match as fast as I can. Do you think he would do so unless he was aware that my son desired it? You yourself as well shall presently hear what he says. Goes to the door of his house and calls. Hello there, call Davis out here. Ah, look, here he is. I see him just coming out. Scene 6 Enter Davos from the house I was coming to you. Why? What's the matter? Why isn't the bride sent for? It's now growing late in the day. Do you hear me? I've been for some time not a little apprehensive of you, Davis. Lest you should do that which the common class of servants is in the habit of doing namely impose upon me by your art-faces because my son is engaged in an armour. What? I do that. I fancied so and therefore fearing that I concealed from you what I shall now mention. What? You shall know for now I almost feel confidence in you. Have you found out at last what sort of a person I am? My marriage was not to have taken place. How? Not to have taken place. But I was making pretense that I might test you all. Davos affecting surprise. What is it you tell me? Such is the fact. Only see. I was not able to discover that. Dear me, what a cunning contrivance. Listen to this. Just as I ordered you to go from here into the house, he pointing to creamies most opportunely met me. Davos aside. Ha! Are we undone then? I told him what you just now told me. Davos aside. Why? What am I to hear? I begged him to give his daughter and with difficulty I prevailed upon him. Davos aside. Outerly ruined. Slymo overhearing him speaking. What was it you said? Extremely well done, I say. There's no delay on his part now. I'll go home at once. I'll tell her to make due preparation and bring back word here. Exit. Now I do entreat you, Davis, since you by yourself have brought about this marriage for me. I myself indeed. Do your best still to reform my son. Troth, I'll do it with all due care. Do it now while his mind is agitated. You may be at ease. Come then. Where is he just now? I wonder if he isn't at home. I'll go to him and what I've been telling you I'll tell him as well. Goes into his house. Scene seven. Davos alone. Davos to himself. I'm a lost man. What reason is there why I shouldn't take my departure straight away hence for the mill? There's no room left for supplicating. I've upset everything now. I've deceived my master. I've plunged my master's son into a marriage. I'll go to him and plunged my master's son into a marriage. I've been the cause of its taking place this very day without his hoping for it and against the wish of Pampholus. Here's cleverness for you. But if I had kept myself quiet no mischief would have happened. Starting. But see, I aspire him. I'm utterly undone. Would that there were some spot here for me from which I might this instant pitch myself headlong? Stands apart. Scene eight. Enter Pampholus in haste from Symo's house. Where is he? The villain who this day I'm ruined. And I confess that this has justly befallen me for being such adults so devoid of sense that I should have entrusted my fortunes to a frivolous slave. I am suffering the reward of my folly. Still, he shall never get off from me unpunished for this. Davos, apart. I am quite sure that I shall be safe in the future. If for the present I get clear of this mishap. But what now am I to say to my father? Am I to deny that I am ready who have just promised to marry? With what effrontery could I presume to do that? I know not what to do with myself. Davos, apart. Nor I with myself. And yet I'm giving all due attention to it. I'll tell him that I will devise something in order that I may procure some respite in this dilemma. Pampholus, catching sight of him. Oh! Davos, apart. I'm seen. Pampholus, sneeringly. How now, good sir? What are you about? Do you see how dreadfully I am hampered by your devices? Still, I'll soon extricate you. You extricate me? Assuredly, Pampholus. As you have just done, I suppose. Oh, I know. Better, I trust. What? In light I believe you, you scoundrel. You indeed make a good matter that's all embarrassment and ruin. Just see in whom I've been placing reliance. You, who this day from a most happy state have been and plunged me into a marriage. Didn't I say that this would be the case? You did say so. What do you deserve? The cross. But allow me a little time to recover myself. I'll soon hit upon something. Ah, me not to have the leisure to inflict punishment upon you as I desire. For the present conjuncture warns me to take precautions for myself, not to be taking vengeance on you. Exceived. End of Act 3. Act 4 of Andrea or the Fair Andrian by Terence. Translated by Henry Thomas Riley. This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org Act 4. Scene 1. Enter Cariness wringing his hands. Cariness to himself. Is this to be believed or spoken of? That malice so great could be inborn in anyone as to exult at misfortunes and to derive advantage from the distresses of another. Oh, is this true? Assuredly, that is the most dangerous class of men in whom there is only