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BALAUSTION'S ADVENTURE.
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I saw the master: when we found ourselves(Because the young man needs must follow me)Firm on Peiraieus, I demanded firstWhither to go and find him. Would you think?The story how he saved us made some smile:They wondered strangers were exorbitantIn estimation of Euripides.He was not Aischulos nor Sophokles:—"Then, of our younger bards who boast the bay,Had I sought Agathon, or Iophon,Or, what now had it been Kephisophon?A man that never kept good company,The most unsociable of poet-kind,All beard that was not freckle in his face!"
I soon was at the tragic house, and sawThe master, held the sacred hand of himAnd laid it to my lips. Men love him not:
