antipathy, complaint, andremonstrance. It did not occur

Laertes! I will hang you up by your balls, I will rub your nose with

dung like a goat, and like Aristyllus you shall say through your

half-opened lips, "Follow your mother, my little pigs."

Enough of tomfoolery, assume a grave demeanour; unknown to my

master I am going to take bread and meat; and when I have fed well,

(Interlude of dancing by the CHORUS.)

CHREMYLUS (coming out of his house)

To say, "Hail! my dear neighbours!" is an old form of greeting and