a slight degree of hesitation at refusing. Afterward, when the time arrives for fulfilling their promises, then, obliged of necessity, they discover themselves. They are afraid. And yet the circumstances compel them to refuse. Then, in that case, the very insolent remark is who are you? What are you to me? What should I give up to you? What's my own? Look you, I am the most concerned in my own interests. But if you inquire where is Anna they are not ashamed. Here, where there is occasion they are not afraid. There, where there is no occasion they are afraid. But what am I to do? ought I not to go to him with him upon this outrage, and he many an invective upon him? Yet someone may say you will avail nothing. Nothing? At least I shall have vexed him and have given vent to my own feelings. Scene 2 Enter Pemphilus and Davus Charinus Unintentionally I have ruined both myself and you unless the gods in some way befriend us. Unintentionally is it? An excuse has been discovered at last. You have broken your word. How so, pray? Do you expect to deceive me a second time by these speeches? What does this mean? Since I told you that I loved her she has become quite pleasing to you. Ah, wretched me to have judged of your disposition from my own. You are mistaken. Do this pleasure appear to you not to be quite complete unless you tantalise me in my passion and lured me on by groundless hopes? You may take her. I take her? Alas, you know not in what perplexities to my sorrow I am involved in what vast anxieties this executioner of mine has contrived for me by his devices. What is it so wonderful if he takes example from yourself? You would not say that if you understood either myself or my affection. I am quite aware you have just now had a dispute with your father and he is now angry with you in consequence and has not been able today to prevail upon you to marry her. Not at all. As you are not acquainted with my sorrows these nuptials were not in preparation for me and no one was thinking at present of giving me a wife. I am aware. You have been influenced by your own inclination. Hold! You do not yet know all. For my part I certainly do know that you are about to marry her. Why are you torturing me to death? Listen to this. I am going to Davos. Never cease to urge me to tell my father that I would marry her. To advise and persuade me even until he compelled me. Who was this person? Davos. Davos? For what reason? I do not know except that I must have been under the displeasure of the gods for me to have listened to him. Is this the fact Davos? It is the fact. Ha! What do you say you villain? Then may the gods send you an end worthy of your deeds. Come now, tell me if all his enemies had wished him to be plunged into a marriage what advice but this could they have given? Davos. I have been deceived, but I don't despair. Davos. This way it has not succeeded. We'll try another. Unless perhaps you think that because it failed at first this misfortune cannot now be changed for better luck. Davos. Certainly not. For I quite believe that if you set about it you will be making two marriages for me out of one. Davos. I owe you this, Pamphilis, in respect of my servitude to strive with hands and feet night and day to submit to hazard of my life to serve you. It is your part if anything has fallen out contrary to expectation to me. What I was contriving has not succeeded. Still I am using all endeavours or do you yourself devise something better and dismiss me. Davos. I wish to. Restore me to the position in which you found me. Davos. I'll do so. Davos. But it must be done directly. Davos. But the door of Glycerium's house here makes a noise. Davos. That's nothing to you. Davos. I'm in pursuit of meditation. Davos. I'm in search of... Davos. Pamphilis, ironically. Davos. Dear me, what now at last? Davos. Presently I'll give you what I've hit upon. Davos. Scene three. Enter Mises from the house of Glycerium. Mises calling at the door to Glycerium within. Mises. Now wherever he is I'll take care that your own Pamphilis shall be found for you and brought to you by me. Do you only, my life, cease to vex yourself? Davos. Mises. Mises turning round. Mises. Who is it? Why, Pamphilis, you do present yourself opportunely to me. My mistress charged me to beg of you if you love her to come to her directly. She says she wishes to see you. Mises. My mistress aside. Davos. Alas I am undone. This dilemma grows apace. Mises. To Davos. Davos. For me and her unfortunate persons now to be tortured this way through your means, for I am sent for, because she has discovered that my marriage is in preparation. Mises. From which indeed how easily a respite could have been obtained if he, Mises. Pointing to Davos. Davos ironically, to Carinus. Davos. Do proceed if he isn't sufficiently angry of his own accord. Do you irritate him? Mises. To Pamphilis. Davos. I faith that is the case. And for that reason, poor thing, she is now in distress. Davos. Mises, I swear by all the gods that I will never