ARISTOPHANES' FROGS
5
Must work and walk myself, and have him riding
Lest he should tire himself or carry things!
Xanthias.
Am I not carrying things?
Dionysus.
They're carrying you.
Xanthias (showing the baggage).
I'm carrying this.
Dionysus.
How?
Xanthias.
With my back half-broken.
Dionysus.
That bag is clearly carried by a donkey.
Xanthias.
No donkey carries bags that I am carrying.
Dionysus.
I suppose you know the donkey's carrying you.
Xanthias (turning cross).
I don't. I only know my shoulder's sore!
Dionysus.
Well, if it does no good to ride the donkey,
Go turns, and let the poor beast ride on you.
