Eumolpo:
You, who are not only penniless, are also somewhat crippled, my friend. I saw you, you know. You looked like a drowned mouse on top of a cow. But it was a very beautiful cow - all meat.
Eumolop's Servant:
No more drinking.
Eumolpo:
Priapus is angry with you - that's obvious. He's a spiteful god. First he makes you as hard as a log, then as soft as dough. But there are remedies. Your Eumolpius will cure you.
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