forsake her. Not if I were to know that all men would be my enemies in consequence. Her have I chosen for mine. She has fallen to my lot. Our feelings are congenial. Farewell, they, who wish for a separation between us. Nothing but death separates her from me. Mises. I begin to revive. Davos. Not the responses of Apollo are more true than this. If it can possibly be contrived that my father may not believe that this marriage has been broken off through me, I could wish it. But if it cannot be, I will do that which is easily affected, for him to believe that through me it has been caused. What do you think of me? Davos. That you are as unhappy as myself. Mises. Davos placing his finger on his forehead. Davos. I'm contriving an expedient. Mises. You are a clever hand if you do set about anything. Davos. Assuredly I'll manage this for you. Mises. There's need of it now. Davos. But I've got it now. Mises. What is it? Davos. For him. Mises. I've got it. Not for you, don't mistake. Davos. I'm quite satisfied. Davos. What will you do? Tell me. Mises. I'm afraid that this day won't be long enough for me to execute it. So don't suppose that I've now got leisure for relating it. Do you but take yourself off at once for you are a hindrance to me. Davos. I'll go and see her. Mises. Goes into the house of Glycerium. Davos to carry this. Mises. What are you going to do? Where are you going from here? Davos. Do you wish me to tell you the truth? Mises. No, not at all. Mises. Assured. Mises. He's making the beginning of a long story for me. Davos. What will become of me? Mises. Come now you unreasonable person. Are you not satisfied that I gave you a little respite by putting off his marriage? Davos. But yet, Davos. Mises. What then? Davos. That I may marry her. Mises. Absurd. Davos. Be sure to come hither. Mises. Pointing in the direction of his house. Davos. To my house if you can affect anything. Mises. Why should I come? I can do nothing for you. Davos. But still. Mises. If there anything. Mises. Well, well, I'll come. Davos. If you can exit. Scene 4 Mises and Davos. Davos. Do you, Mises, remain here a little while until I come out? Mises. For what reason? Davos. There's a necessity for so doing. Mises. Make haste. Davos. I'll be here this moment I tell you. Mises. He goes into the house of Glycerian. Scene 5 Mises to herself. Davos. That nothing can be secured to anyone. Davos. Ye gods, by our trust in you, I used to make sure that this Pamphilus was a supreme blessing for my mistress, a friend, a protector, a husband secured under every circumstance. Davos. Yet what anguish is she poor thing now suffering through him. Clearly there's more trouble for her now than for Davos' happiness formally. But Davos is coming out. Scene 6 Enter Davos from the house of Glycerian with the child. My good sir, Prithy, what is that? Where are you carrying the child? Mises, I now stand in need of your cunning being brought into play in this matter and of your address. Why, what are you going to do? Davos holding out the child. Take it from me directly and lay it down before our door. Prithy, on the ground? Davos pointing. Take some sacred herbs from the altar here and drew them under it. Why don't you do it yourself? That if, perchance, I should have to swear to my master that I did not place it there, I may be enabled to do so I understand. Have these new scruples only just now occurred to you, pray? Be stir yourself quickly that you may learn what I'm going to do next. Mises lays the child at Simon's door. Oh, Jupiter! What's the matter? The father of the intended bride is coming in the middle of it all. The plan which I had first purposed I now give up. I don't understand what you are talking about. I'll pretend too that I've come in this direction from the right. Do you take care to help out the conversation by your words whenever there's necessity? I don't at all comprehend what you are about, but if there's anything in which you have need of my assistance as you understand the best I'll say that I've maintained in any way impugious success. Davos retires out of sight. Scene 7 Enter Kremis on the other side of the stage going toward the house of Simon. Kremis to himself After having provided the things necessary for my daughter's nuptials I'm returning that I may request her to be sent for. Seeing the child But what's this? In faith it's a child. Addressing Mises Woman Have you laid that here? Pointing to the child Mises aside looking out for Davos Where is he? Don't you answer me? Mises looking about to herself He isn't anywhere to be seen Woe to wretched me The fellow has left me and is off. He's coming forward and pretending not to see them Ye gods, by our trust in you What a crowd there is in the forum What a lot of people are squabbling there Then provisions are so dear Aside What to say besides I don't know Kremis passes by Mises and goes to a distance at the back of the stage Pray Why did you leave me here alone? Davos pretending to start on seeing the child Ha! What