Monologue

Dis Monologue from The Clouds

From The Clouds by Aristophanes

male · comedic · 47 sec

I will tell you; but you must regard these as mysteries. Socrates lately asked Chaerephon about a flea, how many of its own feet it jumped; for after having bit the eyebrow of Chaerephon, it leaped away onto the head of Socrates. (Strep: How then did he measure this?) Most cleverly. He melted some wax; and then took the flea and dipped its feet in the wax; and then a pair of Persian slippers stuck to it when cooled. Having gently loosened these, he measured back the distance. (Strep: O King Jupiter! What subtlety of thought!) What then would you say if you heard another contrivance of Socrates?

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