When I got back from the pasture, I caught a lot of the fellows in my cave. But how did he come to do such a thing? He is not distinguished for courage. I know-the Ithacan on his way back from Troy. He called himself 'Noman' at first: but when he had got safely out of range, he said his name was Odysseus. Only look, father, what that cursed stranger has been doing to me! He made me drunk, and set upon me whilst I was asleep, and blinded me. But one like the Cyclops-faugh, he might be one of his own goats!-he eats raw meat, they say, and feeds on travellers-one like him, dear, you may keep I wish you nothing worse than to return his love. Oh, I have not got one I do not set up to be lovely. Well, Doris, only show us your own no doubt he is much handsomer, and sings and plays far better. Now then, Galatea, do you still think we envy you your lover? Oh, and the pet that your beau brought you in his arms!-a bear cub nearly as shaggy as himself. Why, Echo, chatterbox that she is, would not answer him she was ashamed to be caught mimicking such a rough ridiculous song. And his lyre! what a thing! A stag's skull, with its horns for the uprights he put a bar across, and fastened on the strings without any tuning-pegs! then came the performance, all harsh and out of tune he shouted something himself, and the lyre played something else, and the love ditty sent us into fits of laughter. Heavens! one would have taken him for an ass braying. Take care, dear we heard him singing the other day when he serenaded you. Well, if I am all white, I have got a lover of some sort there is not a shepherd or a sailor or a boatman to care for any of you. If you want to know any more than that about your looks, sit on a rock when it is calm, and lean over the water just a bit of white skin, that is all and who cares for that, if it is not picked out with some red? Hoity-toity! jealous indeed! because a one-eyed shepherd thinks you pretty! Why, what could he see in you but your white skin? and he only cared for that because it reminded him of cheese and milk he thinks everything pretty that is like them. That is what makes you spiteful, because it showed I was better than you, good enough to be loved, while you were taken no notice of. It is my belief you are jealous, Do you remember? we were playing on the shore at the foot of Etna, where the long strip of beach comes between the mountain and the sea he was feeding his sheep, and spied us from above yes, but he never so much as glanced at the rest of you I was the pretty one he was all eyes-eye, I mean-for me. Oh no, I am not in love but it is too bad, your all running him down as you do.
Why, my dear, from your raptures about him one would think it was you that were in love, not he. Shagginess and wildness, as you call them, are not ugly in a man and his eye looks very well in the middle of his forehead, and sees just as well as if it were two. Well, and if he were Zeus's, and still such a wild shaggy creature, with only one eye (there is nothing uglier than to have only one eye), do you think his birth would improve his beauty? DORIS AND GALATEAĪ handsome lover, Galatea, this Sicilian shepherd who they say is so mad for you!ĭon't be sarcastic, Doris he is Posidon's son, after all. Even though it’s this conversation that helps to save the galaxy.DIALOGUES OF THE DEAD 21-30 DIALOGUES OF THE SEA GODS, TRANSLATED BY H. He cannot be held responsible for everything he says during this conversation. Obi-Wan has a concussion and is on very strong pain medication for his seven broken ribs, broken leg, burns and multiple lacerations on his back.
To Give and Give (Conversations with a High General)ĭeantookmybiscuits Fandoms: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types
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