story is this? How now, Mises, whence comes this child? Who has brought it here? Are you quite right in your senses to be asking me that? Whom then? Aren't I to ask? As I don't see anyone else here Kremis apart to himself I wonder whence it has come Are you going to tell me what I ask? I'm sure Davos and a whisper Step aside to the right They retire on one side You are out of your senses Didn't you your own self? Davos in a low voice Take you care not to utter a single word beyond what I ask you Why don't you say aloud once it comes? Mises in a loud voice From our house Davos affecting indignation Hey, Day, indeed It really is a wonderful woman who was a courtesan accidentally Kremis apart So far as I can learn this woman belongs to the Andrian Do we seem to you such very suitable persons for you to be playing tricks with us in this way? Kremis apart I came just in time Make haste then and take the child away from the door here In a low voice Stay there Take care you don't stir from that spot Mises aside May the gods confound you She'd do so terrify poor me Davos in a loud voice Is it to you I speak or not? What is it you want? Davos aloud What? Do you ask me again? Tell me, whose child have you been laying here? Let me know Don't you know? Davos in a low voice Have done with what I know Tell me what I ask Mises aloud It belongs to your people Davos aloud Which of our people? Mises aloud Two pamphilas Davos affecting surprise in a loud tone How? What? Two pamphilas Mises aloud How now? Is it not so? Kremis apart With good reason have I always been adverse to this match It's clear Davos calling aloud Oh abominable piece of effantry Why are you bawling out so? Davos aloud What? The very one I saw being carried to your house yesterday evening Oh You impudent fellow Davos aloud It's the truth I saw Kandara stuffed out beneath her clothes In faith I thank the gods that several free women were present at the delivery Davos aloud Assuredly she doesn't know him On whose account she resorts to these schemes Kremis, as she fancies If he sees the child laid before the door will not give his daughter If faith he'll give her all the sooner Kremis apart If faith he'll not do so Davos aloud Now therefore that you may be quite aware If you don't take up the child I'll roll it forthwith into the middle of the road And yourself in the same place I'll roll over into the mud Upon my word, men You are not sober Davos aloud One scheme brings on another I now hear it whispered about that she is a citizen of Attica Kremis apart Ah Davos aloud And that constrained by the laws he will have to take her as his wife Well now pray Is she not a citizen? Kremis apart I had almost fallen unawares into a comical misfortune Comes forward Who's that speaking? Pretending to look about Oh Kremis You have come in good time Do listen to this I have heard it all already Prithee, did you hear it? Here's Villainy for you She Pointing at Mises Ought to be carried off hence to the torture forthwith To Mises Pointing at Kremis This is Kremis himself Don't suppose that you are trifling with Davos only Ah, wretched me Upon my face I have told no untruth my worthy old gentlemen I know the whole affair Is Simo within? He is Kremis goes into Simo's house Scene 8 Davos and Mises Mises Davos attempting to caress her Don't touch me, Villain Moving away On my word If I don't tell Glycerium all this How now, Simpleton Do you know what has been done? How should I know? This is the bride's father And couldn't any other way have been managed that he should know the things that we wanted him to know You should have told me that before Do you suppose that it makes little difference whether you do things according to impulse as nature prompts or from premeditation? Scene 9 Enter Crito looking about him Crito to himself It was said that Cricis used to live in this street who preferred to gain wealth here dishonorably to living honestly as a poor woman in her own country By her death that property has descended to me by law But I see some persons whom to make inquiry Ac costing them Good morrow to you Pretty Whom do I see? Isn't this Crito the kinsman of Cricis? It is he Oh, my sis Greetings to you Welcome to you Crito Is Cricis then a lass? Too truly She has indeed left us poor creatures quite heartbroken How fair you are here and in what fashion? Pretty well What, we? Just as we can, as they say since we can't as we would How is Glycerium? Has she discovered her parents yet? I wish she had What, not yet? With no favourable omen did I set out for this place For upon my faith if I had known that I would never have moved a foot hither She was always said to be and was looked upon as her sister What things were hers she is in possession of Now for me to begin a suit at law here the precedence of others warned me, a stranger how easy and profitable a task it would be for me At the same time I suppose that by this she has got some friend and protector for she was pretty nearly a grown up girl when she left there