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CHARON
Yoh, up! lay her to.
XANTHIAS
Whatever's that?
DIONYSUS
Why, that's the lake, by Zeus,
Whereof he spake, and yon's the ferry-boat.
XANTHIAS
Poseidon, yes, and that old fellow's Charon.
DIONYSUS
Charon! O welcome, Charon! welcome, Charon!
CHARON
Who's for the Rest from every pain and ill?
Who's for the Lethe's plain? the Donkey-shearings?
Who's for Cerberia? Taenarum? or the Ravens?
DIONYSUS
I.
CHARON
Hurry in.
DIONYSUS
But where are you going really?
In truth to the Ravens?
CHARON
Aye, for your behoof. Step in.
DIONYSUS (to XANTHIAS)
Now, lad.
CHARON
A slave? I take no slave,
Unless he has fought for his bodyrights at sea.
XANTHIAS
I couldn't go. I'd got the eye-disease.
CHARON
Then fetch a circuit round about the lake.
XANTHIAS
Where must I wait?
CHARON
Beside the Withering stone, Hard by the Rest.
DIONYSUS
You understand?
XANTHIAS
Too well.
O, what ill omen crossed me as I started! Exit.
CHARON (to DIONYSUS)
Sit to the oar. (calling) Who else for the boat? Be quick.
(to DIONYSUS) Hi! what are you doing?
DIONYSUS
What am I doing? Sitting
On to the oar. You told me to, yourself
CHARON
Now sit you there, you little Potgut.
DIONYSUS
Now stretch your arms full length before you.
CHARON
Come, don't keep fooling; plant your feet, Pull with a will.
DIONYSUS
Why, how am I to pull?
I'm not an oarsman, seaman, Salaminian. I can't.
CHARON
You can. Just dip your oar in once,
You'll hear the loveliest timing songs.
DIONYSUS
What from?
CHARON
Frog-swans, most wonderful.

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