They would cry out I am a sharper than a pauper I'm hunting after an inheritance Besides, I shouldn't like to strip the girl herself Oh, most worthy stranger If Faith Crito you still adhere to your good old fashioned ways Lead me to her since I have come hither that I may see her by all means They go into the house of Glycerium Davos to himself I'll follow them I don't wish the old man to see me at this moment He follows Mises and Crito End of Act 4 Act 5 of Andrea or the Fair Andrian by Terence translated by Henry Thomas Riley This is a LibriVox recording All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain For more information or to volunteer please visit LibriVox.org Act 5 Scene 1 Enter Creamies and Simo from the house of Simo Enough already Enough Simo has my friendship toward you been proved Sufficient hazard have I begun to encounter Make an end of your entreaties then While I've been endeavouring to oblige you I've almost fooled away my daughter's prospects in life Nay, but now in a special grimace I do beg an entreat of you that the favour commenced a short time since in words you will now complete by deeds See how unreasonable you are from your very earnestness So long as you affect what you desire you neither think of limits to compliance nor what it is you request of me or if you did think you would now forbear to trouble me with unreasonable requests What unreasonable requests? Do you ask? You importuned me to promise my daughter to a young man engaged in another attachment adverse to the marriage date to plunge her into discord and a marriage of uncertain duration that through her sorrow and her anguish I might reclaim your son You prevailed while the case admitted of it I made preparations Now it does not admit of it you must put up with it they say that she is a citizen of this place a child has been born do cease to trouble us By the gods I do conjure you not to bring your mind to believe those whose special interest it is that he should be as degraded as possible on account of the marriage have all these things been feigned and contrived when the reason for which they do these things is removed from them they will desist You are mistaken I myself saw the servant maid wrangling with darbous Simeo sneeringly I am aware were the neperence of earnestness when neither at the moment perceived that I was present there I believe it and Davis a short time since forewarned me that this would be the case and I don't know how I forgot to tell you it today as I had intended Seem to enter Davos from the house of Glycerium Davos allowed at the door not seeing Simeo and Cremies Now then I bid you set your minds at ease Cremies to Simeo See you there's Davos From what house is he coming out? Davos to himself Through my means and that of the stranger Simeo overhearing What mischief is this? Davos to himself I never did see a more opportune person encounter or occasion The rascal I wonder who he's praising All the affair is now in a safe position Why do I delay to accost him? Davos to himself catching sight of Simeo It's my master what am I to do? Simeo accosting him Oh save you good sir Davos affecting surprise Ha Simeo Oh Cremes my dear sir All things are now quite ready indoors Simeo ironically You have taken such very good care Scent for the bride when you like Very good Ironically Of course that's the only thing that's now wanting here But do you answer me this What business had you there? Pointing to the house of Glycerium What? I? Just so? I Yes you I went in just now As if I asked how long ago Together with your son What? Is Pamphilis in there? Aside To my confusion I'm on the rack To Davos How now? Didn't you say that there was Emnity between them you scoundrel There is Why is he there then? Why do you suppose he is? Ironically Quarlling with her of course Nay but Cremes I'll let you now hear from me a disgraceful piece of business An old man I don't know who he is Has just now come here Look you he is a confident and shrewd person When you look at his appearance He seems to be a person of some consequence There is a grave sternness in his features And something commanding in his words What news are you bringing I wonder? Why nothing but what I heard him mention What does he say then? That he knows Glycerium to be a citizen of Attica Simon going to his door Oh there! Dromo! Dromo! Scene three Enter Dromo hastily from the house Is it? Dromo! Hear me If you add a word Dromo Hear me pray Dromo to Simon What do you want? Simon pointing to Davos Carry him off on your shoulders indoors as fast as possible Whom? Davis For what reason? Because I choose To Dromo Carry him off I say What have I done? Carry him off If you find that I have told a lie in any one matter Then kill me I'll hear nothing I'll soon have you set in motion What? Although this is the truth In spite of it To Dromo Take care he's kept well secured And do you hear Tie him up hands and feet together Now then be off Upon my faith this very day If I live I'll teach you what hazard there is In deceiving a master And him in deceiving a father Dromo leads Davos into the house Oh don't be so extremely vexed Oh Kremas The dutifulness of a son Do you not pity me That I should endure so much trouble For a son Goes to the door of Glycerium's house Come Pamphilus Come out Pamphilus Have you any shame left? Scene four Enter Pamphilus in haste from Glycerium's house Who is it that wants me? A side I'm undone It's my father What say you of all men that Oh rather speak about the matter itself And forbear to use harsh language As if anything too severe Could now be possibly said against him Pray do you say that Glycerium is a citizen? So they say So they say Unparalleled assurance Does he consider what he says Is he sorry for what he has done Does his countenance pray At all betray any marks of shame That he should be of mine so weak As without regard to the custom And the law of his fellow citizens And the wish of his own father to be anxious In spite of everything to have her To his own utter disgrace Miserable that I am Ha! Have you at last found that out Only just now Pamphilus? Long since did that expression Long since when you made up your mind That what you desired must be affected by you at any price From that very day did that expression aptly befit you But yet why do I torment myself? Why vex myself? Why worry my old age with this madness? Am I to suffer the punishment for his offences? Nay then, let him have her Goodbye to him, let him pass his life with her My father? Ha! How my father! As if you stood in any need of this father Home, wife and children provided by you Against the will of your father People suborned too to say that she is a citizen of this place You have gained your point Father, may I say a few words? What can you say to me? But Simo, do hear him I hear him Why should I hear him, Kremath? Still, however, do allow him to speak Well then, let him speak I allow it I own that I love her If that is committing a fault I own that also To you, father, do I subject myself Impose on me any injunction you please Command me Do you wish me to take a wife? Do you wish me to give her up? As well as I can, I will endure it This only I request of you Not to think that this old gentleman Has been suborned by me Allow me to clear myself And to bring him here before you To bring him here? Do allow me, father He asks what's reasonable Do give him leave Allow me to obtain thus much of you I allow it I desire anything so long as I find, Kremath, That I have not been deceived by him Pemphilus goes into the house of Glycerion For a great offence A slight punishment ought to satisfy a father Scene five Re-enter Pemphilus with Crito Crito to Pemphilus as he is coming out Forebear in treating Of these any one reason prompts me to do it Either your own sake Or the fact that it is the truth Or that I wish well for Glycerion herself Kremis starting Do I see Crito of Andrut? Surely it is he Greetings to you, Kremes How is it that, so contrary to your usage You are at Athens So it has happened But is this Symo? It is he Symo, were you asking for me? How now? Do you say that Glycerion Is a citizen of this place? Do you deny it? Symo ironically Have you come here so well prepared? For what purpose? Do you ask? Are you to be acting this way with impunity? Are you to be luring young men into snares Here inexperienced in affairs And liberally brought up by tempting them And to be playing upon their fancies By making promises? Are you in your senses? And are you to be patching up amours With courtesans by marriage? Panfilis, aside I'm undone. I fear that the stranger Will not put up with this If, Symo, you knew this person well You would not think thus He is a worthy man He, a worthy man To come so opportunely today Just at the very nuptials And yet never to have come before Of course we must believe him, Kremis Panfilis, aside If I didn't dread my father I have something which in this conjuncture I could opportunely suggest to him Symo sneeringly to Kremis Ah, sharper! It is his wake, righto. Do excuse it Let him take heed how he behaves If he persists in saying to me What he likes He'll be hearing things that he don't like Am I meddling with these matters Or interesting myself? Can you not enjoy your troubles With a patient mind? For as to what I say Whether it is true or false What I have heard Can soon be known A certain man in Attica A long time ago His ship being wrecked Was cast ashore at Andros And this woman together with him Who was then a little girl He, in his destitution By chance first made application To the father of Crysis Symo ironically Ha, he's beginning his tale Let him alone Is he to be interrupting me in this way? Do you proceed? He who received him was a relation of mine There I heard from him That he was a native of Attica He died there His name? The name? In such a hurry Phenia Kremis starting Ha, I shall die With faith I really think it was Phenia This I know for certain He said that he was a citizen of Ramnos Oh, Jupiter Many other persons in Andros Have heard the same Kremis Kremis aside I trust it may turn out as I hope To Crito Come now, tell me What did he then say about her? Did he say she was his own daughter? No Who's then? His brother's daughter She certainly is mine What do you say? What is this that you say? Panthelus aside Prick up your ears, Panthelus Why do you suppose so? That Phenia was my brother I knew him and I am aware of it He, flying from the wars And following me to Asia I am here At the same time He was afraid to leave her here behind Since then This is the first time I have heard What he came of him Panthelus aside I am scarcely myself So much as my mind Had been agitated by fear, hope Joy and surprise at this So great So unexpected blessing Really? I am glad for many reasons That she has been discovered to be a citizen I believe it, Father But there yet remains one difficulty with me Which keeps me in suspense Panthelus aside You deserve to be With your scruples you plague You are seeking a knot in a bulrush Crito to Cremis What is that? The names don't agree Truth, she had another when little What was it, Crito? Can you remember it? I'm trying to recollect it Panthelus aside Am I to suffer his memory To stand in the way of my happiness When I myself can provide My own remedy in this matter I will not suffer it A load Hark, you Cremis That which you are trying to recollect Is passibula The very same That's it I've heard it from herself a thousand times I suppose, Cremis That you believe we all rejoice at this discovery So may the gods bless me I do believe it What remains to be done, Father? The event itself has quite brought me To reconcilment Oh, kind Father With regard to her as a wife Since I have taken position of her Cremis will not offer any opposition The plea is a very good one Unless perchance your father says Anything to the contrary Of course I agree Then be it so Her portion, Panthelus, is ten talents I am satisfied I'll hasten to my daughter Come now Beckoning Along with me, Crito Where I suppose that she will not know me They go into Glycerium's house Symote to Panthelus Why don't you order her to be sent for hither To our house Well thought of I'll at once give charge of that to Davos He can't do it How so? Because he has another matter that more Nearly concerns himself And of more importance What, Prey? He is bound Father, he is not rightly bound But I ordered to that effect Prey, do order him to be set at liberty Well, be it so But immediately I'm going in Oh, fortunate and happy day Symo goes into his house Scene six Enter Carenus at a distance Carenus apart to himself I've come to see what Panthelus is about And look, here he is Panthelus to himself Someone perhaps might imagine that I don't believe this to be true But now it is clear to me that it really is true I do think that the life of the gods is everlasting For this reason, because their joys are their own For immortality has been obtained by me If no sorrow interrupts this delight But whom in particular could I wish to be now thrown in my way For me to relate these things to Carenus apart to himself What means this rapture? Panthelus to himself I see Davus There is no one in the world whom I would choose in preference For I am sure that he of all people will sincerely rejoice in my happiness Scene seven Enter Davus Davus to himself Where is Panthelus, I wonder Here he is, Davus Davus turning round Who's that? Tis I, Panthelus You don't know what has happened to me No, really But I know what has happened to myself And I too It has fallen out just like human affairs in general That you should know the mishap I have met with Before I, the good that has befallen you My glycerium has discovered her parents Oh, well done Carenus apart in surprise Her father is an intimate friend of ours Who? You do tell good news And there's no hindrance to my marrying her at once Carenus apart Is he dreaming the same that he has been wishing for when awake? Then about the child, Davus Oh, say no more, you are the only person whom the gods favour Carenus apart I'm all right if these things are true I'll accost them Comes forward Who is this? Why, Carenus You meet me at the very nick of time That's all right Have you heard? Everything Come And your good fortune do have some regard for me Hermes is now at your command I was sure that you'll do everything you wish I'll remember you And because it is tedious for us to wait for him until he comes out Follow me this way He is now indoors at the house of glycerium Do you, Davus, go home Send with all haste to remove her thence Why are you standing there? Why are you delaying? I'm going Pamphilus and Carenus go into the house of glycerium Davus then comes forward and addresses the audience Don't you wait until they come out from there She will be betrothed within If there is anything else that remains It will be transacted indoors Grant us your applause End of Act V End of Andrea or the Fair Andrian by Terence Translated by Henry Thomas Riley